As the morning rush hit the café, Jimin stood at the counter with his signature smile, greeting each customer with his usual charm. The line stretched out the door, and it wasn't long before the customers started flirting with him, dropping compliments and playful remarks.
Jin, Namjoon, and Yoongi were stationed behind the counter, observing the scene unfold with varying degrees of amusement and irritation.
Jin, leaning casually against the counter, watched Jimin's interactions with an amused smirk. "Look at him, soaking up all that attention like a sponge. It's like he's running a flirtation workshop over there."
Namjoon chuckled, shaking his head. "He really does have a way with the ladies. I swear, if he gets any more compliments, he's going to need a bigger ego."
Yoongi rolled his eyes, clearly unimpressed. "It's disgusting. I can't believe he's actually encouraging this. Does he have to flirt with everyone who walks through the door?"
Jin raised an eyebrow. "Oh, come on, Yoongi. He's just being polite. You're just jealous because you're not the one getting all the attention."
Yoongi scoffed. "Jealous? Please. I'd rather not be caught in a web of sugary compliments and forced smiles."
Namjoon grinned. "You know, I bet Jimin's secretly plotting to have all these people fall in love with him just so he can have a fan club or something."
Yoongi snorted. "If that's the case, he's succeeding. Look at how they're practically swooning over him."
Jin shook his head, still watching Jimin with a teasing smile. "I wouldn't be surprised if he's secretly making a collection of all the phone numbers he's getting."
Namjoon laughed. "Oh, definitely. I can just see him with a drawer full of numbers, ready to call them up when he's bored."
Yoongi glanced at Jimin, who was now laughing at a particularly cheesy pickup line. "It's like he's in his own little bubble of admiration. It's nauseating."
Jin nudged Namjoon. "Hey, we should get Jimin a 'Flirt of the Year' award or something. He's definitely earned it."
Namjoon nodded, grinning. "I'll make sure to put that on the to-do list. But only if we can get him a trophy shaped like a heart."
Yoongi gave them a sidelong glance. "You two are unbelievable. I'm going to go stock the napkins or something. I can't watch this anymore."
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Jin was in the café's storage room, rummaging through boxes. He emerged with a roll of fairy lights and a determined look on his face. He marched over to Jimin, who was busy wiping down the counter.
"Jimin, we're decorating the front of the shop with these lights," Jin declared, holding up the lights with a flourish.
Jimin glanced at the lights and then back at Jin. "Decorating? Are you serious? We don't even have a ladder. How am I supposed to put these up?"
Jin waved his hand dismissively. "Just stack some chairs or something. It'll be fine."
Jimin raised an eyebrow. "We can't stack the chairs. They're wooden and unstable. Plus, I'd rather not risk breaking them-or my neck."
Jin was insistent. "It's not that high. You can do it."
Jimin shook his head. "No, really, we need a ladder. I've been telling you, we don't have one, and no one around here has one either."
Jin's frustration grew. "Come on, Jimin. This is important for the shop's ambiance. We have to do it."
Just then, Yoongi was sitting in a corner of the café, intensely focused on his phone screen, playing "Pou." Jin and Jimin exchanged a glance, and an idea seemed to spark between them.
Jin leaned in with a mischievous grin. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
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Jimin wobbled slightly under the extra weight. "Careful up there!"
Yoongi snapped, "I'm not the one wobbly. It's your shoulders that are shaking."
Jimin retorted, "Maybe if you didn't weigh a ton, I'd be more stable."
Yoongi grumbled back, "I'm not a ton. Besides, I'm not the one who got us into this mess."
Jin watched from the side, trying to contain his laughter. "You two look ridiculous. I hope you know that."
Yoongi shot him a glare. "I'd rather be ridiculous than stuck playing 'Pou' all day."
Jimin added, "Yeah, and I'd rather not be a human ladder. My shoulders are going to need a massage after this."
As Yoongi struggled to reach the top, he accidentally tangled the lights. "Great, now the lights are all knotted."
Jimin sighed, "Fantastic. Just what we needed."
Jin, still watching with amusement, piped up, "Hey, at least you're getting a workout."
Yoongi muttered, "I didn't sign up for a workout session. I signed up to help decorate."
Jimin tried to keep his balance while adjusting the lights. "Well, if you're done complaining, maybe you could actually help instead of just hanging around."
Yoongi shot back, "Oh, sure. Let me just climb down and do all the work while you stand there and supervise."
Finally, after a lot of bickering and laughter from Jin, the lights were up, albeit a little crooked and tangled. Jimin and Yoongi both looked exhausted but relieved.
Jin clapped his hands. "Perfect! Now the shop is festive."
Jimin glared at Jin. "I hope you're happy. This better be worth it."
Yoongi, stretching his legs, added, "Next time, just hire someone. This was a nightmare."
Jin chuckled, "Oh, come on. You guys did great. And thanks for the help."
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The Rich Man's Son
FanfictionMin Yoongi, a spoiled bratty boy, got sent to a crappy apartment that was linked to a small coffee shop downstairs. Mr. and Mrs. Min was worried that Yoongi won't live on his own without their help. They decided to send him off as a punishment to h...