Green Tea and Rainy Days, Don't worry I got this

Chapter 1

This was the third job she had been turned down for today, the second cup of hot tea that she had forgotten about and let become too cold to drink, and now the third time someone had power walked into her shoulder. Only this time she was on her ass, in the middle of the wet sidewalk, with cold tea dripping down her front and all over her phone. It was at this point that she decided 'yes, this is an acceptable place to just lay down and die for a minute....or maybe an hour'. She paid no mind to the other citizens walking around her and just tilted her head back and let the rain soothe the stress from her face. At least she did until someone, she's betting Satan, shielded her with an umbrella and offered her a tatted hand up. She followed the hand up to find a face obscured by a snap-back and a light rain sprinkled hoodie. A slight smile pecked out from underneath the shadow his attire created. She decided today wasn't the day to deal with a possible serial killer so she bypassed the hand, grabbed her phone, and made her way to two feet. Then of course one of her heels breaks and she's left with either walking (read as limping) to her apartment or walking back barefoot. Instead, she just looks down her drenched blue blouse, past her black pants plastered to her legs and to the broken heel. She calmly takes them both off and chucks them at the nearest brick wall, glaring hard as the other heel breaks. She hears a small chuckle from behind her and snaps. She starts to storm away, just wanting to sit on her balcony feeding her stomach some damn green tea, not deal with life or weird strangers.

"You want a ride?"

She would know that voice anywhere. She listened to that voice almost every day, and now the owner of that voice just so happened to be back in the states, in his hometown, on the same street that Aurora decided to act like a moron. She sighed and hung her head in shame as she fought the urge to slap herself to see if she was still awake. Her apartment wasn't that far and honestly, she would rather walk off a cliff into shark-infested waters than humiliate herself any further. She turns slightly, her rain-soaked hair covering half her face, and shakes her head. God, she probably looks like the girl from the ring. The less Jay fucking Park remembers about her the better. She turns again to power walk away, probably into oncoming traffic, she's not sure yet. She gets as far as half a block before a very nice, very out of place, car pulls alongside her. The passenger window rolls down as she continues to walk.

"I realize this is hella creepy but are you sure you don't need a ride? It's absolutely pouring and freezing and might I add you did get into a massive argument with your shoes. So your feet must be killing you."

'Very good points Mr. Park' Aurora thinks as she comes to a stop alongside the car, 'but there's still one problem'. She pointedly looks at the interior of the car, then at the drowned rat style, she was sporting, then shakes her head again and resumes her walk. She hears the car turn off and a door open and close before she is once again under an umbrella sheltered from the rain.

"Well, I'll just walk with you then. You look like your not having the greatest of days."

Aurora doesn't say acknowledge the statement, just keeps her eyes forward as she walks alongside Jay. Which was just bizarre. Why would Jay Park insist on walking with her? Was he filming a show right now? Aurora took a quick glance at her surroundings. 'Hmm, no cameras' she thinks. Maybe once he got her in a secluded area he would have his wicked way with her. She coughed slightly to try to lessen the red flames that engulfed her face. 'Get real Aurora. You probably looked absolutely pitiful and he felt bad for you.' So lost in thought she didn't notice Jay taking off his jacket until he draped it around her shoulders, making her jump out of her skin and grind to a halt.

"Sorry you were shivering," he says chuckling, stopping with her.

She looks at the jacket around her shoulders then peeks up at Jay's face, well his lips really cause why not. She can see him gaze back slightly amused from her peripherally. She's pretty sure she might faint at any moment. Giving a slight nod in thanks she turns to continue walking. Of course, that is when her stomach decides to sing the song, at all octaves no less. Aurora threw her hands in the air as Jay motherfuckin Park laughs his ass off. 'Of fucking course. Of mother-fuck me -course' Aurora thinks as she tries poorly to speed walk, i.e run away but Jay grabs her arm before she gets too far. She could still feel him shaking from laughter through the grip he had on her. Through his big, strong hands, attached to a very muscular arm, connecting to-. Jay snapped his fingers in front of her face. Jerking back slightly she hopes desperately that he thought she was staring at his tattoos and not the very solid piece of muscle that could probably pin her against a wall and- 'Focus Aurora'. She peeks through her bangs to see him smirking, god those lips, knowing she failed.

"I was asking if you wanted to get something to eat?"

'With you? Hell yes.' she thinks but shakes her head instead, walking away from him before he asked again. 'I wouldn't be able to pay for food anyway' she thinks as Jay runs to keep up with her fast pace. She would love nothing more than to eat a solid, hot meal, but she has this thing about people paying for her, and by thing, she means to say she hates people paying for her. When and if she can afford something she will, until then she can suffer in silence like the grown woman she is and not be someone's charity case. As she very stubbornly convinces herself that she's a bad bitch and don't need no man, she sees her building up ahead and picks up the pace even more, suddenly very tired. Jay keeps insisting they get lunch all the way up to the building steps, where she stops and turns toward him, glancingly seeing him one step down from her. Keeping her eyes trained to the ground, she takes off his jacket and bows deeply to him while holding the jacket out. She doesn't straighten until she feels the weight leave her hands.

"I take it that's a no to lunch?" he laughs out, smirk and amusement ever-present.

She smiles at the ground a bit and shakes her head. If she didn't know any better she would say he was flirting with her. She bows again and turns back towards the glass door of her building and steps inside. As she turns around one last time to see him still standing there, she makes eye contact with him for the first time, offers a smile and a wave, and then heads up the stairs to her apartment on the second floor.

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She sits on her balcony with a cup of tea, swathed in a blanket, still somewhat warm from the long bath she took earlier. The moon was starting to rise as Aurora sat there watching people make their way home for the day. She kept her mind blank since she stepped into her home but sitting here in the semi-quiet night had the day's events flooding back. All the stress, disappointment, fear, Jay Park.... she almost convinced she made the whole thing up in some sort of hunger delusion. If it wasn't for the slight earthy scent Jay carried with him, that she swore she could still smell, she might have succeeded. 'Whatever,' she thinks as she stands up to go to bed 'It was a thing that happened'. As she lays down and starts falling unconscious, exhausted from the day's events, she thinks 'I should have kept the jacket.'