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Warning ⚠️R18+⚠️Swearing, funny stuff, fluff, angst, eventual smut, slut shaming, image and social class insecurities, a few cheesy/corny pick up lines.
I plan for this story to be more funny and cute rather than angsty (but there will still be some angst! just *hopefully* not too bad ) 😇
✨✨This whole fic was inspired by me going through the drive-thru at McDonalds while listening to '7 Rings' from Ariana Grande✨✨
→ Please remember, this is a fanFICTION- BTS members and any other celebrity I use are just characters in the story.
First time reading one of my books?
This is not a "Y/N" book. Main female character is an original character (OC) and is always named Serenity/Serena/Siri. This is the same name I've used in my other books.
I don't usually like reading "y/n" in books because I read it as "your name" rather than using my own name so decided on making Siri an OC instead 😇
CHARACTER MOODBOARDS
(my first time doing these for my fics!)
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Wordcount: ~ 3200
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Jungkook's POV
"Welcome to HybezFriez, can I take your order?"
"Um, yes, hi!" A perky girl chirps through the earphones I had on my head. "Can I get the nuggets happy meal, please?"
From the camera aimed at the drive-thru menu board and speakers, I could see the girl practically hanging out of her car window to talk as close as she could to the speaker box. I thought it was kind of funny and cute, where the sight of her small form made me smile— until I recognised the car.
It was a fancy Audi convertible, and I knew exactly who it belonged to. Everyone around town knows who that car belongs to because it's the only car with an outrageous colour that you don't often see.
Pink. It's baby fucking pink.
And the person it belonged to? Serena Pitt— or Siri, as everyone calls her— one of the most popular girls at our university.
I don't know much about her except that she's my age (21), she loves the colour pink (there's always something pink on her), she loves having bows in her hair, and she's in her final year of business studies. From the gossip around campus, I've heard her mum, Angelina, was a top model back in her youthful days, and her dad, Brad, is a top race car driver who also owns the Porsche and Audi franchises here in town, hence why Siri has an Audi for a car.
This means Siri is rich. Like, insanely rich. She doesn't even need to be studying 'cause her daddy gives her whatever she wants, or she buys whatever she wants with her daddy's card.
Makes me wonder why the hell she's here at some cheap fast food place, ordering shitty nuggets when she could easily go to a fancy restaurant where she'd probably get VIP service and can order a tender steak for lunch.
I do know for a fact that she's undeniably pretty. Like a total bombshell. She's one of those girls who could've done modelling her whole life, even as a baby.
And hey, I'm no perv, but it's hard to not look her way whenever she's nearby. She's a beauty who captivates everyone— men, women, and even animals. I only know this because sometimes I see her with her gay best friend, Kim Taehyung, who brings his little Pomeranian to uni. The furry little bugger always sits on her lap, licking her face like it's just been reunited with its long lost owner.
There was also another time when I saw two butterflies land on her when she and Taehyung were sitting under a cherry blossom tree for lunch. That was the day I learned she hates insects.
She screamed her ass off, desperately begging for Taehyung to swat the bugs away, and then she screamed again when she noticed an ant crawling on her leg. She actually almost cried, and I saw Taehyung patting her back to try soothe her. That was the last time I saw her eat outside for lunch.
Ever since then, I really disliked her and found her to be irritating because she was a total drama queen. Who the hell is scared of butterflies?? They're totally harmless! And crying over an ant? Seriously? It's not that hard to just swipe it off.
There's a saying that there's no such thing as stupid questions, only stupid people. Not to sound like an ass, but Siri isn't the sharpest tool in the shed.
The lights are on in her pretty little head, but nobody's home. She's not the dumbest person I've come across, but she is a few fries short of a happy meal.
I know this because there have been multiple times when I've walked past her or have been within her vicinity where I've heard her ask her friends stupid questions...
"Guys, guys, guys! Someone answer this for me! If you stay awake all night, do you still get morning breath?"
"Hey Karen, if you go vegetarian, can you still eat animal crackers??"
"So you know how, like, scientists know the speed of light, right? Well then what's the speed of dark?"
"Someone puh-lease tell me why the number 11 isn't pronounced onety one? Make it make sense!"
Okay, I'll admit that the last one wasn't a totally bad question, but still...
Nothing beats the most random ass question I've heard her ask her equally not-so-bright best friend while they were in the library one time...
"Hey TaeTae, if you could suck your own dick, would it feel more like getting your dick sucked, or more like sucking a dick?"
I was honestly gobsmacked when I heard her ask that. My eyes literally popped out of my head. What the hell goes on in her head??
And when her best friend answered, "I dunno. Should I try it? My dick is pretty big so I could test it out?"
My jaw. Was. On. The. Fucking. Floor.
Now, I'm no virgin or prude, but god dayum I've never heard anything so gross. I practically ran out of the library as fast as I could as I didn't want to hear the rest.
Ever since then, whenever I see Siri and her group of Barbie-and-Ken friends, I put my earphones in and listen to music to drown out whatever nonsense might come out of their mouths. I feel like I lose brain cells just by being near them.
I do wonder how she even passes her classes 'cause there's no way she's getting high grades. Either her father bribed the university since they have that kind of money, or she's sleeping with the teachers to pass her papers. She looks like the type that would sleep with the teachers since she's quite flirty and always has guys around her trying to get her attention.
Now, I think I'm about to lose some brain cells just from this drive-thru interaction...
I took her order of the nugget happy meal, and then I see her baby pink car coming where it stops by the window so she can make her payment.
Her blue eyes lock with mine, and all I can see are baby blue sapphires sparkling my way. She then beams at me with a bright smile, and for some reason, my heart starts racing.
I realised right then that I've never actually seen Siri this close before where we're eye-to-eye— and there was even a glass screen between us right now.
I swallow thickly, putting my racing heart down to my nerves. I'm obviously just nervous 'cause the prettiest and most popular girl at uni is here in front of me. There's no way it's racing for anything else because I don't even like this girl. Doesn't help that I can be socially awkward where talking to girls (pretty ones in particular) makes me nervous.
I slide the glass screen then clear my throat, "H-hey..."
"Hi!" she chirps, giving me the sweetest smile.
Why is she smiling at me like that? Like I'm her favourite person in the whole world? She doesn't even know me.
"You're Jeon Jungkook, right?"
Holy shit. I freeze and my heart skips a beat. She knows my name?? She knows who I am?? How??
We're not even in the same social circle or in the same departments on campus! She's studying business while I'm doing software engineering with a minor in arts. She's a social butterfly who's loud and proud, while I tend to keep to myself and my small circle of two friends: Jimin and Namjoon. I avoid parties and study in places where there aren't many people. I'm literally a nobody!
So how the hell does she know my name??
I was dumbfounded. I couldn't figure out how she knew me because we've never crossed paths before.
"Uh... Y-yeah?"
Fuck, why'd I answer as if I don't know my own name?? See! This is what I mean when I say I lose brain cells around her!
She giggles at my response and I suddenly get this weird fluttering in my stomach.
"You sound unsure?" She raises an eyebrow at me, looking almost... flirtatious? That can't be right...
"O-oh, well, yes, I'm sure that's me..." I could feel heat rising to my cheeks, going to the tips of my ears.
She giggles again, "You know, if this was a McDonalds you'd be a McCutie."
My eyes bulged out and I let out a little gasp. Did I hear her right?? Did she— the most popular girl at uni, just call me— Jeon Jungkook— an unpopular, geeky, introverted guy— cute??
I wear dorky glasses, have longish shaggy hair, I wear dark baggy clothes, and I have tattoos on my arm! How am I cute?!
I decided I needed to quickly get this girl moving because she's in a freaking drive-thru— not that there were any cars behind her anyway— but still, I was becoming embarrassed.
I cleared my throat and turned to the computer in front of me to avoid her eye contact. "That'll be $11.50 for the nugget happy meal."
"Oh, yes, of course!" I see her reach for her purse on the passenger seat, digging into it for her wallet.
While she does that, I do a side eye glance into her car out of curiosity. Pink seats, pink fluffy seat belt strap covers, and I couldn't help but snicker and roll my eyes when I heard the song playing in her car. How ironic that it was 'Rich Girl' by Gwen Stefani.
"Here you go!" she chirps, handing me a hundred dollar bill with a sweet smile.
I stared at her hand holding the single note, then back at her with a deadpan look, my dislike and annoyance for her growing. Was she trying to show off how rich she is?
"You're paying with a hundred dollar bill?" My annoyance for her must have dissolved my usual nervousness with girls 'cause I certainly wasn't afraid to talk to her right now— although I might be coming off as a little rude. "You don't have any smaller notes? Or a card you can just paywave with?"
"Well, the thing is..." she chuckles sheepishly, going pink in the cheeks, and for that moment I thought she was cute. "I lost my card somewhere while running with my dog this morning..."
Ah. So she's a ditz and a clutz. She's lucky she's pretty.
I let out an annoyed sigh as I took her cash because I know my till doesn't have enough notes for her change.
"I'm sorryyyy," she pouts, looking genuinely upset for inconveniencing me.
"S'okay," I mutter begrudgingly. "Shit happens. I'll be right back. My till doesn't have enough notes so I'll have to go to the front."
"Okie dokie! Thank you!"
I turn around where I huff and roll my eyes. She has good manners, I'll give her that.
I walked to the front to get the cash, and while there, I told my best friend, Jimin, who also works at HybezFriez part time with me, that Serena Pitt was here in the drive-thru. He was understandably shocked by this news and wanted to go round the back to see her since he— like most guys (except me)— has a crush on her.
He poked his head round the corner to see if she was actually there, and he gasped. "You lucky bastard!" Jimin whispered to me as he came back to the front. "You get to talk to the Serena Pitt! God, I'd give up my left nut just to be in her presence."
Thank god it was a quiet period right now and no customers were here to hear this conversation.
"She's nothing special," I say as I swap some cash from his till. "She's just a rich bimbo who's clearly having a cheat day or some shit by ordering food from here."
Jimin gasped, "Such blasphemy! I can't believe you'd say that about the campus goddess."
I deadpanned at Jimin, "If you heard the shit that I've heard from her mouth, you'd be thinking she should be a blonde. A platinum blonde."
"She'd be hot as a blonde. She'd be hot with any hair colour. I'd bang her even if she was an alien."
I scoff, "Says the virgin."
"Hey, just coz I'm a virgin doesn't mean anything. I'd let Siri take my virginity. I'd let her ride me like a cowgirl."
Funny how Jimin says shit like this when he knows us geeks could never pull a girl like Siri. I'm a socially awkward and introverted guy who doesn't make any effort to talk to girls since they make me nervous, and I never know what to say since girls can take things the wrong way.
Jimin, however, is the opposite to me. He's that geeky guy who tries too hard to get girls because he thinks women are god's gift to man. He's a smart guy who likes to talk shit out of his ass. He uses his smarts to make it out like he's this charismatic man who can pull any girl, but really, he internally panics and runs away whenever he actually gets close enough to one.
"You'd be too scared to even touch her," I tell him. "Or talk to her."
"Well it's not like you could do better," Jimin sassed at me. "Mister I'm-no-virigin-but-haven't-had-sex-since-my-first-time— which was when? Two years ago?"
"Hey, at least I've had sex," I quipped.
It was about two years ago at my first ever university party, and it was with a girl I didn't even know or like— and I can't even remember what she looks like, in all honesty. My first time was a drunken one night stand and I regret it. Terrible experience.
I never went to a university party after that because I didn't want to make the mistake of sleeping with a girl whose name I don't know or whose face I won't remember. Plus, I don't really like to drink anyway, so I saw no point in going to parties. The people there were also not my type of crowd.
"Pfftt!" Jimin rolls his eyes at me. "Sticking your dick into a vagina for barely a minute hardly counts as sex; you're practically a virgin. Plus, it's been so long."
I frowned, hitting Jimin in his stomach with the back of my hand, making him wheeze a little. "Don't say that so loud! I shouldn't have fucking told you that."
Okay, yes, it was a terrible first time experience because I practically came within a minute after doing a few thrusts, but come on! I was a horny virgin and it was my first time!
But that experience is another reason why I don't talk to girls. I'm too embarrassed I'll blow my load too early if things get that far. My hand does the job anyway. Don't need a girl to be happy.
I hear Jimin's squeaky laugh behind me as I walk back to the drive-thru section, and when Siri is in my sights, I see her bobbing her head and mouthing the lyrics to the song playing in her car. She then perks up when she notices me, and she's smiling so brightly again.
Why does she smile at me like that? And what's with the butterflies I'm feeling?
"You're back!" she beams.
"Uh, yeah, I'm back." I start counting the cash to make sure I have the right amount of change for her.
"Hey, so like, happy meals come with a little toy or surprise, right?"
"Yep." I was blunt with her since Jimin put me in a slightly fouler mood. Plus, I wasn't exactly a huge fan of hers.
"Can people choose which one they want?" she asks me next.
"Not usually. We just grab whatever and chuck it in the bag."
"Well can I choose what I want? Pretty pleeease?"
I sighed, feeling annoyed with her even more. She's obviously the type of girl who always gets what she wants, and I can see how does it. She either uses her looks and charms, acting so sweet and alluring that you give in straight away, or she annoys you till you give in to her demands. Clearly the latter is working on me.
I finished counting the cash and handed it over to her with an irritated expression. "Which toy do you want?"
"Can I get you with my happy meal?"
I stare at her with my eyes wide and my mouth a gape, blinking multiple times to try understand what she just said. "W-what?"
"You. Can I get you?"
My mouth opened and closed like a fish as I didn't know what to say. I was gobsmacked once again. "M-me??" I point to myself.
"Yeah, you," she giggles.
"Why?" That came out a little harsher than I intended, but Siri didn't seem to mind.
"Coz I think you're really cute and sweet."
She said it was like the most obvious thing in the world?? And her eyes looked so soft and her smile so warm and... genuine?? What the heck?? Does she really think that of me?
And how could she even call me sweet? She's barely even spoken to me! And I'm pretty sure I haven't even been that nice to her throughout this whole interaction.
"Can I get your number?"
My jaw dropped. Wow, she's bold!
She wants me? Seriously??
No, there's no way one of the most popular and richest girls at uni is asking me, a dorky looking guy who works at a fast food restaurant, for my number. She can't actually be interested in me. We're total opposites! She's all pink and bubbly, while I'm dark and quiet. There's no way we'd even work. Plus I can't stand her.
She's never even glanced my way when we happen to be near each other by chance in the library or in the uni cafeteria— or anywhere for that matter.
This is so random that it has to be some kind of joke or bet she's done with her friends to get a geek or nerd 'cause there's no other logical explanation for this.
Is that why she's here in the first place? To try get someone like me so she can blab to her friends how a soft geek can be all putty in her hands?
Fuck that! I'm not going to let her use me for her own amusement where she'll just mock me later. Who the hell does this girl think she is?
I really disliked her now, and I definitely wasn't interested in her. I was also offended that she thinks I'll just give in to her and say yes if she flutters those pretty eyes, gives me a sweet smile and calls me cute. I'm not one of those nerds who are a pushover. Just because I'm quiet and awkward doesn't mean I'll let someone boss me around.
I frown at her and sternly tell her, "No. I'm not interested."
For a split second, her smile dropped and there was hurt in her eyes, and in that moment, I almost wanted to apologise for being so blunt.
But then her smile came back as soon as it went. She chuckles as she takes her change from my hand. "That's okay. I'll try again next time."
"What??" I blurt out with surprise as I stare at her. Did I hear her right?
She doesn't say anything, just smiles and gives me a wink before she drives toward the next window to receive her food.
I stand there stunned and very confused when she's gone.
There's going to be a next time??
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