It was that time of year again. Despite the harsh cold and the grey skies, today seemed a bit brighter and warmer than usual.
He's actually coming in today. From simple text messages to video chatting, we have come a long way. To see him in person, it seemed too good to be true. I'm excited, but at the same time, I feel terrified.
My heart feels like it's going to burst out of my chest if I think about him even more. "Hello! Earth to Park Jimin, do you copy?" A voice butted in.
I snap out of my trance, and turn to face a pair of sharp eyes staring straight at me along with a cheeky smile.
"Hm?"
She scoffs and points a finger at me. "Don't act dumb. It doesn't suit you. Now, tell me about your little boy toy."
Propping my arms on the counter, I tilt my head and sighed at her words. "He's not my boy toy, Seulgi."
Seulgi rolls her eyes and crosses her arms. "Forgive me for being so rude, but if you aren't going to spit it out then I'll just keep pushing your buttons 'til you burst." She smiles and places her hands on the counter. "Now, tell me all about this 'Jeon Jungkook'."
"Don't you have some coffee brew?" I spat.
"Not in the next ten minutes. Now spill the beans, lover boy." Seulgi retorted back.
Looking up to the wooden ceiling, I let out a groan, and glared straight at her. "Fine." I murmur.
She stares at me with excitement as if my love life was her form of entertainment. "His name is Jungkook and-"
"I already know that, idiot. Skip to good part!" she interrupts.
"Excuse me, but who's telling the story here?" I raise an eyebrow at her, slightly offended that she cut me off.
Seulgi raised her hands in defeat. "Alright, I'll keep this trap shut." She zips her mouth with an invisible lock and throws it away. I chuckled at her actions, and shook my head.
"Okay." I took a deep breath and continued, "His name is Jungkook, and he is by far the most adorable person on earth. I met him back in Busan at my friend's wedding, and from there on out, we just clicked. After a month of talking, he finally asked me out. We've been messaging and calling each other for a year now. He constantly teases me for being short, calling me a kid when I am obviously older than him by two years!"
Ugh, it's so annoying when he does that.
"I would tease him back, but he would always one up me somehow and it's frustrating sometimes." I pout, remembering how Jungkook would make fun of my baby hands. "When I was annoyed with him, he would make it up to me by sending cute photos and derpy videos of him."
I found myself laughing at the time when Jungkook also made fun of himself back in his preteen days. He sent a picture of himself with a bowl cut with the caption 'Your little Coconut head 😘❤️'.
"You sound so whipped, Jimin." Seulgi replies.
"Yeah." Was all I could say. Seulgi's right though. I do sound whipped. It's Jungkook's fault as to why I'm like this. I haven't felt this way in years, but thanks to Jungkook, I feel loved again.
After two hours of working, I could finally leave. "Thanks Hobi-hyung for covering the rest of my shift today. I promise it won't happen again."
"Don't mention it. Now, go pick up your boyfriend, lover boy." Hobi-hyung smirked as he made an Americano. Why is everybody teasing me so much today?
I went to the staff room in the back to grab my jacket and scarf. I threw in a couple of heat packs in my pocket, grabbed my keys, and made my way out of the room.
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