Jennie is all alone.Well, that can be said in two ways. One in her personal life, cause she grew up without any love and support, but we will not talk about that since it will end with lots of pathetic water work.
Instead, today, we will talk about the second one.
She is the only one working the store today, the sky is dark and the hours are late, the time ticking dead Two o'clock in the night. Usually in quiet days like this, one of her coworkers always stays and lingers around here and there so the one working wouldn't be alone in the shop.
But today, everyone is busy. And yesterday, she was brave enough to claim that she can work alone. But now that she stands behind the counter, barely one costumer roaming the shelves to get some late night snacks, she kind of regrets her life choices.
At least there is only one hour left of her shift and then, Hyunjin will arrive for his shift. She will bumble herself out of this store and run towards home that instant.
Well, more like catch a bus cause she's broke. She just hopes she doesn't miss it.
A ting on the counter brings her back to reality and she looks up to see the last costumer standing in front of her. She immediately starts scanning his items, her eyes fluttering up to sneak a glance at him.
He is tall and have extremely soft looking hair. He is wearing a black mask, a jacket thrown over his hoodie. She must give it to him, cause his fashion sense is kind of very expensive.
It reminds her of a certain someone. A man so tall and dark, always clothed in something that will no doubt cost her whole year pay.
Look at her, being nosy and sneaky again.
It's not that she envies them. No, Jennie is someone who will be truly happy for you even if she wanted that same thing for a long time. It's cause of how she was raised.
She never got attention from her uncle no matter how hard she tried. The things she always dreamed of, she watched them being gifted to Yeri all throughout her childhood. The difference on how they both were raised in the same house, one that rightfully belongs to her.
And in that traumatic place, it's the maids she will always be grateful of. The reason she turned out right, even after being surrounded by the greed of her aunt and uncle. The maids who have worked with them since the time where her parents were alive, they took her under their watchful wings and though that didn't stop the hurt and bullying, she managed to turn out better.
Glancing up again, she freezes a bit when she finds him staring right back at her. Her eyes doe out, cheeks slowly tinting pink at being caught. Looking right back at them now, his eyes are kind of different. One of them has a mono lid, a small mole darkening the middle of his waterline while the other is double lidded, his irises round and pretty.
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Cigarette And Condom || J.Jk
Fanfic-In which a tall and intimidating tattoo artist, wrapped in the inks of tattoos and piercings, a total heartthrob of the town is utterly head over heels and wrapped around the small fingers of the tiny little chaotic cutie who works the night shift...