ώings 5

ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2

*τεxτɪɴɢ ᴡɪτʜ ʏ/ɴ*

ᴋøøᴋɪε: øʜ...
ʜεʏ.. ɪ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ
ʀεcøɢɴɪzε
ᴛʜε ɴuᴍʙεʀ.
ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ᴜᴘ?

ʏ/ɴ: ᴄʟεᴀɴɪɴɢ
ᴜᴘ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴛʜεɴ
ɢøɪɴɢ ʜøᴍε ᴀɴᴅ
sʟεεᴘɪɴɢ.

ᴋøøᴋɪε: øʜ. ɪ'ᴍ
ᴀʙøᴜᴛ ᴛø sʟεεᴘ.

ʏ/ɴ: øʜ ғᴜɴ. ɪ'ʟʟ
ʟεᴛ ʏøᴜ sʟεεᴘ,
ʜᴀvε a ɢøøᴅ
ɴɪɢʜᴛ, ᴋøøᴋɪε.

ᴋøøᴋɪε: ɢøøᴅ
ɴɪɢʜᴛ, ʏ/ɴ.

ᴊᴋ ᴘᴏv
•••••

I put my phone in my back pocket and smile then yawn. I ruffle my hair and get out of the bathroom. I walk into my room with a slight smile. I remember her face... Her smile... The time we had together as I fall asleep.

*τʜε ɴεxτ мσrɴιɴɢ; 6:00 ᴀᴍ*
•••••

"Kookie~" Someone says, poking me to wake me up. "Aish. Hyung. What?" I don't even know who it is. All I know is that it's one of the other members. "Hobi is depressed." It's Jimin. "What do you mean?" I say, sitting up and rubbing my eyes. "Go to him. Go talk to him. You're the Maknae, you make everyone smile." I smile and hug Jimin, "Thank you, Hyung. You make me smile too." Jimin hugs me back and chuckles, then scruffles my hair with a smile.

I get up and follow him to Hobi Hyung's room. "My Hyungie~" I run to him and hug him, "What's wrong~" I ask him. He sighs, "I've lost her. She's never coming back." 'The Mama thing again, Hobi? Really?' "Aw... Hobi... I've already informed you that we'll see her again someday." "I'm not talking about mama... I'm talking about my girlfriend." He sighs and I break the hug, "Oh my god, Hobi... A- Are you okay? What- What happened?" I ask with a sad expression.

"She said that she doesn't want attention. She said that she can't stay with me anymore. She said she hates me." He covers his face and starts to cry. "Oh my god. Hobi... It's okay, Hyung... You'll find someone way better than her that'll treat you the way you deserve..." I hug him tightly. "You still have us, Hyung... We still love you." He hugs me back and slightly smiles, "Thank you, Kookie." I hug back tighter with a bunny smile.

ʏ/ɴ ᴘᴏv
•••••

'Another boring day. Wait... Kookie... Was... It a dream?' I look at my phone and grin. 'Nope. It was real...' I smile and text him.

*τεxτɪɴɢ ᴡɪτʜ ᴋøøᴋɪε*
•••••

ʏ/ɴ: ᴍøʀɴɪɴɢ~

ᴋøøᴋɪε: ᴀʜ...
ɢøøᴅ ᴍøʀɴɪɴɢ.
ʜøw ᴀʀε ʏøᴜ
ᴛøᴅᴀʏ?

ʏ/ɴ: ɪ'ᴍ ɢʀεᴀᴛ.
ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀʙøuᴛ ʏøᴜ?

ᴋøøᴋɪε: ᴘεʀғεcᴛ.

ʏ/ɴ: ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ɢøøᴅ
ᴛø ʜεᴀʀ.

ᴋøøᴋɪε: ʜᴀʜᴀ.
ʏεᴀʜ.

ʏ/ɴ: ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛɪᴍε
ᴀʀε ʏøᴜ cøᴍɪɴɢ?

ᴋøøᴋɪε: ɪ'ʟʟ ʙε ᴛʜεʀε
søøɴ. ᴍʏ ʜʏᴜɴɢ
ʙʀøᴋε ᴜᴘ wɪᴛʜ
ʜɪs ɢғ... sø...
ɪ'ᴍ cøᴍғøʀᴛɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ.

ʏ/ɴ: ᴀwww.
ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴜx. ʏøᴜ
cᴀɴ ɢεᴛ ʙᴀcᴋ
ᴛø ʜɪᴍ.

ᴋøøᴋɪε: øᴋᴀʏ.
ɪ'ʟʟ ʙε ᴛʜεʀε...
ᴅøɴ'ᴛ wøʀʀʏ.

ʏ/ɴ: øᴋ. ʙʏe~

ᴋøøᴋɪε: ʙʏe~

ʏ/ɴ ᴘᴏv
•••••

I get to work then flip the sign to open and walk back behind the counter, waiting for someone to come. I get a customer. "Hey, babe. Name's Namjoon." I smile and say, lightly blushing, "Good morning Namjoon. First time here?" "Yeah. My friend told me about this shop." He says. "Friend?" I ask. "Yeah... You might know him... He came in here yesterday..." He replies. "Jungkook?" I ask. He nods.

"Are you the friend that broke up with his girlfriend?" I ask. He shakes his head, "Me and my girl split up because they found cancer in her father's lung... She had to go to him... So... I'm not even sure how she's doing or if she's even with someone... I haven't seen her in about a month... I kinda miss her... Wait... Correction: I really miss her." He looks down.

I frown, "Aw... It's okay, Namjoon. Tell me what kind of coffee you want. And the size." He bites on his bottom lip and smirks, "Uh... White chocolate mocha... Kook said that was pretty good." I nod and make it. In the process, I look back and see him scanning me, smirking, and biting his bottom lip. I turn back to making it. 'Aish... Pervert...'

I turn to him, handing him his coffee, "Here you go." I say, handing it to him, along with a straw. He smirks and winks before saying, "Thanks" and walking away. I sigh. 'Kook... You said you were coming...' I look at my phone and suddenly, someone is in front of me. I sigh silently, yet put on a fake smile, "Yes, Namjoon?" "I just have to say that this is the best coffee ever made." I blush, "Th- Thank you." I say and he adds, "I have to go... Sorry..." He waves and walks out. I look around, still blushing, "What just happened?" I ask to myself, aloud. "He was flirting with you... Big time." I forgot I have another person to work with. I blush, "Yeah... I know..."