BTS Oneshots

YoonMin

Yoongi was running to the café collecting coffee for his boss, he was currently doing an internship at a music company. And wanting to get highly ranked in the business, he tried to stay on everyone's good side, even if that meant running in the middle of winter first thing in the morning collecting someone else's coffee.

"Order #365!" Whoo! Yoongi arrived just in time to see a grey-haired male holding out his boss's coffee, Yoongi couldn't help but notice his perfectly plump lips, imagining himself kissing them...

"Order 365!!" Yoongi was pulled out of his daydream, seeing the grey-haired male smirking while looking straight at him, Yoongi tilted his head down, his black bangs (long overdue for cutting) falling in front of his eyes. He quickly walked to the till and exchanged the till slip for the coffee.

"Thank you..." Yoongi mumbled. All he wanted to do was run out of there as soon as possible, the one time he sees a hot guy, he looks extremely tired and seems to be hard of hearing.

"No problem, love," The grey-haired male said, Yoongi blushed, "enjoy the coffee." The grey-haired male said turning to the next customer. Yoongi was definitely going to come here again, but when he was looking cooler, he was guaranteed he could make a good impression.

As Yoongi was walking back he just went through the order to make sure it was correct, when he found a note.

You look cute we should meet sometime x
**** **** **** call me ;)

Yoongi was beyond flustered, it must be a mistake, he thought, yes that's it. I'll just go back after work and tell him he gave it to the wrong person. He got to work and gave the coffee to his boss Namjoon, work went by pretty boringly (?), making filter coffee for various staff members. Wishing he had a reason to go back to the coffee shop.

When work had come to an end, he gave himself a pep talk in the bathroom, he got out into the cold winter air breathing deeply, he could do this. He'd first order a coffee and then pop the question. He steadily paced himself in walking to the coffee store eventually getting there. He swung open the door and was enveloped in a cozy, warm feeling.

"Hello, how may I help you?" The male from earlier said, smiling slightly, knowing he had hooked the black-haired male.

"Yes-uh- may I please have a caramel macchiato please."

"Caramel macchiato, huh? Coming right up." The grey-haired male left to the machines at the counter. Yoongi slowly strolled towards the counter. Clearing his throat he brought attention to himself, the grey-haired male turned his head briefly.

"Yes...?" He said smiling slightly to himself.

"So, you placed a note in my order this morning...? I think y-you gave it to the wrong person...?"

"It was actually meant for you," the gray-haired male said," my name is Park Jimin by the way. I think we could really be good more-than-friends." Jimin said the last part in a rush, so as to not draw attention to itself. But Yoongi wasn't that stupid.

"Y-yah I guess..." he said blushing slightly.

"And I meant what I said, text me," he fully turned around with order in hand, " that'll be $10."

Yoongi payed the money really wanting to get to know the guy 'Jimin', he walked out after saying his 'goodbyes'. When he had gotten outside to the cold he turned around having forgotten his order, his mind being filled with future dates and all. He swiftly turned around, only to collide with Jimin (who had his coffee), Jimin's shirt got drenched, his skin getting scalded.

"SHIT!" Jimin exclaimed, Yoongi was beyond shocked.

"I'm so so so sorry, I-I'll get you a new shirt...", Yoongi swiftly took off his jersey and started wiping at the shirt, trying to relieve Jimin from the burning. Jimin thanked him softly, taking the jersey into his own hands, their hands brushing in the process.

"Well, you don't know my size-", Jimin was promptly cut off.

"You could just tell me now." , Yoongi said under his breath, awkwardly looking at Jimin. Jimin shook his head slightly, grinning at the man before him.

"I would prefer that we go and find me a shirt together, tomorrow at 2pm, perhaps? You know just to make sure that it's the right cut and everything...", Jimin said slowly, trying to maintain eye contact with Yoongi.

"S-sure that would be nice, that way you could bring me my jersey back a-as well.", Yoongi said, locked in Jimin's gaze.

"Yeah, I could. See you tomorrow okay?", Jimin said, his face overpowered by a huge grin.

"Yeah, of course. I like that jersey, quite a bit.", Yoongi said, staring at Jimin's chest. Yoongi stepped forward lightly and gave Jimin an awkward small hug, as to avoid touching his now cold and wet chest. Yoongi quickly turned around and walked away briskly, squeaking out a quick "bye" as he left. Jimin watched him walk away, with amusement.

Who knew being a barista would get him this far?
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A/N
Hey! Sorry, I know this is really bad, hopefully my writing will improve. (Probably...maybe...not...really)
Thank you all so much for reading! <3

-TL