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Jimin remembers when he first met min yoongi.
It was such a slow shift at his cafe job in seoul, a dark rainy day actually seeming to push customers away from the establishment. Jimin wasn’t sure if he should be glad he wasn’t being yelled at by inconsiderate customers or not to be glad because he was bored out of his mind.
He was leaning on the counter, scrolling through instagram, his hand pushed into his cheek, liking every few posts, chuckling lightly when he came across one of taehyung’s new pictures, liking and scrolling on his way.
Someone coughed awkwardly and jimin fumbled with his phone in panic and it fell over the counter in front of the strangers feet.
“Oh my gosh, im so sorry sir,” Jimin babbled as the man bent down and got the phone.
“No worries.” the stranger muttered lowly and handed jimin his phone.
“Thank you- oh my god, i cracked it-”
“Maybe you should have paid closer attention.” the man interrupted and jimin flushed in embarrassment and scowled at the man, finally able to look at the man’s face.
If it wasn’t for the fact that the man in front of him was scowling at him, jimin might have found him rather cute.
“Well excuse me, we’ve had slow service all day today, i wouldn’t expect someone to actually come in, especially near closing.” jimin huffed and the man in front of his rolled his eyes with a sigh.
“Look, can i just get an americano? I don’t have time for this right now.” The man looked at him with a tired gaze. Jimin noticed the bags under his eyes and the slight dullness in his eyes. Just as he ordered, the man’s phone began to rang.
“Yes. Yes, babe- Im on my way right now- seok-ah i just ordered- the guy at the register looks like he might stab me-” with that last line the man looked over at jimin and jimin glared at him. He looked away and continued his conversation with ‘seok-ah’. “Fine. hyung will get something for you, what do you want? Of course i know- im implying to get something different-” the man hummed. “Yeah im gonna choose something for you. Bye seok- nope. Too bad. Love you bye.” the man shut off his phone and stuffed it in his pocket.
“Sorry, can i actually add something to the order?” the man asked.
“Why not just get your girlfriend what she wants?” Jimin asked, punching in the order for the man.
“Boyfriend.”
“Oh.”
“You got a problem with that… jimin?” the man squints at his name tag and looks back up at jimin, glaring knives at him, ready to defend himself, and probably actually fight jimin on the spot.
“No not at all. My friend’s dating someone but he won’t say who, but we know it’s a dude.” Jimin waved off. “Anyways, what do you want to get for your boyfriend?”
“Do you recommend anything? He likes sweet things.” The man asked, glancing up at the menu.
“Well, my friend always get this peppermint mocha or some shit everytime we have it in store and he loves sweet things.” jimin suggested and the man looked at him.
“Seok gets that everytime-” The stranger stiffened and looked at jimin accusingly. “Wait a second. Are you park jimin? Like, the park jimin?”
Jimin looked at the stranger in confusion. “ ‘The park jimin?’ what the hell, do i know you?” jimin crept back just a smidge.
“Jung hoseok’s best friend, park jimin? Wow, you’re kinda smaller than he described.”
“Wait a second then you’re the guy that...” Jimin stared blankly at the man, trailing off.
“...that’s hoseok’s new boyfriend…” the man finished for him. “Listen, if he finds out you know, he’s going to actually murder me, so he best not find out that you know.”the man pointed at him in warning.
“What the fuck? No! Why has even been hiding you from us? We’ve done nothing but try to make hoseok happy!” jimin glared. “What the hell even is your name? You don’t seem to fit his type?”
“Ouch. im min yoongi, and what the hell do you mean ‘im not his type?’ as far as i know i fit the card pretty damn well compared to who you tried to set him up with.” the stranger, that he now knows as ‘min yoongi’, asked back, clearly offended, scoffing and rolling his eyes.
“The person i tried to set him up with was a literal god, excuse me.” Jimin said, also clearly offended.
“okay , you know just get me the americano and the damn peppermint mocha. I really don’t have time for this.” yoongi said, pulling money out of his wallet and slamming it down on the counter. “Seriously don’t let him know you know, take in consideration how i might actually die.”
“You won’t die.” Jimin rolled his eyes and took the change as yoongi wobbled over to the serving counter.
“I think you mean you wont die.” yoongi huffed and pulled his phone out, digging his chin into his scarf.
Jimin rolled his eyes and go to working on the order, moving around the kitchen, mulling over the fact that this was the guy hoseok went after. He seems like such a big asshole, and he’s far from what hoseok liked. Seriously, who did this guy think he was to tell jimin what to do-
“i can hear your thoughts, asshole.” Yoongi piped up from the counter. Jimin threw him a glare over his shoulder as he began to start the process of making the mocha.
Jimin turned back to his drink making, replying to yoongi. “Why isn't he telling us about you? I mean, sure you seem like a dick, but apparently not enough to where he'd dump you.”
“I'm gonna be honest, I don't know. I guess he just wants to wait on introducing us?”
“He could just tell us that instead of hiding it.”
“Right. Yeah, just give him time okay? I know, I know. Why take advice from a guy you just met about a guy you've known longer?”
“Exactly my question.” Jimin chirped viciously. He heard you find sigh.
“you know how he can get. He gets all closed off. Especially if you stray too close to what he's still tender on.” Yoongi muttered, his hands folding on the counter as he stared down at them. Jimin stared at him for a moment, taking in the man before him.
He looked like he was talking from experience. It was a little bit too softly spoken. Jimin could feel a small hole in his heart for the man.
And that was pity.
Jimin wrapped up the drink, sliding them over to yoongi.
“Okay, okay. I'll back off and give him time. Maybe… maybe out in a word or two for me okay? Advise him that we just care that he's happy.” Jimin slowly said, yoongi looking up at him with a small smile.
“Thanks jimin.” He started to walk towards the door, turning around on his heel as jimin watched him. “Hope to see you around more.”
And with that, he was gone.