Blooming star

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"Come on, come on" I groan when I see that the bus is still nowhere to be seen, one look at my phone showing that I don't have much time to waste if I want to get to work on time.

It's going to be my first day, I can't afford being late!

It should have gotten here by now, yet as time keeps advancing with it still nowhere to be seen, I eventually have to come to the conclusion that it's not going to show up, I just wasted so much time and now I'll be late to the only job that accepted me, I'm so screwed.

Lost in a semi-state of panic as I try to determine the fastest way to get there, should I run or do I try calling a taxi? But then that would cost money, which I cannot afford, the sound of a bicycle coming to a stop next to me pulls me out of my thoughts.

I quickly look up from my phone, startled when my eyes fall on a handsome man already staring at me with what seems to be concern, does it show that much that I'm panicking?

"Are you possibly waiting for the bus?" he asks, his already deep voice hinting for an even deeper tone which captivates my ears, I haven't heard anything like it before, it's soothing, or it would be if I wasn't so nervous at the moment.

When I nod my head quickly, he shoots me a sympathetic look. "There's some construction around here so the trajectory changed, it won't come by this stop for a week or two" the man explains softly and my eyes widen, the news not ones I like hearing, it's such a bad timing!

"It can't be right, why today of all days..." I mumble anxiously, knowing full well that the man has no reason to lie, it's nice enough that he took the time to let me know instead of going on with his day without caring, I just would've preferred something along the lines of... it's always a couple minutes late, it should get here soon, that would have definitely been better.

I look at my phone again to see that I have only twenty minutes left if I want to be on time at work, I sigh and kick a nearby rock nervously, what do I do?

"Are you possibly... late for something?" he asks with a hint of concern in his voice and I nod, a dejected look on my face when I meet his gaze once more.

"It's my first day at my new job, to think that I wanted to get there early... Now I'm going to have to run, I can only hope he won't be mad if I do get there late" I mumble as I look around me to see if I can cross the street safely.

The man looks behind him and removes the bag from over his rear bike rack before settling it in front of him in a way that it won't fall. "Hop on, I'll bring you there so fast you'll be more than on time, you'll be early" he says with a grin, two huge dimples greeting my eyes as I gape at him in disbelief.

"I can't possibly ask that of you" I counter with a shake of the head, he must be busy already but he pats the space behind him once more with a kind smile, his eyes devoid of hesitation.

"I'm done with my first round of deliveries so I can drop you off before getting back to the office, I don't mind at all. If you worry about wasting my time, don't, I wouldn't offer if it was an issue" he assures me but I don't know... why is he being so nice?

When he sees my reluctance, he gently offers me a hand for what appears to be a handshake with a smile.

"I should introduce myself, maybe that'll put you more at ease" he chuckles with warm and bright eyes. "My name is Kim Namjoon. I'm a bike courier and my legs are made of steel" he says with a teasing tone, his jovial mood finally managing to put a smile on my face, he relaxes a little at the sight.