The cold breeze that seemed to follow you to work was getting more unbearable and taking in your surroundings, you figured that the walk to work would last a good other fifteen minutes. Your best bet would be to call your co-worker, Jimin. However, knowing him, he was probably already at work, always being good with schedule. You were the exact opposite, maybe unintentionally but it still happened. Something between your coffee machine breaking as you dried your hair with a white towel or just scrolling on your phone losing track of time. Jimin was used to this, always covering for you which you always thanked him with a failed attempt of latte art and a cookie that you couldn't sell because it was baked the day before. And he always accepted your thanking with a warm smile.
Thoughts clouded your mind as you looked at the time. Seven thirty A.M. Work didn't start until seven forty five but going fifteen minutes earlier never hurt anyone. And a talk with Jimin didn't sound like the worst thing ever now. A loud honk could be heard through your earbuds and you take them off looking behind you to spot a familiar car. Namjoon's car. He was the boss, alongside Yoongi and you appreciated both of the men and how ambitious they were. Yoongi had opened 505 at the young age of eighteen and Namjoon was more than happy to help him with the work. Even though Namjoon was also a businessman he loved checking on the shop here and there, always showering his employees with compliments and small gifts that cost him nothing. The man was filthy rich, it kinda made you doubt where he got the money. Yoongi adored coffee and worked his ass off to rent a place and open his own shop. He also produced music which he seemed to enjoy a lot. The day when you and Yoongi got quite drunk on a work party was the day he had told you all about his business life and you could only wish to be half as ambitious as the short beautiful man.
Namjoon had on his blue suit, tie around his neck as he opened the door for you and you went in, appreciating the warmth of the beautiful car. You wish you had been born into nepotism sometimes, maybe if you were quick enough you could reincarnate as his baby.
"Good morning, princess. You seem very cold, jesus you're fucking shaking." Namjoon said and leaned to the backseat, grabbing a long scarf and throwing it to you, although he didn't pay much attention, looking back straight at the road immediately. You nod, fixing the scarf around your legs which felt numb by the cold and turn to him.
"Thanks for the scarf. I'm cold as hell, it's okay though. I'll invest in a warmer jacket sooner or later heh." you clear your throat and his dragon eyes catch your eyes for a second and he looks away almost immediately with a frown.
"How about we get you a jacket now? My treat." he offers and you almost choke on your own spit. Part of you was screaming no, you didn't wish to be pitied and for your own boss to buy you a fucking jacket, but you knew that he would still do it and how could you say no to a warm heavy jacket to accompany your walks to work and school.
"I don't want to be a bother." you blurt out quickly and he rolls his eyes quickly but you catch it and chuckle lightly. Cute.
"I literally said my treat. Come on, the mall's not that far from here." he replies and you nod in defeat, whatever Joon wants, Joon gets. You were used to this at work, he was like a lawyer. Always arguing with Yoongi and making clear points until they talked it out with alcohol.
"Okay, but I'll pay you back." you say and he shakes his head no. Was he serious?
"Shh, that's nothing to my wallet. You're a working college student, I think I win this argument." he sighs and you stay quiet.
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By the time you and Namjoon had picked out the jacket, drove to work and finally arrived the time was one hour past your original working hour and Jimin was at the counter, chirping like a bird with upcoming clients. You enter with Namjoon and he shoots you a look that said "What the fuck happened?" You place a finger to your lips, quieting him before the clients turned to you.
Joon followed behind you to the workshop where you guys baked and the locker room that served as a changing room, and kind of like a closet for Jimin. The shop was huge, not exaggerating at all, the inside of the shop was maybe 1500 to 2000 square feet and was always warm in the winter, and chilly during summer. It had an outside area and a smoking room inside, for people who wanted to smoke but didn't wish to freeze their asses off. The locker room was maybe 700 square feet and you could definitely furnish it to be a house if you ever went broke, and if Yoongi ever allowed you. The answer leaned more towards no. Connected to the changing rooms were showers and a staff only bathroom that smelled so good.. for a bathroom? Jimin called you weird at first but you catch him going to the bathroom once every ten minutes to lather his hands on the expensive soap Yoongi purchased every once in awhile. You were lucky to have this job, you had seen the job offer in a newspaper while desperately looking for a job as you were
One)New in town
Two)A college student
Three)Had zero previous experience.
But in Namjoon's eyes you were perfect for the job, and not even two minutes into the interview he shot Yoongi a glance, which at first you thought meant bad because after doing that they both told you they'd call you soon. You had no expectations but they did just two hours later, asking if you could come in the next day. You happily obliged and as much as the first day of work tired you, going out with Jimin that same day made you love your job. A year later and you were still happy to come into work, as long as your ass wasn't freezing. Yoongi and Namjoon paid well, they were both crazy rich and they appreciated their worker's efforts in everything. And they showed it in their own small gestures.
"Yo, goon what the fuck are you up to?" you hear Jimin's voice and jump to surprise before turning to him with a glare. He helped you tie your apron around your waist and then looked at you with a look that demanded answers. You sighed and replied
"Nothing, Park. Namjoon saw me walking to work and saw that my ass was freezing, and then offered to drive me to work, since he was coming too. Two birds one stone, y'know?" you reply and tie your hair up as to not get any hair on anyone's order and Jimin points to the bag that you were shoving to the locker when he came. Knowing Park Jimin, he would most definitely assume something and as much as it annoyed you, it didn't look good. Rich boss drives you to work after buying you an expensive ass fucking coat. Yeah, nope.
"Shush." you reply and Jimin doesn't seem to let it go, blocking your exit demanding an answer.
"Namjoon bought me a jacket. You happy?" you angrily huff and shove past him and he looks at you confused of your sudden outburst. There wasn't much wrong with it, however the last thing you wanted was rumours all over the shop, there were plenty when you had just been hired. Some of them being as ridiculous as saying that you had fulfilled Namjoon and Yoongi's threesome fantasy for a part in 505. Which was completely wrong, and very gross in their behalf. Joon and Yoongi seemed to ignore that bullshit however you once overheard them laughing at the fact that there were threesome rumours and it took all in you not to slap both of the men across the face.
"Listen, I'm so sorry.." Jimin whispered in your ear as you took an order. You thanked the person and had them take their seat as you prepared the drink.
"Don't call me that, Park." you glare and he rolls his eyes biting your arm as you smack his face away.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" you try to whisper but it comes out in more of a whisper yell and Namjoon glances at both of you as he rolls his eyes.
"I'm not even allowed to bite my own best friend." Jimin tries his best to act offended and you groan
"You're a fucking kid, you know that?"
"I'm older than you."
"Well, I'm wiser."
"Well you both need to shut the fuck up." Yoongi says flicking you both in the forehead.
Shit.
(A/N: Hi everyone! My name's Marina and I'm the author of this story. I don't have a set "romantic" relationship set for this story just yet so bare with me because I'm gonna let my character explore before I find the guy that has the most chemistry with her. I hope you enjoyed this, please vote and comment if you did!!)
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RomanceYou are a college student, working at a bar ran by two businessmen, people you had to yet understand because one second they were at each other's throats and the other they were making business plans. But you couldn't be happier, well, until the fi...
