The Waitress

Papers & Rejection

Yn's POV

Opening my eyes, I laid still in my bed
watching the sunrise through the window. My thoughts drifted back to my conversation with Jungkook. I thought he would call back but unfortunately, he didn't.

Dragging my body towards the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror tracing the bruises I got from Andrew and Leonardo. They're slowly fading away and it is not as dark as it was before but it was still visible if you would look closely enough.

After taking a quick shower, I got dressed and headed downstairs as quietly as I could, since Mr. And Mrs. Han are still sleeping. It's still pretty early but I have to go early as I'm opening the diner and also because I can't even go to sleep no matter how hard I try.

Putting on my coat, I headed outside and suddenly got slapped by the cold harsh wind. I continued my journey towards the diner and occasionally rubbed my hands together to get some warmth.

As I reached the diner, my eyes caught a black SUV parked right in front of the diner with a few men wearing all black standing close behind the car.

Nervousness overcame my body , as my mind advised me to go back and act like u never saw anything but a small part of me wanted to go and check who it is, so that's what I did.

Hesitantly walking towards the front door, the men acknowledged me and bowed their heads, making me frown.

Are they Jungkook's  men? If they are, then I should have recognised them but they look all unfamiliar to me.

Unlocking the door, I dragged my cold body inside wanting to be away from those men . Once I was inside, I saw the car's door open. I squinted my eyes together wanting to see who it is but the man who I assumed was a bodyguard blocked my view.

Once the bodyguard moved aside, my heart started to leap with the excitement and at the same time with anxiety.

I quickly turned my back pretending to be busy while my whole body turned with anticipation. He's here but why?

My hands gripped the counter really hard making my nails go white as I tried to support my shaking figure. A warm hand caressed my shoulder making me turn towards him .

" I want to talk, my love" Jungkook said taking my cold hand into his and dragging me towards the table and I followed him like a lost puppy.

Pulling a chair for me, Jungkook took papers out of his back pocket, while making  eye contact with me the while time.

Did he sign them? I just hope he did.

"D..Did you sign them?" I questioned him stammering, which made him smirk slightly, but I saw it.

"Yes, I did" , he responded, looking straight at my soul, making me squirm as I felt naked suddenly, in front ot him and also scared that he might see the fading bruises on my cheek that I didn't cover much.

" What it is for, rose?" He inquired l, crossing his arms making me eyes snap at him and that's when I noticed how tired he e looked. His hair was a mess and his bloodshot eyes had bags under them  but he still looked handsome anyway.

My mouth went dry as my brain couldn't think of an answer  to say.

" It's nothing you should worry about, Jungkook" I snapped at him, making me feel worse. I hated being mean to him but i had to, that way he would stop asking questions that I don't even have answers to.

He sighed rubbing his forehead. My eyes watered just by looking at him. He's going through it.

He leaned in closer taking my hand in his.  " Please come back home," he whispered begging and this time my tears flowed down like a broken dam and i couldn't even control them.