𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎 [yoongi x Reader]

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Its   9am. the alarm goes off.

"ugh.."

i look at my clock

9am, September 12th, 2019. Tuesday

"i dont wanna stand upp!"

but ill have to.. i need to go to the convinience store before i go to work.

*20 minutes later*

im almost at the store, its 9.22am i need to be at work at 10. i think i can do that. i open the door of the store and the same bell that rings every morning when i enter blesses my ears once again.

"hello miss kim!"

"hello miss kunci."

miss kunci is a nice foreign old lady. as nice as they come. she always gives away the last cents that people are short of. maybe thats why her store isnt doing well.. i grab some kimchi and instant ramen

"thats 3,65 please"

"take 4 miss kunci"

"ah y/n youre too nice!"

"i take it from you miss!"

i leave with a smile. i feel bad for the woman, no children, her wife died 3 years ago too. poor woman, she used to be friends with my father in school. i check my phone '9.55am'

oh sh*t!

i run towards the bar i clean at. its not the best job but at least i make money.

i arrive to an angry mrs. wang. i look at my watch '10.12am'

"im sorry mrs wang!"

"its the 4th time in just  1 and a half weeks! i cant keep employees that come late! i need you to get your stuff and leave please"

...

"youre fired miss kim. sorry."

sorry my ass

mrs.wang is the complete opposite from miss kunci. a mean old lady that thinks her son is the world. chanbi is always flirting with me. at least thats over now. i go to the back and get my stuff, back at the front i leave the key and walk toward the door when someone stops me from behind, i feel my wrist being hold so i turn around. its chanbi, i frown.

"y/n! i will miss you darlin!"

i turn back to the door to not give him any last bit of my attention. i walk towards my home when i see a new girl in this town, she wants to open an app on her phone, i wonder how long it will take her to realize the only thing we have close to electricity here is calling someone over the home phone. no thing like youtube, netflix, tik tok,..  just.. renting movies, reading books and calling mother. ive lived here since i was 5. sometimes i wonder whats going on in the world that i dont know of.

finally. im home. i sit on the couch. what do i do now? i could call mom but she lives in soul with my brother and dad. i never made it out of here and they dont know how hard it is to find a job here after youve been fired. people talk, very fast. i get a book from my shelve and read it, half way through it i hear my home phone ring. "what?" noone ever calls me?

i walk up to it and pick it up.

"h-hello.."  how do you talk over the phone? what do i say? "uh.. this is kim y/n.."

"sweety? its eomma."

oh my mama!

"eomma! i wanted to call-"

"im not calling for chit chat y/n. this is about your appa"

"appa?"

"hes been feeling very sick for a while.. this morning he.."