Beom

The week passes rather quickly, with an overprotective Mok and Jungkook constantly badgering me. Let me just say that the week was not fun. Not fun at all.

But the week is finally up, and what does that mean? It means that I'm moving back to BTS' dorm. And who came to help me pack my stuff after our practices? Jungkook, cause he claimed that a girl can't carry all the heavy stuff. Of course, I showed him by promptly lifting him up when he said that. Haha, I'll show you who is weak. But, of course, he is still here.

"Kook-hyung, I can carry my bag myself. You know that the bag has wheels right? You don't have to carry it." I roll my eyes as we exit the elevator from my dorm.

"Yah, but I don't need to because I'm strong enough to carry it without needing the wheels."

"Show off," I whisper under my breath.

"What was that?" Jungkook shifts the bag over his head and pumps it up and down.

"Nothing... showoff." I smile up at him sarcastically. "Learn why to save and conserve your energy idiot. Maybe you should put the bag down before you strain a muscle and get yelled at."

"Okay sure." He tosses the bag at me, and of course, I catch it. "Wow, I thought you wouldn't be able to catch that."

I throw him a glare. "I told you that I'm strong enough to carry this by myself. Now see you in the dorms." And with that, I sprint off with my bag. Haha, muscle bunny.

My victory is short-lived because he eventually tackles me to the ground. Instead of helping me up, he grabs my bag.

"I'll be taking this." and with that, he takes off.

I stare at his retreating figure, who will no doubt gloat about this when we get back to the dorm. Fine. You win this bag contest this time Jeon Jungkook. I sigh, resigned, but you know, maybe I should go get some ice cream to cheer myself up. All about that self-love, and food, ya know. I wander around the block looking for the nice and quaint ice cream shop. It is rather hidden, so it's never super busy. Which I would be nice if I had a book or something, but sadly, that would be in the bag that JUNGKOOK STOLE FROM ME AND RAN AWAY WITH. No, I'm not salty at all. At all. Breath in, breath out relax happy thoughts... ice cream... ice cream cake~.

Now I'm happy again, I smile at the man working the counter. Okay, so this ice cream place is really cool. It is inspired by Thai ice cream where basically ice cream is made on this frozen surface, and the server will pour cream, and mash up whatever toppings you want on it. Then they spread out the mixture they made on the frozen surface, and then roll it up. I would like to call it roll-up-ice-cream, but I'm not sure if that is the technical term for it. But whatever it is, it's delicious. (watch the video linked above at the beginning of the chapter)

The man working at the counter smiles back at me brightly. "Hey what can I get you?"

"Ummmm.... I don't know yet." What do you recommend?"

"I mean, cookies and cream is always a classic, and so is the Nutella. We also have the fruit operons if you want something fresh. The cheesecake option is also pretty cool because we use an actual cheesecake."

"Um..." I begin hesitantly. "Is it possible to mix flavors?"

"Well, it is not something we normally do, but I can try to do it for you if you like."

"Thank you so much for agreeing to my selfish desire... Can I have Nutella and strawberry?"

"Of course! That is a great combination. I don't know how nobody hasn't asked for that yet! Do you mind if I try a bite of it after making it because if it tastes good, I would like to suggest to the owner to include it in the menu."

I pause thinking... If I let him have a bite, I'll have a bite less...

"I can make you extra if you would like because I'm kinda taking some of yours."

And of course, I say heck yes to that.

Happily, I watch him go to work, putting a blob of Nutella and a couple of strawberries on the frozen surface, and then finally pouring the cream on top. Quickly with his chopper/mixer utensil, he chops up the strawberries and then mixes the strawberries, Nutella, and cream all together until they form one solution. Because of the frozen surface, the solution starts to firm up, and soon it is ready to be rolled up after the worker spread out the solution on the surface in a rectangle. Taking the edge of the chopper/mixer utensil, he carefully rolls up the ice cream. He inserts the rolls into a cup and decorates it with pockey and waffles and condensed milk. I'm practically salivating. As promised he made an extra roll for himself. As I get my wallet out, he stops me.

"No please, beautiful lady, for giving this business what may be a new venture with this magnificent flavor, this one is on me." he raises his roll, and takes a bite of it while I raise my spoon with some of the ice cream on it.

"Thank you, handsome sir. By the way, what did you eat to get your skin so clear?"

"Rice..."

I can't help but laugh. "Nice to know that I'm on the right path then, I have rice at least once a day."

He laughs too.

We take a peaceful moment of silence and enjoy the ice cream. But of course, it doesn't last long. Because just as I was going to comment on how good the ice cream tasted, A bunny disturbs us, barrelling in yelling, "BEOOOOOOOOOM! How dare you get ice cream without me!!!" And with that, Jungkook grabs my wrist and drags me out of there without even looking around. All I can manage to say to my new friend is, "Bye Ice Cream Man!"

Of course, Kook eats half of my ice cream on the way home. But at least hopefully, this flavor will eventually make it onto the main menu.

3rd Person POV/ Author's POV

Beom failed to notice a couple of things while in the ice cream shop. The first that there were multiple hidden cameras set up. Why... well the reason will be revealed in a later chapter. The second is that the man who served her is actually a man from a famous k-pop group. Creds to those who know which group already.

Jungkook didn't notice either, the only thing he wanted to do was to get Beom to go to dinner with him. But of course, he finds her eating ice cream with this man wearing a black hat that goes low over his eyes, and a mask. So he just angrily storms out without looking around. The ice cream was delicious though. He thinks about going back there with Beom... together... as a date... but like between friends... he thinks... he doesn't really know.

The question someone out there in the world, no this universe (because we need to go to a broader scale to find someone asking this question) is asking if Jungkook likes Beom.

Well, the answer is... well, the answer is that this third-person narrator does not know either. Jungkook finds her funny, and kind (only when she wants to be towards him though), persevering, and pretty. He is attracted to her, there is no doubt, but does he like her? Like like, like her?... if anyone understood what the last question/sentence said, congrats... But really, only Jungkook knows even though he does not want to adknowledge it.

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A/n

Hello lovely human beans~

How has it been going so far? I know that this is a kind of boring chapter, so I apologize for that. I'm excited because today I just picked out what may be the base for my prom dress! So I'm going to try and plan what I want to do with it!

Anycoos, thanks fo much for reading this chapter, and see you next week with the new one!

Peace out