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"And you thought I wouldn't get the job hyung!"
"Jungkookie, my little bun, apple to my eye, child birthed from my-"
"Please get to the point here Jimin!" Not this again, Jungkook pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration, stalking out of his room to the living room of his and Jimin's flat. Not at all surprised to see his other best friend, Taehyung sprawled out on the couch munching on cereal despite it being 3pm. With a shrug he throws himself down beside Taehyung, head landing just beside his thigh, hand already braced out to catch the cushion Taehyung so nicely tried to smother him with for almost spilling his cereal.
"YAH! You brat what happened to hyung?! That's Jimin-HYUNG to you. Honestly children these days! No respect for their elders. Just because you grew a couple inches doesn't mean you can walk all over me. Or pick me up and move me just because you can! Or force me to be the little spoon on movie nights I am your elder not a giant teddy bear! And get this phone back to your face Jungkook I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE DOING!" Jungkook winced at his hyung screaming down the phone at him, interrupting the perfect lip sync he was doing to a gleeful Taehyung hiding his giggles between spoonfuls.
"Sorry hyung, but you are going off track here. You are meant to be congratulating me for my new job. And don't you lie, you love being a little spoon you pout if you aren't". A deep sigh travels down the receiver but Jungkook knows there is a small smile gracing Jimins lips.
"This argument is not over, but back to the point. Do you even know where this waiter job is? What the place even looks like?"
"...uh..its near campus..?" Jungkook braces himself, face already scrunched waiting for Jimin to process his words, mentally counting it out the seconds in his head.
'Three.'
'Two.'
'One.'
"JEON JUNGKOOK YOU DID NOT GET A JOB AT A PLACE YOU HAVE NEVER SET FOOT IN OR KNOW WHERE THE FUCK IT IS ARE YOU SHITING ME?! THIS IS GOLD! HOW DID THEY EVEN HIRE YOU?!" Jimin's cackles down the phone causing jungkook's anger to rise.
"Yeah well I still managed to get the job and I bet you I will keep this job and become one of the best waiters there and I will serve the shit out if you and you will be blown away!! So suck my left nut HYUNG!"
And with that Jungkook hangs up on Jimin, throwing his phone to the floor for added effect. Taehyung nudges Jungkook's head with his leg to get his attention, looking up he finds Taehyung's brow quirked and an evil glint in his eyes.
"Nice bet you got there Kookie. I'm holding you to it. Also you better run when Jimin gets home, he's gonna kick your ass for that."
Once the anger has left Jungkook he realised what he just shouted down the phone to his hyung. Shit. Taehyung is right if it's one thing Jimin hates in this world is abrupt ends to phone calls, it's by far the stupidest thing in the world but they have both been on the receiving end of an upset Jimin demanding to know why they thought cutting him off would help. Being that his hyung works part time as a personal trainer on the side of a dance major, Jungkook does not want to be stuck in a choke hold demanding for an apology. With that Jungkook makes a start for his room only to hear the front door open. Shit. Trying to act as composed as possible he leans on the hallway wall, arm propped up to hold his weight and one leg crossed over the other. Plastering a smile on his face he greets Jimin as he toes of his shoes.
"H-Hello Hyung...ho-how was class? Wow your hair looks good! Did something new? I'msorrypleasedon'tkillme". Jimin just sighs and waves him off a small grin tugging on his lips at Jungkook slowly turning more panicked from his silence. Jungkook yelps his thanks and scurries off into his room not trusting Jimin to stay so forgiving.
Today is the day. His last lecture finished at noon, and with a little help from Naver maps and a few wrong turns Jungkook found himself outside the café of his new job. The café itself was very unassuming, nothing outwardly it stand out from any other cafe he saw on the way here. Pushing the door open the smell of sweet cakes and bitter coffee hits him. Jungkook blinks at the sight before him. Then again twice as hard. Looking at his phone to show that, yep this is the right place. To say this is what Jungkook expected would be an understatement. The tables were perfectly set, white cloths covering them to the floor, each with a vase and rose in the centre. The customers of the café were not out place, many of them dressed in business suits making Jungkook feel very much under dressed in his basic white button up, ripped skinny jeans and timberlands. Shit Jimin would be laughing his ass off if he was here. He can't back out now there is a bet involved and Jungkook is not about to fail just because he landed a job in what looks more like a fancy tea house than a dull café the outside showed.
'Just breath Jungkook. You got this. You never lose. You are at the top for your game. You are still standing in the doorway like an idiot' .
"Excuse me sir?! Are you going to keep standing in the doorway or not? I've been asking for your name but you keep staring at your phone, are you lost? Need directions?" Jungkook was finally snapped out of his inner monologue by a deep gruff voice. Well shit Jungkook is even more fucked, this guy is beautiful, his mint hair should clash with the suit he is wearing but the black pinstripe looks flawless on his small frame. His eyes are sharp as they scan Jungkook up and down waiting for his answers.
"uuh". The mint haired man crosses his arms over his chest leaning more on his left leg, clearly waiting for a more detailed response. "I-uh-I just got a job here? Waiting staff, I'm Jungkook this is my first time actually seeing this place its… different". A chuckle escapes the mint waiter.
"Pleasure to meet you Jungkook, I'm Yoongi head server and your boss out here on the floor. I should have expected you but, I am surprised to put a face to the name". Yoongi takes this time to look Jungkook up and down, eyebrow quirking when their eyes meet again making a small blush to rise up Jungkook's neck. "Follow me I'll introduce you to everyone and get you measured up for a suit, as you can tell this isn't a normal café. No Timberlands here sadly".
To say Jungkook feels a little out of his depth is an understatement. Having to wear an apron everyday was something he was prepared for but a full suit while carrying coffee? He can only pray that he doesn't spill anything on himself or god forbid a customer. Does he even have enough money for a suit? Maybe this wasn't the job for him. Taehyung's words ring loudly in his head as he follows Yoongi further into cafe, a bets a bet and there is no way Jungkook is going to lose this one. Maybe the thought of seeing Yoongi each shift is keeping him here but there is no way Jungkook is going to tell Jimin and Taehyung about this when he gets home.