"𝙏𝙤𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙪𝙥, 𝙨𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩? 𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙡, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙜𝙤 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨"
~~~..........~~~
Seokjin's POV:-
The way the word 'Bitch' is written on the back of my restaurant with a heart decorating the top of the 'i' oddly reminds me of my stepdad and my mother, whenever she used to write a firing letter for an employee, she used to mention at least one bitch with a heart on top of the 'i'.
"Is that heart trying to signify how diligently they came into our restaurant?" I look at Yoongi who removed his jacket and used it as a barrier and picked up a piece of glass shard fallen on the ground, I smile and look at the broken glass of the back window intently, oddly reminding me of myself.
"You bet" I murmur and take a cardboard box lying carelessly from the side and toss aside my jacket over my shoulder and use it as a barrier from the piercing glasses and pick it up slowly "We need to complain to the police and claim the insurance of this as soon as possible"
"I will not file a case" Yoongi looked at my face with shock and I just stared at the piece of the glass shard and picked it up throwing it in a clank inside the cardboard "Why would you not do that? It is hell no shit what goes in your brain"
Yoongi said aloud but my thoughts were stuck on something else, it was not a break-in for stealing something, it looks much like a hurried break-in to get some food "Some bacon and some croutons were missing"
I heard Jimin's voice shrill through the quiet sunrise of the day, he went to check the inventory before I came here so I did not see him, he looks quite like a good figure.
I stand up from my squat and dust my jacket out of the sticky prickly dust which had shone upon it "Did you just say croutons?" Yoongi followed my suit by doing the same to his jacket and wearing it back on "See that is the reason I will not file a case, it looks like someone was really hungry" I say or rather mumbled in the quietness around us and see the hole which decorated the glass windows at this moment.
"Nice shot I would say" Jimin chuckled at my statement knowing very well how my calmness would tick off Yoongi's aggressiveness "You better get your ass ready for some good beatings"
Yoongi muttered under his breath for me to hear it and left from there not before ruffling his son's hair "I still don't get what pleasure he gets from ruffling my hair like this" Jimin whined while undoing the messy work of hair which Yoongi left before going inside the restaurant.
"You want to tell something?"
"How do you know I want to tell something?" Jimin was quick-witted to know someone else's feelings, and I might be too open with my emotions for him to see it "I just- was it a bad idea to give a restaurant ad on a teenage website?" Jimin shrugged his shoulder and smoothened out a hair that was falling on his face.
YOU ARE READING
𝑬𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒎
FanfictionJungkook a divorcee of two years gets haunted and foraged by his abusive ex-husband, he just needs to flee from the grasp which once held him and never let him go. Now, What if he finds the business tycoon's young son Seokjin who was once his boyfri...