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Maybe the universe hated him. Maybe Jungkook just wasn’t cut out for life in civilization. Maybe he should just pack his bags and go live somewhere far far away deep in the jungle and live off the land. That was still a thing right? He could wake up after noon every day and he’d have a pet monkey and he’d learn to talk to the animals. It would be great. It would be fucking awesome. Fucking Fantastic.
Then again, he couldn’t live without his weekly chocolate swirl extra caramel oreo craze frap so that was probably a bad idea. But still why was everything and everyone out to get him today? It had been bad enough that he’d slept through all of his five alarms this morning after passing out on top of his Advanced Chemistry notes. It had been shitty that today of all days the bus had decided to break down on the way to campus. It had been entirely fucked up that while he was running the rest of the way to campus on probably 45 minutes of sleep it had started pouring rain causing the teacher to kick him out the moment he stepped foot in the classroom. It wasn’t that bad really, he could still retake the test but he had studied hard god damn it. And now he was drenched and sleep deprived and hungry and yes all those things had very simple solutions but Jungkook just wasn’t in the state of mind to be thinking rationally. Which is why he walked in to his favorite pizza place in campus looking like Death himself hoping to relieve at least one of his ailments.
He gets side-eyes by everyone in the restaurant. He can’t blame them he probably looks like a homeless man. So he decides to ignore them and focus instead on deciding which pizza toppings to get. In the end, he settles for good old ham and mushrooms. Ignoring the obvious stare he was getting from the cashier who was probably wondering if he as a car crash survivor, he pays and then goes to the bathroom to at least try and get himself to look 25% more alive.
He comes back from the bathroom not much different from before deeming his current state as unfixable. God, he really hates this day. Begrudgingly, he goes to the counter and asks if the ham and mushroom pizza is almost ready. What he is told makes his blood boil. That order had already been served. Someone came and took his pizza and that someone is probably sinking they’re ugly little teeth in one of his precious mushrooms. He follows the line of view that the cashier is pointing at, his eyes land on a head with an incredibly annoying shade of red hair. Who the fuck colors their hair fire truck red anyway? He doesn’t wait for the cashier to finish talking and just stomps in the direction of the stupid red head. He is not going to let his day reach the maximum level of shitty just cuz some guy decided he didn’t want to wait for his own fucking pizza!
When he reaches the table he doesn’t say anything. He just puts on his best death glare (which he has been told is very intimidating thank you very much) and sits down opposite from the thief. The guy who had been indeed biting on HIS pizza looks up. His eyes widen when they take in Jungkook’s glare. And his hand freezes on the pizza slice he’s holding between his ridiculously beautiful lips(he hates that he noticed that of all things)
Jungkook decides he won’t say anything; instead, he will just claim what is rightfully his. So he grabs a slice of the pizza and whilst holding the strangers eyes(he is not thinking that his lashes are so long they actually touched his cheeks when he blinked in fear). The guy( for he couldn’t be more than a couple years older than him) has the nerve to frown at him! FROWN AT HIM?! He wasn’t the one who took somebody else’s pizza! Jungkook doesn’t let the frown discourage him and continues to eat. He eats not one not three but seven slices of pizza. In fact he eats every slice that was on the platter, except for the one the annoying red head is still holding.
Jungkook cannot believe this guy hasn’t had the decency to at least apologize! He doesn’t say anything! In fact Jungkook is pretty sure the guy is looking at him with a mixture of pity and compassion. What the fuck? Was the guy smiling at him? Why was he looking at him with that annoyingly perfect boxy grin with his head turned to the side like Jungkook was some abandoned cat he rescued from the rain?
That’s when Jungkook registers a bell dinging in the distance and, from what seems like miles away, “Order 54 Ham and Mushroom for Mr. Jeon Jungkook”. The cashier repeats this five times before Jungkook realizes what this means and regrets having been born with a burning passion.