Glass

Chapter 5

The month of March passes in a blur. A whole month without word from Hajoon and Dohwan. I'm starting to get worried. They never liked leaving me alone, so this must be something big. I'm getting jumpy from the worry of what it is that's keeping them from me.

I've gotten close with my bosses and their mates. Yoongi showed me how to do anything I'd need to do with my phone, how to work the counter, and Jin showed me how to place the deserts in their viewing case and the importance of separating the ones with blood and without. I thought he'd show me how to make them, but he said I didn't need to since he enjoyed making them and was here everyday.

Hobi was like a shining light in my darkest of times. He always knew what I needed before I knew myself. He would often help me make the coffees when we were swamped. Namjoon was still helping me with English. He's the best teacher I could have asked for. He knew how to explain everything in a way that was easy to grasp and understand. He would often read a book as I studied in the cafe. He seemed like an old soul.

I learned that Taehyung also went to college with us, but he wasn't able to get into the same art class as Jimin, Jungkook and myself. He was often at the cafe messing around with Hobi with his camera as he and I worked. Jimin and Jungkook spent most of their time with Taehyung as their hyungs worked at the cafe. Jin would often scold them into studying when he'd catch them goofing around on their phones, or giving each other whipped cream mustaches.

It was endearing how they all gravitated towards each other. A hand touch here. A peck on the cheek there, and even the smack on the butt when they think I'm not watching. They all included me as much as they could in their bantering, and were always respectful of me keeping my distance at times. The love they all shared so openly hurt to see at times, but it was all too beautiful to not feel butterflies in my stomach just seeing how happy they all are.

I didn't have any classes today, so Hobi decided to come by since I can handle the counter to help out with the delivery truck that came by. Two trucks to be precise. One for the blood that Jin was handling, and the other truck for the other necessities like milk and coffee cups and such that Yoongi and Hobi were both unloading since Jin was busy with the other truck.

I was cleaning the tables down with a washcloth since we were slow after a rush. It felt nice to breathe for a bit and to just clean. I was wiping the last table down when the bell chimes. I immediately rushed to go behind the counter to take their order.

It was a man and a woman. The man looked completely over it and like he wanted to leave. The woman was chatting excitedly—unaware of the man's disinterest. I can already feel a disaster looming over.

They ordered their coffees and they each got a slice of chocolate cake. I fixed their hot beverages and then finished placing their slices of cake onto the tray. I picked up the tray and I started to make my way over towards them.

I haven't mastered walking with a tray yet. I still have the habit of watching the drinks to make sure they don't fall. That was my mistake. I briefly look up to see the woman barreling towards me. The tray gets thrown onto me, and the burning hot liquid coats my sweater which makes it stick to my skin.

My skin was on fire. I go to take a step back to try to get away, but my foot slips and I land onto my butt. I was now sitting in the scalding liquid. I was panicking and I had no idea what I was going to do. I heard the door chime with the woman's escape. The man dashed over to me with an apology, but I was too panicked to say anything to him.

"Sana, are you okay?!" A familiar voice asks me with worry lacing their tone as they hold out their hand to me from behind myself. I don't like touching people, but I made an exception this time. I placed my hand into his and immediately felt calmer and soothed even.