To The Boy With Orange Hair// Jikook

I Didn't Catch Your Name

jungkook's POV

I couldn't stop thinking about him, thinking about how he picked up the note, how he looked at me and didn't refuse my gift...is it to much to think he even liked it? My head was spinning and my stomach had butterflies.

I took the opening shifts  most days of the week and tried my best to plot his schedule in my mind but he's always changing things up.

This morning I flip the sign to open and watch the cup from the counter to make sure no one takes it. A few people pass it and chuckle, one even looked as though they might reach out and take it, but thankfully they moved on; leaving my gift be.

I watched the clock closely. 6 am...7 am... I replaced the drink...8 am...our customer rush hits and I don't check the clock until 8:45...I replace it again...Maybe he won't come...I bet he won't. I'm not even good looking and he's...he's just fantastic. I bet he has a boyfriend. 

Jimin's POV

I try on outfit after outfit but nothing fits right, nothing really says wow, look at him! He's hot...except maybe my hair...orange. 

I chuckle and look at the time as a mini spasm burst through my chest. 8 o'clock?? 

"What?" I yell and grab the one outfit that didn't look entirely awful. I shrug into my black coat and wrap my maroon scarf around my neck, and yanking on my tan boots, I run out the door and down the stairs of my apartment building, barely catching the bus. 

I listen to the radio as we pull away from the bus stop and can't believe my terrible luck!

"Do to the accident on highway 17, there will be heavy traffic from 8-9 this morning. Stay tuned for more updates."

"Aish..." I sigh, rubbing my eyes. "I bet he isn't even going to remember who I am." 

I stare out the window in aw as snow begins to fall...the first snow of the season, and I'm filled with some sort of...I don't even know what to call it...sparkle? I just hope that dark haired boy, that one I can't stop thinking about is watching this with someone special. 

"Excuse me? Is anyone sitting here?" A girl asks. 

"Hmm?" I'm snapped back to reality. "O-oh no. You're welcome to sit."

"Thank you." she breaths. 

"You barely catch the bus too?" I ask, feeling slightly shy for prying. 

"Yeah." She shivers. "My co-worker is gonna kill me."

"Oh yeah?" I chuckle. 

"Yeah, he's a really sweet guy, and I'm sure he won't mind, but I feel bad. He took my opening shift for me this morning. Speaking of which, I should probably call him." She pulls her slim phone from her pocket, turning her attention to the device. 

I feel a little awkward being so close to her while she explains that she won't be to work for another hour. I can't help but glance at her screen as she unlocks her phone.

I'm aw struck. It's him...i-it's the boy. 

She taps the contact icon and taps the name jungkook, then moves the phone to her ear. I try not to stare...or listen in too closely. 

"Hi...jungkook? Hey, I'm so sorry but I'm stuck in some bad traffic right now...Yeah, I know. I'm sorry...well at least you'll have more time to wait for your friend..."

Friend? As in girlfriend? She keeps talking. 

"He hasn't come yet really...well don't be too disappointed...he's probably just stuck in traffic like everyone else...Kookie I don't think you have to much to worry about. It's kind of hard to miss an orange haired boy walking down the street. I'm sure if he passed you would've seen."