Carpe Diem ; YGᨀJM

──── 01. Trust

Everyone around him seemed to direct their attention to the black-haired man followed by several guards. It was easy to hide how much this affected Yoongi, once again they had discovered something to gossip about and it would soon be in the media. Wow, his reputation would be in tatters again.

— This way, sir. We will take care of the entrance.

He lowered his head and was immediately invaded again with thousands of reporters and the flash of cameras. Everyone was waiting for answers, but he didn't want to stop to talk, as an important executive there were too many rumors and he hoped it wouldn't affect his business as well.

They leave the Namdeamun Building behind as the car began to move in the light drizzle. Min Yoongi seemed lost in the streets and in his memories; all he could think about was the memories of that night, his business being destroyed because of this incident...

"What was left now?" He wished the car would stop, he was starting to get dizzy.

— Mr Min?

— What... What's going on? — He muttered, waking up from his trance. — I really don't want to talk right now.

— Yes sir, I understand. We just wanted to know if we take you home.

"Home. Could you call that place home?"

He remained thoughtful with his hand on his chin and minutes later he decided on a place just a few streets away. It was ridiculous to go to that place at this hour, but his mind had to stop, although this visit could cause other problems.

— I can see the mountains from here. — Hyung-kyu commented amused as he leaned back on the counter watching his partner clean the tables, sticking his rear end into view.

— Hey, do you want to stop looking at my butt? If you like me just say so.

— Sorry, you know how Hyung-kyu can be when we're about to close. — Eun Bin, another coworker, left the kitchen hitting the guy's arm with a wet towel.

— I'm sorry, don't blame me. It's Jimin's fault for having very-

The bell at the entrance interrupted his words and everyone froze to see the wet body of Min Yoongi himself enter the store. Without saying a word he sat alone and sighed rather tired and annoyed.

— "God, this is so bad" — Jimin thought and pushed his two coworkers to the back of the kitchen. — I'll go talk to him, if he has that expression it's because something happened.

— And stay here as long as he pleases? No way.

— Hyung-kyu! He can hear us. — The girl muttered and made sure they stayed in the back.

Within a few minutes, Jimin appeared at the tables with a low sugar green tea. His movements were calm and friendly, the appearance of this brown-haired boy implied that he couldn't hurt anyone. Short in stature and sometimes a bit clumsy, he sat across from the older boy who looked at him asking for calm in his head.

He gave him the tea that didn't take long to calm him down, despite knowing him years ago, he never knew what that pale-skinned boy, long black hair, serious face, but surely with a good heart, could hide.

— Are you feeling better, sir?

— Jimin, we are out of the office. You don't need to be so formal with me.

— Sorry, I usually forget that detail.

That boy was not only his assistant but also a confidant. He looked at the guy in front of him and wondered how such an important person like him got caught up in such a scandal. At just 26 years old, Min Yoongi amassed a huge fortune and became a top executive running a high-profile modeling agency.

Meanwhile, Jimin was a simple, multi-skilled guy who worked his way up to the position of assistant, though he also held down a job as a barista at a coffee shop. At the age of 24, he was also in the spotlight, just like his boss, over time he managed to find out about his life, his love relationships and he believed, deep down, that they were friends. After a few brief minutes of silence, Yoongi finally got ready to tell the reason for his mood.

— The entire company has already found out, the media will soon put the scandal on the front page.

Jimin was suspicious of the matter but he wanted to hear from him before saying something

— Is because-

Jimin immediately threw a fork in the direction of the kitchen door, which was nailed perfectly and in the background someone was heard screaming and falling to the ground.

— Sorry, I have colleagues who are very interested in you too. Please go on.

Yoongi laughed and continued.

— They found out what happened with Taehyung. It's a very stupid thing, I wanted to keep my personal relationship outside of work, but...

"But Taehyung is the main model of the company and you fell in love like crazy." Jimin wanted to say that out loud but in the tone of the Yoongi's voice it seemed that he was very affected, he didn't want to know the details of the infidelity.

He perfectly remembers what that couple was like at work. Jimin didn't have such an important position yet and he used to see the two of them very happy, they had the habit of eating inside Yoongi's office, leaving the building together and trying to keep it discreet. They loved each other, that was indisputable.

But soon the looks in the office were no longer suspicious but just rejection. Many feared that, because of Taehyung's beauty and greed, he would not last long with Yoongi. And they were right.

In the meantime, Jimin didn't want to be mean and patted his hand a couple of times and smiled calmly.

— Don't worry, we'll find a solution. Don't give up yet. — His small blue eyes begged him not to let himself be drowned in sadness.

— Thank you Jimin, despite being so different I feel that you understand me better than myself.

"Perhaps... you and I are not so different from what you think."

The atmosphere became calmer and they talked a little more before they each returned to their homes.

— I want to apologize again. You guys were supposed to close an hour ago and I came to attack you at your job with my problems.

— Yes, next time come a little earlier. But you'll have to pay me back somehow. — He tried to be a little funny but the boy didn't take long to accept his proposal.

— I suppose there's nothing wrong with me asking you to lunch tomorrow, Mr. Park.

— Absolutely no problem. Rest well, Mr. Min.

With a more positive air, the cafeteria was empty and the car of the young black-haired man left everything behind. Jimin's coworkers walked out uncertainly and Eun Bin was quick to make a comment.

— Your boss is scary, although you can tell that he is different when he is with you.

— Isn't he being "too nice"? — Hyung-kyu inquired, arousing the curiosity of the rest. — I don't want to think that it's too early for him to fall for you, Jimin.

— He would never fall in love so soon. It's going to take a long time for him to forget about his old love. Besides... He's not my type.

With the darkness of the streets, the few lights that illuminated it and a hint of hope, everyone anxiously awaited what would happen tomorrow.

Maybe... Just maybe, things would work out this time.