Sugar Rush

47

Namjoon groaned and looked out of the glass wall. The mall had long been opened and the poster of Seokjin that was there was replaced by some celebrity. He rolled his eyes. It's not like the celebrity was not handsome or dashing, but who could top Seokjin's beauty? He sighed and looked away. It had been two days since Seokjin left and without him, Namjoon's life felt empty. He felt like there was something missing, he was missing something or someone. Someone precisely. He didn't know if he should confess once Seokjin comes back. But what if Seokjin laughs at him and tells him that he was with Namjoon just because of his body and the contract. That would really break Namjoon's heart and it really scared him. Since his parents died, no one has even remotely shown him what being cared for feels like. Yes, he had three friends that had become more than a family, but he was the oldest of all and he had to take care of them all. No one had taken care of Namjoon like Seokjin did and losing him because Namjoon thought everything till now was love was not a good feeling. He felt like throwing up on the thought of being separated from Seokjin. He snarled at the photo of the celebrity holding a foundation bottle and looked away.

When the door of the cafe opened and he heard the jingle of the bell, he greeted the customer like a robot, "Hello, welcome to Sympho-" He stopped and smiled, "Oh, hyung! Hey."

Mew nodded, "Hi." He was wearing a black three-piece suit and shades that he removed as soon as he entered the cafe. Namjoon almost didn't recognise him because he had never seen Mew in something so formal. He looked like he would go directly to the admin office and buy the cafe in a second.

Namjoon looked at the screen of the tab in front of him, "What would you like to have?"

Mew narrowed his eyes, "Come out here for a second." Namjoon's eyes went wide, but he complied and went out of the counter to stand in front of Mew. Mew opened the button of his suit and tightened his fist.

"Ouch fuck!" Namjoon winced as a flat punch landed on his cheek. "What the hell, hyung!"

"This is what you deserve, you asshole!" Mew growled.

"Hyung!" Namjoon called out to him, "What would you like to have?"

Mew looked up. Namjoon was still standing behind the counter and his face was completely fine as well. Ah, he was daydreaming. He shouldn't have promised Seokjin that he won't do anything to Namjoon. "One iced Americano and a slice of meat sandwich for me and..." He looked back, "Tu, do you want something?"

Namjoon hadn't noticed the girl behind Mew. She was so small that Mew had hidden her entirely. She was probably in her 20s, holding a tab in her hand. Her eyes were wide but sharp, full lips, a perfect nose and her straight hair fell perfectly on her shoulders. The pink hue on her cheek and nose was cute. She was wearing a blouse and a skirt that fitted her body perfectly as she held her body with complete grace. She would almost pass as a Korean if her language was perfect. The girl, Tu smiled displaying her pearl white teeth, "I will have a Mocha, kha*." (*Khrab/Kha: Used when addressing someone formally. Equivalent to using "-shi" in Korean but can be used independently.)

Mew turned to Namjoon, "Mocha for her." He then realised something, "Ah, I haven't introduced you guys yet. She is Tontawan, my new secretary. You can call her Tu. She will come here from now on to collect my orders." He turned to Tu, "He is Namjoon. Our most trusted barista and P'Jin's love interest."

Tu's face became red and her eyes went wide. She turned to Namjoon and bowed, "He-llo." She said in broken Korean.

Namjoon chuckled, "Hello! I hope you are settling fine here."

Tu smiled and nodded, "I am. Thanks to him." She gasped, "I mean thanks to... daepyo-nim." She relaxed when Mew nodded apprehending her correct use of formality.

Namjoon smiled brightly, displaying his dimples, "Good." He typed the orders in the tab in front of him and then looked up, "That will be 5000 won."

Mew looked at Tu who immediately took out a card. She was holding that card between her fingers while giving it to Namjoon. Mew clicked his tongue, "Two hands, Tu."

Tu gasped, "Oh, sorry."

Namjoon nodded, "That's alright." He scratched the card and gave it back to Tu, "I'll get back to you in a minute." He went to the coffee station to make the beverages and told his coworker to make the sandwich. When he came back behind the counter. He was about to give the orders to Mew when he got startled by a sudden entrance.

"Sunbae! I am here." Gulf said as if announcing his presence.

Namjoon chuckled, "How was the paper?"

"Amazing!" Gulf cheered. "I knew all the answers, thanks to you. But I think I misunderstood one of the questions and answered it wrong but other than that, it was perfect."

"That's great!" Mew smiled brightly. So bright that Namjoon thought he would go blind.

Gulf turned to Mew, "Oh, I didn't know you were here. Who is she?" Gulf asked, pointing on Tu.

Mew wasn't surprised by the younger's attitude. He knew Gulf was very outspoken and always voiced his opinions without a filter. Mew smiled, "She is my new secretary. I am the new CEO of JM groups."

Gulf's eyes widened, "Wow! Congratulations. Does that mean, I would have to make an appointment to meet you?"

Mew chuckled, "Of course not. You can enter my office anytime you want. No one will stop you."

A throat cleared in the background and both of them looked at Namjoon, "Can you guys speak Korean when you are with me? It feels like I am watching a foreign-language movie without subtitles."

Gulf giggled at Namjoon, "Sorry, sunbae."

Mew rolled his eyes, "No, why are you sorry. If he wants to understand what we are talking about then he should learn Thai. Khn khi kong satt*." Mew said the last part in a low voice so that only Namjoon could hear him. (*Cheater asshole)

Namjoon narrowed his eyes, "What did you say?"

Mew just shrugged, "Nothing." he turned to Gulf and patted his hair, "I'll see you later, n'Kana*." He left the cafe, followed by Tu holding his coffee. (Kana is the nickname given to Gulf by Mew in real life. Form Kanawut to Kana)

Gulf blushed at the nickname and nodded. Namjoon sighed, "Wait in the break room, I'll be there." As Gulf went into the break room, Namjoon looked out of the glass window. He heard Mew correctly, and judging by his expression, he wasn't praising Namjoon. It was something else but he had already forgotten the proper pronunciation to ask Gulf what it meant. He sighed and shook his head. Maybe he is just overthinking stuff.

*Tu Tontawan Tantivejakul