Jungkook sat at his desk, another weekend having past. He’d say it was a pretty good weekend. He spent it all cuddled up with Jeonsan on the couch watching movies. The little pigeon seemed to like Iron Man a lot. Just the kind of pigeon he liked. He wished he could be back there. That seemed much better than sitting in an uncomfortable desk chair doing work that he really didn’t want to do. The thought was nice, but it made the minutes move slower and his want to be with Jeongsan grow more and more. He sighed, there had to be something better than this out there. He didn’t like it here and everyday imagined the day when he would submit his two weeks notice. He wanted to do so much more than just be stuck here, glued to a desk with work he didn’t enjoy doing. He could see himself somewhere else, somewhere better. Drawing, making art perhaps. He always was doodling on little scraps of paper or napkins in cafes and such. His friends loved to look at his works and always fawned over his latest drawing. Maybe dance was a possibility? Hoseok kept insisting that he was good at that, though the brunette didn’t think so. For right now, all of that was only a dream, something to think about when times got sour or his mind seemed to wander just a bit too far. There was work to do and he should start with that ding from his computer moments ago. The alert came from his email, a new arrival of a corporate memo or salesmans’ complaints. That, however was not the case.

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

So, they created an email, huh? Well this is bound to be interesting. He placed the mouse hesitantly over the email and clicked on it.

Good morning :)
*Insert frog gif*

You know in those movies when the characters are like, “We’ve got direct contact!”? Well, that was Jungkook’s first thought when he saw that email in his inbox. 

Jungkook clicked on the reply button and then flexed his fingers over the keyboard. When you’re put in contact with a person who has been sending you gifts for the past ten days, what should you say? He hit a few keys and then backspaced, hit a few, backspaced. The process went on for ten minutes at least before the brunette had a message he felt somewhat good enough about sending.

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

That’s cute. Who are you?

The response came back almost immediately, as if this secret admirer of his was hunched over his keyboard with his eyes glued to the screen for when Jungkook would send his email.

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

If I told you, then it wouldn’t be much of a surprise anymore, would it?

Jungkook scowled at the screen before composing his next email.

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

Would you at least give me a hint then?

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

How’s the pigeon doing? You named him Jeongsan, right?

How did this person know so much about him?

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

I did. He’s doing pretty good. Wish I could be home with him right now. Don’t avoid the question!!

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

I’m glad. I didn’t realise how cold it was outside until after he was already in the mail truck for you. Have you enjoyed your other gifts? I’m not avoiding it, I’m just not answering it.

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

He was almost a pigeon popsicle before I put him in front of a heater. I’ve liked them all. They were all so intricate. You must’ve put a lot of effort into all of them. I still don’t know what I’ll do with six geese who poop jelly beans though. Thank you so much for all of this. Oh, c’mon, please??

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

Oops. Lucky thing he’s got you taking good care of him. I had to get pretty creative when it came to all of them. Modernizing an old song like that is pretty hard. I’m really happy that you liked them. I was so worried that you wouldn’t when it came to half of them. Don’t worry you’ll come up with a use. Not yet, I’m not sure I’m ready to have your beautiful voice addressing me just yet.

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

I bet, I’m just happy that you didn’t give me live animals, besides Jeongsan. Have you seen that one Office Christmas special? The one where Andy is Erin’s secret santa? I’m glad this didn’t turn into that. You did a great job, don’t worry about it. See, this is why I want to meet you so bad. You’re so nice and kind and I want to return all of that. I really want to meet the beautiful person who does all these wonderful things for me.

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

I know what kind of place we all live in these days, there is no room for animals in this economy. That would have been a nightmare if I did something like that. I wouldn’t want any kind of bird ripping your beautiful hair out for a nest. Oh, stoopp. You’re the beautiful one here. I guarantee you that. Fine. One hint. One. I mean that. I am a guy. There you go. No more. 

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

Very true. Honestly, the only time that live animals, besides Jeongsan, I repeat, besides Jeongsan, are acceptable as gifts from this song is if you live on a farm or in the fifteen hundreds. That’s it. I wouldn’t want that either. It sounds painful. Though the twelve drummers drumming at the end of the episode were really cool, I must admit. Alright, I though that I would be getting some kind of hint like “Like I work here” from you, but you actually gave me a good hint. Thanks, now I can start the theories. 

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

Oh my God, yes, the ONLY time. I completely agree. I could totally see some old farm boy confessing his love to some old farm girl by giving her a crap ton of geese a laying. Oh, trust me on this one, beautiful boy, I’ve got something even better planned for you ;) Aw man! That’s a good line! I wish I’d though of that one. Totally would’ve sent it.

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

So can I! Oh my god, a dude wearing overalls with no shirt and rotted boots with a piece of straw in his mouth. God, why am I thinking of this?? It’s going to be engrained in my head all day. I don’t want to be thinking of an old country bumpkin in overalls and nothing else.. Oh no, why does that sound ominous? I’m sure you do, but now I’m kind of scared. I’m glad I’m the one who thought of it and not you. Would could I do to get one more hint? Just one more.

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

Good luck getting that out of your head. Those things never leave. Never. Also, you better not be thinking of other men,, I’ll get jealous >:(   Noooo, don’t be scared. It’ll be fun, I promise. You’ll like it, at least I think you will. Well, you could leave the office, get in your car, drive to the bus station, take that bus to the airport, get on the plane, ride the plane to the top of kilimanjaro, trek for a while, catch big foot, cut off his foot, get back on the plane, ride it to the airport, get back on the bus, get in your car, drive back here, and leave it in conference room three. That is what it will take.

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

There has to be someway, like a witches potion or something that can get it out of my head. I don’t want to have another Let It Go situation. That was the most horrible two weeks of my life.. Oh, you will, huh? Maybe I’ll just have to go over and have a nice long conversation with Jooheon ;) Alright, I’ll do it. That sounds like a fair deal. Do you have about one million won that you could spare? It’s for my round trip ticket to Tanzania and then I’ll need a bus to the mountain and then back to the airport. This is a costly quest.

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

My dog can help you out. He’s very good at hypnotizing people. Stroke his tail for an hour and feel your entire mind be cleared like a computer. Naughty, naughty. How do you know I’m not Jooheon?? I could very well be him. I do not, unfortunately, though I would’ve loved to have helped. The one thing that I can offer you is that big foot will not like his foot being cut off. You’ll have to play him in a game of poker to get him to owe you something. Just a warning, he’s a hell of a play, you’ll have a time just trying to get him to lose. When he gets his playing glasses on, he means business. 

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

Ooooo, how much to rent him for an hour? My mind needs a good clearing. A bit full of junk up there. ;) You are not Jooheon. He types a mile a minute and does sends the second he’s done. There are so many errors in one sentence that a grammar and spelling nazi would have a heart attack without even reading the rest. I’ll bring my own pack of cards then. I’m always up for a good game of poker. Never met one person who could beat me, maybe a furry creature will be able to. Never thought that far. I like talking to you. You’re really funny and I feel really natural with you. I’d like to have a discussion like this in person. 

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

I’d say at least 10,000 ₩. He’s a very special dog. I doubt that, beautiful. Very true, his emails suck. I have to get so many of them and I can barely stand it. I am this close to asking someone else to read them for me. Oops, that was a pretty big hint. Eh, I’ll leave it there. I am so challenging you to a game of poker after we meet. We’re really going to test that, Jeon. I am also very well known for never being beaten. You’ll meet your match with big foot or me, trust me on that. I like talking to you too, it makes me not want to stop the correspondence here, but I have to doll. I’ve hit my limit. Ten lords a leaping. This is the last one. I’m sorry, love, but just two more days. I promise, then I can meet you. Face to face. Thank you so much for talking to me, I’ll see you in two days, promise. Bye!

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

Hey! No, you get back here! You can’t just leave.

To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]

C’mon, please come back. I want to talk more.

To: [email protected]
From:[email protected]

Alright, fine. Thank you for talking to me too. I had fun. I’ll see you then. I’m looking forward to it. Bye.

Jungkook closed the tab with his email opened on it before taking a quick glance at the clock, ten til closing time. He had really spent all that work time emailing back and forth without realising how fast time had been moving. Time really did fly when you’re having fun.

He sighed. Now the want to be with Jeongsan had become lesser than the want to meet this mysterious man. Just two more days, he reminded himself. Two more days.

Word Count: 2009

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I spent a couple hours today and yesterday going over this whole story and making it all a straight regular story rather than a fanfic because I want my religious grandma to read this. You don't know how long it takes to turn Jungkook into Claire with female pronouns. I couldn't use search and find either because there's more dudes in this than just Jungkook. It was such a pain, not gonna lie.
I hope you all enjoyed and I'll see you tomorrow!