In the middle vmk

THREE

Jimin hadn't expected to run into a familiar face while restocking the fast food section. He was wearing his uniform which consisted of a white shirt and black jeans, accompanied with black shoes. Normally he'd be behind the check out, but his colleague had asked him to change positions for today since the older man had back problems and found sitting behind the check out less hurtful for his aching back.

So Jimin was left to deal with restocking the aisles of the convenience store he worked in. He sighed as he shoved the packets of crisps in the right place, not really caring if they were crumpled or not. When he was about to throw the last packet of salt crisps with the rest of them, he felt the packet being snatched out of his hand.

"Aren't you supposed to care about the aesthetic value of the store or something", he heard a vaguely familiar voice speak up, "Not that I would care about that but you know- you get paid for this".

Jimin turned around, already beginning to piece the deep voice together with a face he vaguely remembered from a late night walk through the woods.

"What the fuck are you doing here?", he crossed his arms & arched an eyebrow at the guy in front of him. The man- who he was sure of had brown hair at the cliff before- stuffed his mouth full of the now open packet of crisps. His dark green dyed hair was swept in front of his eyes, which stood dull and uninterested.

"Are you going to pay for that?", Jimin asked, pointing at the crisps the guy was so carelessly eating.

"Do you think I'm going to?", the other replied, still chewing loudly.

Jimin pinched the bridge of his nose & tried snatching the packet of chips out of the other's hands, but failed miserably. Taehyung held the bag out of reach by holding it above his head, his arms outstretched.

"You better jump midget", he smirked, seeing how Jimin seemed close to murdering him. The silver haired guy jumped and tried grabbing the bag- which worked. But since Taehyung was still holding it tightly and he was too, the packet of chips slipped out of both their hands when it was ripped in two and flew in an unexpected direction.

"Oh fuck", Jimin muttered, eyeing the surprised boy who had crisps all over his hair and clothes.

Taehyung rolled his eyes, "Way to go shorty".

"Oh shut up weed boy", the other mumbled before quickly running up to the younger boy who was already trying on getting rid of the crumbs in his hair.

"I'm so sorry", Jimin bowed to show his sincerity & tried helping the boy, "It's this idiot's fault for being so disrespectful".

Taehyung rolled his eyes at this and neared the highschool boy too, who was watching them both with wary eyes, "I'm still a customer shorty, so you better show some respect to me".

Jimin scoffed at this as he glared at the taller, "Respect my ass. You weren't even going to pay for those crisps".

Jungkook was confused on what was happening but quickly stiffened when he felt a large hand ruffle his hair. He shyly looked up to the stranger with dark green hair who was helping on getting his hair clean.

"Thank you for help", he quietly spoke, sensing both guys' hesitation.

"You don't need to thank us. We were the ones getting you in this mess in the first place", Jimin chuckled nervously.

"What's with the accent? Are you some foreigner?", Taehyung asked, ignoring the warning glance Jimin sent him.

Jungkook's cheeks heated up, feeling embarrassed that people were still able to tell right from the beginning that he wasn't fully native.

"I lived in Ireland since I am 4 years", Jungkook tried to explain, his eyes stuck to the floor, "I arrived in Korea not many years ago".

"Ah so that's why", Taehyung nodded, not discussing it any further.

Jimin smiled warmly at the kid in front of him, "Your Korean is very good for being a foreigner. You haven't been here long but you seem very fluent".

"I try best", Jungkook smiled, but not full on since he was afraid they might laugh with his teeth.

When the boy was uncrisped & the floor was cleaned up, Jungkook was finally able to get back to his main quest. Getting popcorn!

"I still don't know your name", he heard the silver haired boy say to the taller one, "I'll call you seaweed if you won't tell me. Get it? Seaweed? Because your hair is green and you smoke-".

The taller one rolled his eyes, "Very creative name shorty".

"I know. But it's not hard beating your creativity. I haven't been called that name since middle school".

Jungkook didn't want the interfere since he felt as if the guys shared some mysterious past. He quietly grabbed his popcorn and made his way over to the cashier. When he had finally paid for his popcorn, he quickly glanced back at the two guys before leaving the store, his thoughts immediately going to his Disney marathon, soon forgetting about the weird guys.