Pumped Up Kicks

1

The days were boring. Standing behind a counter to take orders to moody customers that complain about the speed their coffee is brewed, saying they have somewhere to be in the next 10 minutes. Then why are they picking up coffee now? He saw a familiar blonde prance into the store with a smile on his face, "Yoongi~ I had such a great date last night." The aforementioned boy rolled his eyes at his friend's proclamation. "Oh don't roll your eyes at me. If you had such a nice date, you would be the same as me."

"I doubt it," Yoongi replied as Jimin joined him behind the counter. "So, what's he like?"

"Okay, let me tell you!" Jimin shouted, making Yoongi immediately regret his question. "He's a few inches taller than me, he's got red hair. Like, he was hot. He was wearing this orange hoodie and it looked so cute on his, but I lowkey think he's got a decent body under it." Yoongi let out a chuckle at his friends ranting. "But, yeah, he was... Really sweet. He's a keeper. When he laughed, don't get mepl wrong, it was really dorky, but... It was such a pretty laugh. And his smile! Super cute."

Yoongi huffed out a laugh, "So when's the wedding?"

Jimin playfully hit his arm, "Aish, I never said we were getting married. My name would just sound weird with his last name."

"What even is his name? You just went off at how he looked."

"Jung Hoseok," He smiled as he said it out loud. "Park Hoseok or Jung Jimin? Which sounds less awkward? We gotta plan this beforehand."

"I'm not helping you plan a wedding. You don't even know if he enjoyed the date. And what if he turns out to be super weird?"

"In bed?"

"God damn-" Yoongi sighed as his head sagged, "I'm not talking about sex."

"Well, I'd hope you weren't," a different voice said from across the two. Yoongi mentally cursed himself for not noticing the boy sooner. Yoongi quickly apologized to the raven haired male. His hair styled in a bowl cut, round doe eyes. "Is this where I order?"

"Aha, I'm sorry about that." Yoongi quickly apologized, "Yes, this is. What would you like?"

"Just a caramel macchiato, please." He smiled, showing off his bunny-like teeth. The male pulled out his black wallet, scavenging around. "How much?"

"That'd be 3.50. I'm sorry for the wait."

"It's fine, I wasn't here for too long. Seems like an interesting conversation to accidentally cut into." He chuckled as he handed the blonde the money.

Yoongi smiled as he opened the cash register, "He's quite the character." His comment receiving a small, offended, 'Hey!' from Jimin. The boy continued smiling from across him, "Oh, I'm Jungkook by the way." Jungkook said while he stuffed his hands into his pockets. "For the name thing, I mean." The boy blushed, embarrassed, thinking he came across like he was hitting on Yoongi. 'Cute', Yoongi thought.

"I'm Yoongi," he chuckled back gesturing at his nametag. 

The boy bushed nervously, "Are you a college student, by any chance?"

"Yeah, I major in music not too far from here," Yoongi replied, making the boy more flustered. Jungkook licked his lips before replying. 

"Oh, cool. I wanted to but my dad wouldn't support me if I did. I major in Criminology and minor in biology." He replied scratching his neck in embarrassment. 

Yoongi smiled, "You're going to be a police officer?"

'That's great' Yoongi mentally cursed. 'He seemed so cute. It was nice while it lasted.'

"Oh god, no. I wouldn't be good at that." Jungkook quickly spat out, "I wouldn't make it in there."

"Jungkook!"

"Oh well, I got to leave," He blushed as he got his drink, "See you around?"

"Sure." The boy smiled widely as he left the shop. 

Jimin pranced over with a sly grin on his face, "Oh what did you say earlier? 'I doubt it'? Now who looks lovestruck?"

Yoongi shoves his friend, "Shut up, I'm not in love."

"Ah, but he was cute." Jimin's grin suddenly dropped, "I forgot to ask, where were you last night? I know you didnt have the night shift at the convenience store."

Yoongi swallowed dryly, "I was at the university working on my semester project." Yoongi prayed that Jimin believed his lie. "I couldn't finish part of it without the school's equipment."

"You were out till, like what? Midnight?" Jimin narrowed his eyes.

"What else do you think I was doing?"

"I dont know, man. There's just been so many murders lately. I was scared for you." Jimin quickly shot up, "you saw the news, right?"

"The photo?"

"I'm surprised the photographer ran fast enough to be able to send it to the police." Jimin grimaced, "wasn't fast enough to the station."

"We can hardly step foot outside at night anymore. He's just killing for sport, man." Yoongi replied as he slumped over the counter, picking at a stack of fliers.

"I thought you were gone for, man." Jimin sighed, "what would you do if I were to become one of his victims? What would you tell Hoseok, huh?"

"I'd probably hunt after the bastard." He said, lifting himself up. "But we shouldn't be thinking like that. It's not healthy."

"Yeah, and then that couple was murdered as well. Their blood ended seeping through their flooring and into the apartment below them."

"What couple?" Yoongi said, acting as if he had no clue about what he did last night.

"That one famous couple, IU and her boyfriend. They were stabbed to death last night." Jimin frowned, "and the killer wasnt the Golden Rabbit, either."

"Was it just an assassination or something?"

Jimin shook his hands violently, "No! It's another killer starting to gain more association like the Golden Rabbit! All they found was bleached hair in the apartment, but it's so processed that they cant recognize it. Like your hair!"

Yoongi raised his eyebrow, "Are you suspecting me of murder?"

"No, you wouldnt murder anybody, I trust you." Jimin sighed, "but we live in Seoul, with many Kpop stars, who have bleached hair. So its impossible to tell anymore."

Yoongi sighed as well and slouched against the counter, "Just make sure you're home before the sun sets."

"You too."