Choi Beomgyu🎸
I have to be honest, I'm worried about Yuna. She is way too happy after something like that. With the way she's smiling, she looks almost possessed. She's busy talking to Tae hyung, both of them laughing.
Ms Kim sticks her head out from the kitchen. "Aprons, people! Put them on, hurry." She tosses them on my face and runs back in.
Yuna steps forward and grabs one from my face with a smile. "Deep in thought, huh?" she says, tying the piece of black cloth around her waist. She grabs another one off my face and throws it to Tae hyung.
She then picks off the apron that's on my face, which I'm assuming is for me. "You do know that this goes around your waist and not on your face, right?"
"Huh?"
"Raise your arms up," she commands.
I do as she says. She reaches out and secures the apron around my waist. She leans in close. I hold my breath. She grabs the strings and pulls them, bringing me closer to her. I actually gasp out loud, one, due to her action, and two, due to her strength. Our bodies are inches apart. I look away. Her face is too close to my neck. I feel her breath. I still hold mine in. She aggressively ties my apron. She lightly taps my stomach once and smiles, looking up to me.
God, is she like this to everyone? I'm suing her if I drop dead one day due to the lack of oxygen in my system.
I cough. In her face, unfortunately. She steps away.
"You should go wash your face. It's unsanitary," I urge, very embarrassed. I drag her over to the restrooms and shove her inside.
"You just shoved me into the men 's restroom," comes her amused voice through the door.
I open the door and grab her again. She smiles, a knowing glint in her eye. I shove her into the woman's restroom.
What's wrong with me, goddamn it?
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It's been a few hours since we've officially opened. Obviously, we're a little low on customers. It is our first day after all, plus I don't think Ms Kim ever tried advertising much. Yuna's friends are all over at the cafè and have been for an entire hour. She's been busy with them, probably plotting some poor kid's demise. I wouldn't be surprised if a guy drops dead due to the lack of oxygen because of her and her shenanigans.
"...and I was telling her that, but she's like- hyung, are you even listening to me?" snaps Kai.
I jump out of my thought train. "Huh?"
Kai sighs. He gets up to grab a glass of water.
I rise to my feet too and start walking.
"Where are you going?" asks Yuna looking up from her phone that she's sharing with Ryujin. Who knows what those two are up to, giggling and cackling like witches with a devastating plot. Man, I pray for a poor child's soul.
"I'm just gonna go take out the trash," I say walking over to counter and grabbing the plastic bag filled with garbage.
"Beomgyu," she calls out.
"Yeah?"
"Take Jun with you while you're at it. You're taking the trash out right, so obviously he's a must."
Yeonjun hyung nearly snaps his neck as he wakes up from his little nap. "EXCUSE YOU?"
I shake my head, stifling a smile and walk out the door. Yeonjun hyung yelling at Yuna can still be heard across the street.
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