Car Door Guy (Jin x reader) COMPLETED

Chapter 4

     

Your POV

Talking with Seokjin was so exciting. He was very interesting. He was very tall, handsome and...

Get a hold of yourself.

That's when 6 other people came in and one pounced on Seokjin.

"Seokjini Pabo!" He said, still laying on top of him.

"Yah! We were so worried about you, you just went missing!" Exclaimed another one.

Then I realised that the person that said was,

Namjoon.

Bts are in the café right now, and I was finding it quite hard to breathe.

Taehyung, the one that was lying on Seokjin, turned his head to look at me and raised an eyebrow.

"Yah, Jin, your girlfriend's cute." He said and at the same time me and Jin blushed scarlet.

"S-she's not my girlfriend!" Jin said in a shy tone.

Taehyung rolled his eyes and faced back to me.

"What's your name?" Suga asked me.

"Y/n. Nice to meet you." I said, holding out my hand for him to shake.

Suga looked a bit uneasy at first and hesitated, but then took my hand and lightly shook it, smiling back at me.

"Yoongi, but people call me Suga." He introduced himself as he took his hand away and slightly bowed.

I bowed back, and Taehyung said, "You know bts?". I chuckled at the inside joke, and nodded.

"Nae, I love your music!" I said and smiled at all of them.

Namjoon checked his watch. "We should get going, it's nearly 11 P.M!" He said.

Seokjin looked at me and smiled.

"Nice talking with you, annyeong!" He said getting up.

"Anjeonhan yeohaeng, (safe journey)!" I said as I waved them goodbye.

Once they were gone, I couldn't help but fangirl a little bit. Bts was in this very café!

After I was done with work, I took the keys and locked up the café, and I couldn't help smiling to myself.

I hoped I would see Seokjin again, he was staying here for a month!

Making my way home, I thought of all the possibilities to meet Seokjin again. It was still hard to believe that I had talked with a celebrity, so casually, may I add.

I didn't want to go home quite yet, despite how late it was, I wasn't very tired, and my mother would still think I was at work.

I made my way to the park, not long from where my house was. I sat down on an unoccupied bench, breathing in the fresh air, when something caught my eye.