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Park Jimin has started working as a delivery boy at a restaurant, but the owner of the flower shop across the street seems to hate him, running away from him every time he sees him. What Jimin doesn't know is that he suffers from great sh...
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⇝―What are you saying? ―Jimin looked at his boss as if he was drugged.
―What you hear ―he shrugged. ―Look, customers are customers, which becomes money for my restaurant... ―he commented, handing him the bag with the order. ―If he wants them to take it to China, well, we'll have to... but luckily for you, he's only here in front.
―Hmm... doesn't it seem strange to you, hyung? ―he hesitated, taking a look at the flower shop, from the window.
―A little, the boy wouldn't stop stuttering ―he explained. ―This is the first time I've taken more than two minutes to take a phone order ―he joked. ―But he sounded very adorable... ―he looked at the time on his wristwatch. ―Okay, lots of talking! Come on, moving because time is pressing!
Jimin had only heard one sentence from the owner of the flower shop, and at no time did he remember that his words hesitated, on the contrary, he had been blunt. Although, it could also be his employee, the boy with the rimmed glasses, with whom he still hadn't spoken a word... yet.
With a sigh, he crossed the promenade where the two stored were, passing the wooden benches, until he reached the Petal flower shop. He opened the door and some bells announced his arrival.
Inside, and behind the counter, there was only the boy with the thick-framed glasses, who smiled almost as soon as he saw him arrive, standing up to greet him.
―W-Welcome to flo-flower shop Pe-Pe-Petal ―he greeted and Jimin smiled back. So, yes, that was the guy his boss had spoken to on the phone. He agreed on the connotation of adorable.
―Good afternoon ―he bowed. ―I bring an order for... Taehyung? ―he hesitated, checking the name on the bill. Kim nodded, pointing to his chest.
―I-It's m-me ―he informed him.
―Oh, good ―Jimin put the bag on the counter, taking up his reading, to check that everything was in order.
―It's two individual servings of jjangjamyeon and one serving of radish kimchi, right?
―Y-Yes ―he agreed again.
Park handed him the voucher for the brown-haired to sing for having received his order, and he took advantage of that moment to take a look at the store. It was, without a doubt, beautiful, with a nice combination of beige and navy blue on the walls, and an incalculable variety of flowers of all kinds. His gaze stopped when he caught a pair of deep eyes watching him from behind a large vase of lilies. Jimin noticed how restless they became, being discovered, stirring and pretending they didn't see him at all. The black-haired guy snorted, not understanding what was wrong with the owner of the shop to behave so strangely with him.
―C-Can I pay with m-my ce-cell phone? ―Taehyung spoke, moving his cell phone to get Jimin's attention back.
―Yes, of course ―from his red work jacket, he took out a portable machine, in which the guy was able to make the payment successfully with a couple of taps. ―Thank you very much for your purchase, and have a good day ―he said goodbye, bowing to both of them, showing with that gesture that he knew the blond was there, even though he was hiding.
With a strange sensation in his chest, he left the place, leaving behind the sound of the bells and the intense look of the owner of the flower shop.
On his part, Yoongi fell into his chair, placing both hands on his chest, to prevent his heart from flying out of there. His face was as red as the roses in the display case and Taehyung was laughing from where he was, as he took the food containers out of the bag.
―He-He's s-so much prettier in p-person ―the brown-haired commented, bringing his portion closer to his boss, along with a pair of disposable chopsticks.
―Pretty? ―Yoongi denied, dissatisfied with the adjective that his colleague chose. ―He is... just... perfect... I mean, not only is he very beautiful, but his voice is like velvet, so soft and melodic, I don't know if he was speaking or singing a song ―the blonde's emotions were bubbling, making him speak more than ever. ―And his hair, oh my! He looked so bright, at least what little he could see outside of the cap... even in those work clothes, he looks so amazing, like a magazine model...
―Y-Yeah, y-you g-got really b-bitten by the l-love b-bug ―Taehyung teased, elbowing him, before returning to his chair, to attack his noodles.
―Agh... I'm pathetic... ―he shook his head, but without erasing his smile or the blush on his cheeks. ―He's so unreachable, it hurts...
―H-Hope is the l-last thing y-you lose ―he encouraged, a little bean sauce smearing the corners of his mouth. ―C-Cheer up, hy-hyung! ―he raised his fist for him, with a smile and determined expression.
―It's crazy to even try ―he murmured, knowing he wouldn't have him in his shop like that day again.
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