so jungkook pushed open the cafe doors.
he sat down at table 6. what he usually does.
he looked down at the pastel menu before him, but quickly was confused when his ears where ambushed by the clicking of heels not belonging to yeona.
" welcome back, master! " he noticed that this infact was not yeona, and his blank stare gave it away to the girl before him.
"master? is something wrong?" the young girl tugged at her skirt, thinking she had had a wardrobe malfunction.
"ah hyo rim? " he picked his enthusiasm up and decided to have a good time.
" yes? how can i help you master? " her chest heaved a little, in relief that the mood had change. jungkook didn't notice this. he was always oblivious.
" where is.. uhghm.. where is yeona? " he tugged at his shirts collar, hoping that hyo rim would not get offended,
ah. so that was it. hyo rim should've never wondered what was wrong, for all three girls new yeona was his favorite. yeona insisted that it was juyeong.
"ah, she is out sick, master! so sorry for the inconvinience." she pushed a strand of her strawberry blonde hair back, and bowed deeply.
jungkook never wore that shirt again.
