killer

+004

+Jeon Jungkook

Applying for jobs was the last thing on my to do list, but it just so happens I'm short on rent and getting a job is the only way I'll be able to pay rent until I can get a professional job in college.

It also just so happens the cafe Taehyung seems to eat at regularly is hiring, so maybe if I get a job there I'll be able to see him more often.

I walk inside the cafe, and to my disappointment he isnt there. I sigh, but make my way to the front counter anyway.

"What can I help you with?" The cashier says, her voice cheery. "Uh, nothing thank you, but are you hiring?" I ask, and she nods. "If you'd like to apply for a job I can call the manager out and you can speak to him," she says, and I nod too. She leaves the counter momentarily to step into the room behind her, returning soon after.

A couple moments later a tall man steps out, and he leans on the counter, staring at me.

"So youd like to apply for a job, huh kid?" He asks, crossing his arms.

"Uh.. Yea, if I can," i say, and he clicks his tongue.

"How are you with keeping on your own two feet?" He asks. I blink a few times.

"Pardon?" I ask, trying to come off as polite despite my confusion.

"Can you walk without managing to fall over?" He repeats, and I blink again.

"I'd say so, yea," I answer, and he smiles. He hands me a form and a pen, and I take it. "Youre hired! Well, just sign this paper first. Well set you up today," he says, reaching one of his long arms to pat me on the back.

"Wait, what will I be working as?" I say, raising my voice so he can hear.

"Garbage boy, waiter, cashier, table scrubber, toilet scrubber, all of the above, who knows?" He says, disappearing into a room behind a closed door. I huff in defeat, turning back to the form in front of me. I fill it out, handing it to the cashier. She sets it to the side, and I order a coffee while I wait for the manager.

Part of me is just hoping taehyung will pass through those doors. Part of me wants to see him, or coincidentally come accross him, because for some reason I really want to see him. I want to prove to him I'm not an idiot because I've come off like that the last three times I saw him. I just want to prove myself to him, even if I dont have to.

Maybe its just coincidence or lick, but taehyung does come. He doesnt look around, so he doesnt notice me. I watch as he walks up to the front counter, and he orders, and only when he turns around does he notice me.

Immediately, he walks over to me, sitting across from me. He clasps his hands together, and I raise an eyebrow at him.

"What are you doing here, coconut?" He asks, and I roll my eyes.

"Coconut works here," I respond, and he raises his eyebrows in surprise.

"Is that so? Shouldn't you be, ya know, working?" He asks, and I scoff.

"I'm not officially hired yet. But seriously, are you stalking me?" I ask, and he laughs.

"What if I were? Id probably be a professional stalker so there's no way you could avoid me, so why find out?" He says, and I almost get frustrated somehow he can say one simple thing that prevents me from replying with a smart-ass comeback.

"Well if you were I'd call the cops cause I know where you work," I reply, and he laughs.

"Ah, and tell them what? That weve seen each other a couple times in public by coincidence? And the first time and recent time technically you followed me," he says. I let my mouth fall open, because he has a point.

"You got me beat," I say, and he scoffs. "If course I did," he responds, and I roll my eyes.

"So why did you come here?" I ask, trying to make conversation.

"Is it a burden to have a nice meal at a cafe?" He says, holding a hand to his heart, taking feign offense. I shake my head.

"You twist around everything I say," I say, and he gasps.

"So I'm the bad guy?" He says, seemingly taken farther aback. I scoff, leaning back in my chair.

"This is what im talking about!" I point out, and he leans back too, crossing his arms over his chest and pouting.

"Geez, sorry for speaking," he mumbles, practically incoherent on purpose.

"Ah, speaking is terrible. No good," I say, sitting up properly when the waitreas hands us both our drinks. She stares at taehyung for a second, a confused expression on her face.

"You alright there bud?" She asks, and I snort. Taehyung sits up in embarrassment, waving her off. She leaves a moment later.

"That was extremely childish," i say, sipping my drink.

"Mm, says the kid that claims I stalk him just because weve seen each other more than once," he says, and I purse my lips.

"You cant let me win an argument at least once?" I ask, and he chuckles.

"Nope" thatd take a toll on my dignity," he says, taking a sip at his coffee.

"Just like stalking an eighteen year old did?" I ask, and He shakes his head.

"First off, quit claiming I'm stalking you. Somebodys gonna take it seriously. Second of all, I'm older than you. Ha." He says, and I groan.

"Of course," i say, and he just laughs at me, and ive never wanted to lunch someone more.