Yuna was on her way to pick me up for the interview under Yoongis request since the boys are all busy.As I got into Yunas car she smiled and greeted me, driving away from the house. "Have you eaten yet today?"
I nodded and smiled, lying right to her face. I didn't want her to worry. I texted Yoongi just like he asked as I was on my way. He didn't respond but I didn't expect him too.
Once we arrived Yuna smiled and held my hand. "Calm down. Just be yourself and honest. If you don't get the job there are plenty of cafés and bakerys near here."
I thanked her and got out of the car, walking inside the warm and familiar café. There was a few people around at tables eating, so I went up to the counter.
"Hi.. I am looking for the manager.." I nervously stated, trying my best to not let my voice shake. "Ah you must be Chaeyeon? I am the manager."
We went over to sit at a small table and she pushed a few papers my way.
"First I need you to fill the page out with your information. Because we are so desperately in need for workers, it's very unlikely you won't get this job. And I believe I have seen you here more than a few times, yeah?" The older lady stated and I nodded.
She leaned in closer to me. "I am aware of who the seven boys are. Also, only me and my boss have access to this paper so it's okay."
I nodded and continued to fill it out, putting emergency contact as Yoongi and backup emergency as Yuna.
Once I handed the paper back she smiled and looked it over. "So you are 19?"
I nodded with a smile. After a bit of talking and her getting to know me she nodded. "Would you like to start training today? We could really use your help."
Being desperate for a job, I agreed to anything she had me do.
By the end of the day, I was taking people's orders at the front desk. It wasn't that hard, other than the occasional rude customer.
It was the last hour of the day and just when I thought my day was going great, two faces walked in. The only other staff were either in back or cleaning, so I had no time to flea before their eyes caught me.
The second the brothers made it up to me they smirked. "Well well, look what we have here. Find yourself a job did ya? But oh no! Where is that hero of yours." Taewon chuckled as he leaned over the counter.
I started to shake and scratch at my wrists behind my back, failing at hiding my fear. "I h-have restraining orders against b-both of you. You need to leave immediately." I stuttered, not making eye contact with either of them.
Taewon backed away a bit as my ex-boyfriend leaned over, making me back up quickly. "Oh yeah? Do you have those papers to prove it?"
"N-not with m-me-"
"Well then I would like to order a black coffee with a chocolate donut please." He gave a cocky grin as I had a small idea.
I cleared my throat and spoke in a loud voice, making everyone in the shop hear, including the manager who was no in sight. "Sir you are both rapists. For the last time, I have a restraining order against the both of you, and if you do not leave now the cops will be called."
Whispers were heard by near by tables as the males looked pissed. The older lady who was my boss came up next to me and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Do we have a problem here?"
She could feel me shaking as I looked directly at her. "This is my ex boyfriend and his brother who both abused me. I have restraining orders but they don't want to listen. P-please call the police."
"Okay." She listened and grabbed the shop phone, making the two run away in a panic. Just then and there I collapsed, shooting myself into the start of a panic attack. The woman helped me off the floor and brought me to the back room, giving me a glass of water.
"Try to calm down while I call your emergency contact." She informed and went to get up but I grabbed her wrist. "Call the second one please. Yuna."
She nodded and ran out as I started scratching at my arms like there was no tommorow and the familiar nauseous feeling bubbled up. I struggled to breath and I got dizzy, grabbing onto the counter next to me.
Feeling completely unable to calm, my sweaty palms grabbed a fist of my hair, feeling tears pour out. The little headspace started to peak through but I resisted, but it got harder by the second.
The woman ran back in and told me Yuna was on her way, and told me to put my hands above my head to help my breathing. It helped a bit, but I still just couldn't stop. Flashbacks of Taeho and Taewon started flashing before my eyes and the dizziness increased greatly.
The managers voice was hardly audible over my heavy breathing, and the room was a giant blur. I felt a hand grab my arm and a screach in fear, but I had no energy to pull my arm back to myself.
-YUNA POV-
I ran into the café to not see anything, until a Customer sitting near the front desk said she was in the back. Without hesitation I ran behind the counter and found the mess of a girl and an older lady freaking out next to her.
I ran up and leaned in front of Chaeyeon, trying to get her to look at me. "Hey hey hey look it's me, it's Yuna. Look at me."
After a few seconds she finally lifted her head to meet my eyes. "Breath with me okay? In..... And out.... Your okay." I repeated a few times. After about five minutes her breathing was better, but she still shook with tears in her eyes, and I didn't fail to notice her bloody arm that the elder held.
I looked at the lady. "What caused this?"
"Two men came in and she was pretty calm but then told me she has restraining orders and to call the cops. The second I went to they ran and she just fell apart."
"Shit." I expressed, pulling the girl in for a hug. Surprised she didn't immediately slip into little space, I rubbed her back softly. She continued to cry and shake in my arms until I spoke.
"I am going to call Yoongi Oppa okay? Him and the boys should have just gotten out of work."
"No! D-dont tell him! P-please."
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The Introvert's Baby (LITTLESPACE AU)
FanfictionMin Yoongi, also known as Suga from BTS, was the introvert of BTS. He truly cared for his members but valued his alone time with his calm melodies. Of course as a kpop idol many things are kept secret from fans such as dating, family details, sexua...