Burning Bridges [N.J x Y.G angst]

Chapter 2

"Have a nice day!" The young boy at the counter smiles as he waves at the customer leaving the convenience store.

He looks at the his phone, realizing that it was 5:50. 20 minutes over the time he was supposed to be working. Just as he put his phone back into is pocket, a boy walks though the door causing the bell above to ring.

The boy was fairly short with black hair slightly covering his cat like eyes, a tired expression pressed on his face.

"Your a little late yoongi-hyung" jungkook giggles taking his work hat and clothes off switching it for casual clothes. Yoongi walks behind the counter clocking in, not bothering to change instead he settled on just putting on his hat.

"I thought I told you to drop the formalities" the old male says nonchalantly ignoring his coworker's funny remark. Jungkook frowns picking up his keys.

"Your no fun" he grumbles though not surprised yoongi was never the playful type, ever since he started working here he'd tried getting closer to the male but there's always been a wall he couldn't get past,"well I finished most of the restocking oh and Seokjin-nim will be stopping by sadly I can't stay longer today so give him my apologies please" he informed the other as he walking to the door

"Kay Get home safe and tell your mom I said thanks for the snacks" yoongi smiled slightly motioning to the snack tin behind him. Jungkook smiled nodding waving his friend goodbye as he starts his shift. Yoongi isn't so cold-hearted he thought smiling to himself.

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Yoongi stared blankly at the clock, allowing himself to rest on the counter as there were no customers and there hadn't been for an hour or so. He had already finished the restocking jungkook had started and ate a few of the snacks jungkooks mom made. He had only been here for 2 hours with 3 more hours left to go, he was extremely bored, left to his thoughts as he fought the urge to fall asleep.

When the bell above the entrance rang breaking yoongi's trance, he's focus snapped to the door watching as a tall boy probably in college like him but a little younger walked in. He had darkish brunette hair covering his eyes,unlike his,it was well kept and looked soft.

"Oh come onnnn joon loosen up!" One the two males accompanying the boy whined, yoongi just watched as they walked to the alcohol section dragging the sweet looking boy along he had a strong look of distain on his face.

"I don't drink and you both know I don't drink" he snapped yanking his arm out of the grip of the heart like smiling male

"Come on namjoon your 22 live a little not everything has to be about school and studying" this time the younger looking one from the two spoke teased earning him a deep glare. Despite them trying to convince the male he walked away to the ice cream freezer by the entrance. The boy behind the register found himself following the boy smiling slightly at the his cat sweater.

His friends grabbed their adult drinks and he grab a chocolate covered ice cream cone,they met at the front of the store. Yoongi picked himself up from the counter preparing to serve the trio.

"Good evening" he said grabbing the bottles scanning them before grabbing the ice cream package. He tapped some buttons before asking to see their ID of course yoongi doesn't think these guys would be stupid enough to think they could purchase any adult stuff without an ID but he had to ask anyways

"Of course of course" the oldest looking one fights a grin pulling his ID and the younger doing the same yoongi takes the cards verifying the two are of age, he gives the ID's back.

"4,200 won" yoongi says choosing to continue to stare at the screen instead of his customers, he heard the boy bicker about who was gonna pay

They were still fighting when the worker felt eyes watching him, he looked up to see the male he was observing earlier was staring at him well actually the picture of his cat on his phone(it was his wallpaper). Yoongi titled his head,"Do you like cats by chance?" The guy asked, yoongis eyes widened a little surprised by the question.