My Rose- Jaehyun- NCT

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Rose's POV.

Yet again. Work. My head was pounding as I hadn't been able to sleep. I guess that's my fault for letting myself overthink. The café was strangely quiet. Not that I minded, but I was so used to being busy that I didn't know what to do with myself.

After a while of cleaning tables and rearranging napkins, I decided to plug my headphones in  and listen to classical music. I sighed gently, enjoying the feeling of the breeze coming through an open window. It was so peaceful. I was so engrossed in the music that I didn't notice a customer walk through the door. 

"Annyeonghaseyo" Spoke an unfamiliar, but oddly calming voice. I looked up to see a gorgeous, tall man with deep brown eyes standing at the till. "Ah I'm sorry if I scared you, but i'd like a coffee please.." he spoke sweetly. I mumbled a quick 'okay', trying to make the conversation as short as possible. I could feel his gaze on me. It made me turn red knowing that he was watching every move I made. Just as I was about to pass the mysterious, but hot, boy his coffee the café began to fill with loads of screaming girls.

"Fuck, have you got anywhere for me to hide?" he questioned, an urgent look in his eye. Still completely baffled at what was going on, I nodded and let him walk through to the staff room. I quickly locked the door and turned to see a very worried face standing behind me. "Uh what was that all about?" I ask with a confused but firm look on my face. "I'm sorry..It's just..My fans" he stuttered. Fans? Wait what?