More than I ordered

A sad cheese pizza

There are many things that could happen during a shift at work, there can be angry customers or long queues, you know all the normal stuff. Today however I was caught in a state of shock when, during a time where there were no customers, Jimin came into the store rather than ordering over the phone. More shocking than that, it was only 7:30 in the evening! He was eating at a normal time!

When he walked in he had puffy eyes and they were red, I could tell that he had been crying and I could hear him sniffling gently. A sudden burst of defence came over me - who hurt him.
He came to the counter with his head down now and spoke slowly.
"Um hi, can I get a large cheese pizza, a tub of ice cream and uhm a bottle of pepsi, please"
His voice was so sad.. why was he upset.
"That's $15 please"
His head shot up "Yoongi?" he wiped his eyes gently "I Didn't realise that it was you!" He quickly fixed his hair and wiped his face roughly leaving his cheeks bright red.
"Jimin, are you okay?" I didn't want to intrude but a lovely guy like him shouldn't be upset...
He smiled down at the ground and nodded sadly.
"I uh I just got into an argument with someone, they aren't talking to me and I'm angry at myself... life goes on and all that crap though"
He groaned "sorry I sound pathetic" passing the money over he walked around the shop staring at the ceiling.

His pizza was slid next to me in its box and so I took a piece of note paper and wrote my number down with a smiley face. While he stared aimlessly around the shop I slid the piece of paper inside the box and shut it firmly.

"Ahem" I shuffled the pizza, his ice cream and the drink over the counter "hey daydreamer, your order is ready"

He smiled softly and took the box from my hands and turned towards the door. As he reached the exit he turned back slightly with a smirk on his face.
"Thank you Mr"
Only a few seconds later my pocket buzzed and it was a text from an unknown number
"Smooth Mr delivery boy. Very smooth."

                         ***
For the next few days jimin and I spoke non stop - he told me about his love of dance, his aversion to keeping his hair one colour (we shared a trait there) and just generally about himself. By the following week I felt as if I had known him for most of my life... it was weird.

Jimin: let's hang out sometime. You can bring some pizza ;D
Me: very funny that's $10 pls.
Jimin: ........... friend discount?
Me: joking. Hang at your place? Tomorrow?
Jimin: uh... sure yeah sounds good what time though?
Me:probably after my shift ends so about 9:00, is that okay?
Jimin: OH that's fine it's all good. Just some stuff going on during the day but it will be done by the time you are here.
Me: okay weirdo. I've gotta go, mum is screaming at me to come down for dinner. I'll be thankful to get away tomorrow!

                              ***
Jimin p.o.v

"What time are you leaving" I play with her hair gently, making small plaits as I go.

"Dunno, probably around eight thirty, I've gotta pick up some stuff from the shop. Why?"

"No reason, just got a friend coming in the evening"
My phone vibrates softly against the table and lights up with the name 'Mr Delivery boy'.

"Hey, I'm ready for tonight. What movie should we watch? Something scary?"

It vibrates once more.

"Sorry, I've had an energy drink"

I laugh softly at my phone and go back to playing with her hair noticing that she had fallen asleep in my arms.