min yoongi is a hoe ass bitch

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yoongi has really been getting on my nerves as of late. he texts me every hour of the day with bad puns and pictures of him shirtless. i don't really mind the pictures though. because god damn he is attractive. i mean like in a no homo way though.

the bad part is that while i'm at work my text tone keeps going off and everytime i turn it on to put it on silent my boss yells at me for "neglecting the customers". what the fuck does that even mean? this cafe is shitty and small, i don't even have any customers to neglect.

i quickly sneak my phone out of my pocket and turn off the ringer. i just manage to shove my phone in my pocket when the door opens and a rush of cold air flows over me. i look down at the register as the customer approaches and i ready myself to act like jung hoseok.

basically i gotta smile like the goddamn sun. "hello welcome to corner coffee may i ta-" i trail off in my speech as i raise my eyes to the customer. the smile drops from my face.


"hey babyboy"



oh no. fuck no. for fucks sake.



"min yoongi what are you doing here!" i whisper-yell, leaning over the counter to hide my voice from my nosy manager. "i'm just here to have a drink" he smiles innocently. "you fucker" i mutter as he laughs at me.

"what do you want?" i say. "what kind of customer service is this?" he smirks tapping his index finger on the wooden counter. "welcome to corner coffee, may i take your order!" i force a smile on my face as i glare at him. "could i have a large iced coffee please" he smiles kindly at me as i type the order into the register and he pays.

he then sits down at a seat by a window and smiles at me. the sun shines through his hair and god damn he looks beautiful. as the sun breaks through the stray strands of his hair and hits his eyes they light up. almost as if his eyes hold stardust.

i shake my head to try and clear my thoughts. i quickly make yoongi's order and grab him a chocolate chip cookie.i walk over to his table and give him his order and the cookie.

he spots the cookie he looks away from me, but before he did i saw his cheeks flush with red. i smirk and turn to walk away. i freeze and almost fall over as i feel a sharp pain on my butt. i squeak loudly and run back to the kitchen, yoongi's laughs echoing in my reddening ears. he pinched my butt. he is actually the worst.

during my entire shift he kept flashing his collar and hipbones. he kept lightly tapping my ass every time i walked past. he stayed in the same seat all day, reordering the same drink every time he finished. yet still every single time i snuck him a snack or a sweet.

now it was only half an hour until my shift left. the store was almost empty, the only customers present being yoongi and a couple of teenagers in the corner booths.

yoongi walks up to the counter and places a kiss on my cheek. "see you soon babyboy" he rests his hand on mine and squeezes slightly, then flounces back to his table, gathers his coat, bag and empty cup and walks to the door, dropping his rubbish in the bin on his way out.

i hope he comes back tomorrow, no matter if yerin starts to question our time spent together.






it doesn't matter. i care for him too much.







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