In Front Of You - Jikook

-seventeen-

(A/N: I am so sorry guys! I haven't updated in a week because of writer's block and I've been busy preparing for school. I've written half of the chapter after I finished chapter sixteen but my mind went completely blank TT. I'm sorry if this chapter is shitty but I tried my best forcing this out before school starts. I hope you guys understand~)

Jungkook pulled his hand back sheepishly. A bright blush rushed to his cheeks and he looked down to his lap. The barista stood up from his seat and watched the two, his slit eyes carefully eying the model as he goes to the front counter.

"May I take a seat?" Taehyung asked Jungkook. The photographer frantically looked around and motions the famous model to take the seat in front of him, completely forgetting it was Jimin's. "Ho-how..what...wh-why?" The younger stammer nonsense while he was comprehending what brings Taehyung's presence.

Taehyung chuckled seductively "Jeon Jungkook.". He has this natural flirty feeling about him. It drawn Jungkook, he was allured by such special beauty. "I have heard about you," Taehyung said, taking off his beret as a sign of courtesy. The luscious waves flowed down to his eye level "I came across your website and I am obsessed with your style. It's so refreshing and quite innocent." The model said, emphasizing on the word "obsessed".

The three baristas got together by the front. Jimin's stone-like stare was boring onto the back of the glamorous male's head. Though he was expressionless, his two close friends know him better. Jin took the first initiative and got a laminated copy of the menu. The oldest approached the table and puts on a polite smile "Good Morning. Welcome to Heavenly Cream. Just call for an angel and we will serve you.". This was the coffee shop's greeting. Taehyung looked at him carefully and smirked: "My my, is this Kim Seokjin?". Jin chuckled "Yes. I'm surprised you recognized me Mr Taehyung."

"Please. You're a famous model and advertiser to all companies. You were almost freelancing to the point that your face was everywhere." Taehyung noted.

Jin shook his head, a proud smile replaced the civilized one "Yeah, I guess so. My contract ended with my last project and I wanted to go back to my coffee shop."

"Why here though? You could have made millions if you stayed in the modelling industry. It was fun working with you Seokjin."

"Oh, you're dropping the honorifics. Am I talking to Taehyung?" Jin joked but a challenging glare was evident

Taehyung replied with the equally competitive tone "Yes, you are now."

"This is my home. I love working here. I'm not that much in it for the money, unlike you."

"Me? I have more than enough. They want more of me, I can't deny the offers."

"You're more than capable of doing so."

"I guess so. Your vanity must be rubbing on me Jin."

The bleached blonde male scoffed "You've already been vain in the first place. I see your arrogance just got worse."

Taehyung laughed heartily "Your humour's still there. Good. It's nice to see you again Jin-hyung."

He stood up and both males pulled into a friendly hug. Jin replied "You too Tae. Now, what's your order?"

Jungkook was stunned. His day has already been crazy by Kim Taehyung physically standing right there, chatting and laughing - hell, he even knows his name! His head is spinning with astonishment and he can't take his eyes off the model. Such power and poise were right there at that very moment and he couldn't do anything but admire.

Emotionless was what he looked from the outside, but sickly jealousy was brewing inside of Jimin as he gaped at the longingly gaze of the brunette towards the famous person. He looked like a puppy, his wide eyes filled with happiness and awe. Jungkook's stare didn't shift at all as the two models interact until Jin came back with Kim Taehyung's order.

"Taehyung will be having a Caramel Macchiato," Jin stated and placed the laminated menu on the counter.

The grey-haired briskly walked into the kitchen, slamming the doors open in the way in. Hoseok and Jin flinched at the sound and looked at each other. Uncertainty surrounded them, dwelling on their shoulders like a heavy weight. Jimin soon came back with one cup of Caramel Macchiato and a Cappuccino, unfazed and swiftly working. 

His face is now entirely unreadable. The other two baristas scanned the other for anything but he gave off no sign of any emotion. He was rarely, or even never, like this. The Jimin they knew was never like this at all and that made them nervous. They just watched as Jimin stood in front of the table and set down the model's drink with such gentle but firm movements.

Taehyung's sultry voice bounced off the hushed walls of the cafe. With only a few people in Heavenly Cream, it wasn't hard not hearing what certain people have to say.

"Oh hello. I believe Jungkook here hasn't ordered yet. Jungkook, what do you-"

The grey-haired immediately cuts him off "Don't worry Mr Kim. I know what Jungkook's order is.". His voice shrill and professional, cutting the trance that Jungkook was in. Sending a shiver down his spine, the brunette's eyes shot up to the barista. There was something wrong.

 Jungkook thought that maybe he himself was too clueless but he can't place a finger on what's different about Jimin. His friendly hyung was always like an open book to him. One look, one smile, one sound - he knows what's on the older's mind. However, during this moment, he can't get past that stone smile on Jimin's face. It wasn't unfriendly but it wasn't inviting either, it honestly made anxiously.

The model caught on it too, though he wasn't shaken up. Instead of feeling uneasy, he smirked. His lips curling up into a mischievous smile.

"Are you sure this is what Jungkook wants?" He asked, scanning the cup of Cappuccino in front of him.

Jimin chuckled, ice lingering in his voice. "Oh, I'm completely sure Sir."

This was definitely the last straw. Jungkook can feel the suffocating tension between the two, making him sink into his seat with fear.

It wasn't pretty, even with the facade that the barista and the model were wearing. Only a stupid person wouldn't see the fake smiles and wouldn't hear the intense tones they were using against each other. And the poor brunette can't do anything to stop them.