delivery boy!JunxReader like in BoomBoom?
not sure if you still wanted the spy thing or just delivery boy but i’m going with the latter if that’s okay :)
also thanks for sending in this request !
Title: Shot In The Heart (& You’re The One To Blame)
“Settled in good?” Soonyoung asks me as he flops onto his bright red couch. I give a slow nod, gentle fingers softly parting the curtains as I take in the view from outside. It was my first time in Korea with my best friend, Soonyoung, and I had to admit, it was a beautiful place.
Soonyoung watches me for a moment, before going back to the television. “Pretty?” He questions, and I let out a chuckle. He knew me well. “Very,” I hum. Wind blows through the open window, and strands of hair fall into my vision. Tucking them behind my ear, a loud ‘vroom’ catches me by surprise. I watch, as a jet – black haired climbs off his motorcycle, a large parcel in one hand.
His hair is sticking up a little oddly from the helmet, but still, I take a step away from the window when I find myself blushing. He’s cute. His wide dark brown eyes search the area before he makes a decisive turn towards the house opposite ours. For a moment, I think he catches me staring, but then he looks away just as quick and I can’t tell.
“Looking at something?” Soonyoung joins me beside the window, seeing the back of Cute Delivery Boy slowly fade into the distance. A grin tugs at my best friend’s lips, “Hey, that’s Junhui!”.
I clear my throat suddenly, and Soonyoung glances at me. I shake my head to tell him ‘I’m fine’ before saying, “You know him?”.
“Delivery guy. Been passing me my parcels ever since I moved in. Don’t know him well but -” Soonyoung folds his arms, leaning against the white walls. “Some people say he’s a delivery boy by day and a hella good dancer by night,”.
He makes a weird sound resembling an explosion and wiggles his fingers in time with it. I can’t help but snort. “Pretty cool if you ask me,” His gaze shoots back to the guy’s motorcycle. “Or maybe he’s a kpop idol trainee trying to earn some pocket money,” He shrugs, passing me a grin.
“Oh,” Is the only response I can form. Soonyoung strides over to the kitchen, muttering about cereal and some other thing. Just as soon as the delivery boy gets back to his motorcycle, I duck away, moving to help Soonyoung with lunch instead.
“I – uh – I didn’t order anything, I think,” I stutter, flushing in embarassment as I blink rapidly at the guy in front of me. From afar, he’s cute, up close, Junhui looks good. Like really. And tall. Very. He’s wearing a black snapback, that’s just not quite the same colour as his hair, and has a black coat on that frames his broad shoulders nicely.
And all that was not helping with the clarity of my speech whatsoever.
Soonyoung wasn’t home, and I was guessing it was his parcel. Junhui smiles at me almost knowingly, like he knows the effect he has on me. “I know,” He smiles, “You’re not the usual guy I meet when I deliver something here. Are you new?”. Instantly, I scrunch my nose up, shaking my head.
“No I just – he’s – I’m staying here with him,” I glance down at the cardboard box in his hands.
“Oh,” His eyebrows knit together a little, and I immediately wonder why. “Well okay, if you could just sign here for your boyfrien-”.
“He’s not - !” I exclaim, even though I’m used to people mistaking Soonyoung and I for a couple. Calming down a little, I laugh it off, “He’s a best friend,” I explain. The frown disappears. “Okay,” His eyebrows shoot up in amusement, “Sign here for him maybe?” He holds out a pen.
I do as told, and am about to thank him and close the door when he wedges a foot between the door and us. “Actually,” He looks me straight in the eyes, and it takes everything in me not to stumble back at the intensity of it all. Stupid, ridiculously, charming good – looking guys I groaned internally.
“There’s one more thing, that I think you ordered,”.
I tilt my head in confusion, “Are you sure? Because I’m sure I didnt,”.
His smile only gets wider, and for some reason, it makes my heart skip a beat. “Well, I’m sure,”.
I shrug, doing the sort of chuckle where you breathe harshly through your nose. “What is it?”.
“My heart,” He says without missing a beat. This time, I flail so quick my forehead hits against the door, and I yelp in pain. I can’t quite seem to focus on the pain when my mind was literally racing as fast as my heart, and the redness on my cheeks was increased tenfold, much like my embarassment.
His round eyes go even bigger in concern, and he catches my arm when I almost trip again. I bite down hard on my lower lip so as not to scream because in what part of my plan or my day was this scheduled to happen I had no idea.
“Sorry,” Junhui lets go after a while, “Too much?”.
My laugh comes out a little strangled, and his eyebrows quirk at the sound of it. “Maybe,” I breathe.
“I’m sorry,” He extends a hand, “I’m Junhui by the way. But you can call me Jun. I just thought you seemed cute, and well, nice. So I just wanted to get to know you, and well, I was wondering if you wanted to go out,” He says all this smoothly, although when I shake his hand, I can feel the slight tremble and suppress a smile. “With me,” He finishes.
“I – wow, I’m sorry I just – I mean like sure, I’m uh – y/n,” I pull away, hoping to god my palm didn’t feel as sweaty as I thought it was. “y/n,” His eyes sparkle at that, “Pretty name. It suits you,”. Could this guy get any smoothe- “How about tonight? If you’re not busy?”.
I jolt in my spot as my train of thoughts get abruptly cut off. He looks at me a little worriedly. I sigh, “Sorry, I’m just really nervous,”. Crap, why did I tell him that?
Before I can correct myself, he lets out a chuckle. “It’s okay. It’s kinda cute, really,” Jun gives me a wink, (wow, okay, that’s kinda rude just stealing my heart like that.) “See you then? I’ll drop by at 8,”.
I hum, taking in a deep breath. “Maybe,” I tease, “Perhaps. If I don’t forget,”.
He clicks his tongue at this, before holding up his index and middle finger tightly together and doing a short wave, “I doubt you’ll forget,”.
And as he walks away, with a big grin hidden from my sight, all I can do is shut the door. He’s right.