Good Luck Jungkook

Genuine Chance

Jimin hummed gently as he walked up to the still closed shop, shutters down, protecting the delicate glass behind it. Finally, he was at peace with what happened the previous night. His apartment was now empty and sou was a part of him but he was in peace that way.

He was ready to start a new beginning with the start of a brand new day. With that, he wants to open the cafe. With a jump, he smacked the wooden sign hanging from a metal pole stuck into the building's wall. Just as he reached into his back pocket he froze.

Jimin left the keys with Jungkook. "I knew I should have made duplicates, crap..." Jimin bit the inside of his cheek as he looked around at the shops interior. He needed to get in somehow so maybe if he just found a weak spot he could manage something.

With two tsks leaving through his plump lips. He stepped backwards and tilted his head to the side. A cheeky grin appeared as he noticed a neatly parked bin right next to a window. Jimin's able to repair one small window so breaking it won't be much of a bother for him.

Jimin grabbed a heavy rock before climbing on top of the bin's lid. With one swoop of the arm, he broke through the glass, only having the shop's alarm go off and blare into his ears, nearly deafening him and lose his balance. "Crap, I don't remember how to knock off the alarm."

Jimin stuck his arm through. The broken glass and forced it open, allowing him to crawl through without getting stabbed with any sharp and broken glass shards. With only the upper half of Jimin's body fitting through the small window, he couldn't push his booty through. "You can't be serious..."

"J-Jimin?" Jungkook stuttered frozen when he found Jimin's body jutting out from the wall. He was so startled that he didn't even care for the alarm going off in the background.

"Jungkook? What are you doing here?" Jimin queered. He was even more confused about why he was dressed in a pair of torn shorts and a faded print shirt with holes now appearing.

"Um... y-yeah... I was just-"

"Are those pyjamas..?" Jimin interrupted, he couldn't help but stare at the younger's attire. It's something similar to what he would wear to bed so he couldn't help but ask. It wouldn't make sense as to why he would dress like that going to work.

Jungkook took a quick look down and found himself embarrassed about his wardrobe. There's no way he can get out of a situation like this. He was going to get found out.

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"You what?! J-Jungkook, that's awful!" Jimin cooed as he gently stroked the back of the younger's head as they sat together on what was Jungkook's bed the previous night, the break room's sofa.

"I-I'm sorry... I'm sorry for freeloading off of your wealth... Please don't fire me I can't lose another job! I'll die- I-I just can't..." Jungkook teared up. He didn't want to cry. He didn't want to show his weakness but everything came pouring after more time has passed as Jimin tried his best to console him and make him feel more at ease.

"Jungkook... I'm not gonna fire you. I wish you would have told me sooner. I would have never let you walk out of here if I knew you were just going to sleep on the streets." Jimin explained, rubbing Jungkook's back to try and soothe him down. "Could you have not gone to a shelter?"

"They're full... it turns out it's dangerous to stay in them too. It's easier to fight against frostbite." Jungkook whimpered as he traced different kinds of patterns with his finger on his legs a calming mechanism.

"Then stay here for the night. You can sleep in the employees' room. I'd invite you to stay with me but-"

"D-do you mean it? I-I can stay here?" Jungkook's eyes grew wide as he looked up at Jimin with hope.