Soothing Stimulation (Park Jimin x reader) AU

Bold barista

A/n: The Love yourself comeback is doing the opposite of what it's supposed to. Every update is reminding me of who I really am. Ahhh....
Sorry I could update, I was busy with travelling.
‼️picture is not mine‼️
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That's when your (e/c) hues met deep brown ones, as dark as a black coffee.

"U-ummmm hi, yes um coffee..." you started, making a fool out of yourself. Why were you so socially awkward?
The barista chuckled "Yes, coffee. That's why you're here right?" He gave you a confused look, vibrant red hair framing his round face. Jimin, his name tag read. "Ummm yes, sorry..." you began, your natural blush turning red. "A caramel latte please."
"Ahhhhh, good choice" the red head remarked with, giving you a wink. Yep, your beetroot red blush had deepened. As he made your coffee he tried to make conversation with you. "So... how's your week been? I would ask about today but today's only just started." He giggled awkwardly. Oh, if only he knew that you were already fed up with "today". You replied anyway, he was only trying to be nice. "Not well, actually. I don't want to go into it though, I've had enough bad luck to last a good decade." You shouldn't have told that to anyone, let alone a friendly, cute barista. Wait...cute? Well, you couldn't deny his good looks, he could have told you he was a famous idol and you would have believed him. He was a mix of being as cute as a puppy and then as hot as fire. You didn't mean to bring down his chirpy mood. "I-I'm sorry, you didn't need that.." you said, disappointed in yourself.
"Hey now, it's ok. I'm glad you could vent on someone, even if we only met a minute ago." He said with a closed eye smile. Wow. He was perfect.
"Go sit on that beloved window seat of yours, and I'll bring you your latte." So he noticed you at the window seat? That was embarrassing... but wait.

Doesn't that mean he's been watching you all this time?

"O-okay, thanks." You said as soon as you snapped back into reality.
You went to sit down at your new favourite place, waiting for the bold barista Jimin to bring your order. You have to give this guy a tip. He's made you feel a little better. Then you remembered the situation you were in. Now you had to look for a new job and a new apartment. Before you could bathe in your misery, the perfect prince (ok I should stop with the alliterations, this is really over dramatic) Jimin placed your glass gently on the table with his surprisingly small hands. "May I ask what your name is? You must know mine by now." Your line of sight followed his and looked at the tag. "Of course you can, Jimin. My name is (Y/N)." You would have been sassy and say something like "you can but I won't tell you" but you didn't a) because you weren't in the mood and b) you thought this Jimin is too nice to sass. "Hm. (Y/N). What a beautiful name." He stated, giving you another eye smile, both of which caused your heart to flutter. "Could I pay now?" You asked politely, earning a small nod from the man, his crimson hair swaying with the motion. "Of course." He replied softly with. He quickly went to get the receipt from behind the counter and handed it to you "that would be 2.99" (in whatever currency you have).
"Wow! 2.99 for this amazing coffee! I'll pay 5 to the shop," you said pulling out two 5 notes, " and five to you. You have made me feel a lot better, thank you." You gave him a warm smile, his eyes widening a fraction. "What? Is there something wrong?" You asked, suddenly concerned you had done or said something wrong. Jimin recovered, and replied with "Nothing at all. Thank you for saying those kind things. And..." he bends down and lowers his voice, "it is as the note says" his hot breath hitting your face. With that coded message, he walked away with a grin plastered to his face. "What note?" You asked yourself. As if some omnipotent power led your eyesight, you saw a note next to your coffee.

"I'm sorry you're feeling so rubbish :(" it said in flowing handwriting, " if you ever want to talk or vent, I'm always here. My shift is 9 to 12 and then 12:30 to 5 weekdays. And my number is xxxxxxxxxxxx. I know we just met but you seem really nice. I hope we can get to know each other :)
-Jimin"

A/n: what is it with me and notes?

This was supposed to be the end but I could carry it on as I have ideas. Please let me know if you want me to carry it on or not and any other feedback is welcome! Thank you for reading!!!!!
(I will leave the story as to be continued for now...)