The Rich Man's Son

Chapter 12

"Why are you two covered in bandages and-omg, Jimin! Is that burnt skin?!" Jin rushed to the younger who had a cloth surrounding his burnt skin.

"Well, if Yoongi didn't have to be such a stubborn kid for not letting me cook the whole time, we wouldn't have been going to work with wounds." Jimin said sarcastically.

Yoongi shots an unpleasant look to him. "I said I was sorry!"

Jimin just rolled his eyes and went to prepare to open the café.

Jin looked at Yoongi with concern. "Have you eaten yet, Yoongi?"

Yoongi shook his head. "No, I haven't. I'm so hungryyyy."

Jin frowned. "Well, you should definitely eat something. Don't wait until your shift ends. You need to keep your energy up."

Jimin, overhearing the conversation while preparing for the café's opening, stiffened. He quickly busied himself with the coffee machine, trying to hide his reaction.

Later, as Yoongi was taking orders at the counter, Jimin walked over and placed a snack in front of him-a sandwich and a drink.

Yoongi looked at it, puzzled. "Uh, Jimin, what's this for?"

Jimin tried to sound indifferent. "It's a snack, obviously?"

Yoongi raised an eyebrow. "Are you actually being nice to me? I'm impressed."

Jimin rolled his eyes. "Don't get used to it. I just don't want you collapsing from hunger in the middle of a shift."

Yoongi smirked. "Well, if you're so concerned, maybe you should cook for me more often."

Jimin shot him a glare. "Keep dreaming. I'm not turning into your personal chef."

Yoongi chuckled as he took the snack. "Thanks anyway. I guess I'll eat it. Can't let this opportunity go to waste."

Jimin huffed. "Yeah, yeah. Just don't get crumbs everywhere, alright? I'd rather not deal with a mess."

Yoongi nodded, taking a bite of the sandwich. "Got it. And thanks again, Jimin."

Jimin turned back to his preparations, trying to hide a small smile. "Just don't think this means we're suddenly best friends or anything."

Yoongi grinned, "Wouldn't dream of it. But, hey, this is actually pretty good."

Jimin shook his head, "You're unbelievable."

*****

As Yoongi was in the storage room, sorting through some boxes and trying to tidy up the clutter. His attention was caught by a dusty, red box hidden behind a stack of old supplies. Curious, he reached out and was about to open it when Jin walked in.

"Yoongi, what are you doing with that box?" Jin asked, his tone a mix of surprise and mild annoyance.

Yoongi looked up, startled. "Oh, hey Jin. I just found this box and was about to see what's inside."

Jin hurried over and gently but firmly closed the box. "That's the box of old uniforms and personal items from the previous owner. We don't need to go through it right now."

Yoongi raised an eyebrow. "Why not? It looks like it's been sitting here for ages. I thought it might be interesting."

Jin sighed, trying to keep his tone light. "It's just old stuff. We're trying to keep things organized and not clutter up the storage room with unnecessary things."

Yoongi shrugged, a bit put off. "Alright, alright. I was just curious. No need to be so protective."

Jin softened a bit but still maintained his firm stance. "I know you're curious, but some things are better left as they are. If you need to clean or organize something, there are other tasks that need attention."

Yoongi sighed, brushing it off. "Fine, I'll leave it alone. It's not like I was planning to dig up any secrets."

Jin gave him a small, reassuring smile. "Now go to work now, Yoon. Jimin needs you there, girls are swooning again."

Yoongi nodded and gave a small, apologetic smile. "Ugh again? Do I have to scold those girls? Aish." He says, walking out the door.

As Yoongi walked away, he couldn't help but feel a bit curious. The box had piqued his curiosity, and he was so sure that he'll over think it the rest of the day.

****

"Joon?" Jin called out his boyfriend while he was busy making food in the kitchen.

"Yes, pumpkin?"

"We need to get rid of that box soon, Joonie. Or you know? Place it somewhere here inside?"

"What box? Oh, ohhh, that box. You sure? It's kinda dirty, you know me and my germophobic self."

"Yoongi found it earlier this day."

Namjoon stopped cutting the onions. "What?"

"You heard me, we gotta throw it out."

"But it's Jimin's."

"Look at me right now in the face, what if Jimin found out about what was inside the box hmm? He will go straight away to his mom for sure, he would hate me, Joon! I can't-"

"Baby, you're over thinking it again. Jimin won't hate you."

"What if he will, Joonie? You know how that kid is, he's kind hearted and all but if someone lies to him, he'd go nuts."

"That's true. Just put it somewhere safer, not just in our apartment, babe. That box is crustt musty, it wouldn be good though if you clean it-"

"And get my hands dirty? Waahhh, no thanks! Too handsome for that."