Chapter VIII
Whisper
Taehyung's P.O.V.
Where is she?
Is she on the way?
Is she with the guy she's supposed to tutor?
The one she said she hates?
Or the math teacher?
Hell, she has so many things going on.
Me? I'm just here with my job and nothing else.
"Hello? Tae?" a familiar feminine voice touched the air.
"Yeah? Over here!"
"So, any finished products yet?"
"Well, the brownies are still in stock. Although its numbers are declining quickly..."
She chuckled. "Why are you using such advanced words?"
"I don't know. Maybe it's your influence. Oh! And we're out of avocados."
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Ainsley's P.O.V.
I guess it is my influence... I've been so used to the scientific explanations in school that I started to use it daily...
"No avocados? Okay."
I left him at the back door and walked to the lockers. I took out my black apron, placed it over my head and down my neck. I securely tied the strings around my waist and walked towards the front counters, ready to start work.
"Welcome to le bleu Bakery! How can I help you today?" I said energetically at the person in front of me, wearing a black shirt, black pants, and a black snapback.
"What are we getting again Eugene?" He said, turning around.
Behind him, was a taller man, wearing a black mask, covering most of his face.
Eugene? As in Mr. Eugene? Wait, he's not the only Eugene in the world. But his height is similar as Mr. Eugene.
Shut up Ainsley, hes not the only one with Eugene as his name and that height.
"I told you, we're getting some brownies and a mocha latte! How many times do I have to remind you?" The taller man said in a very familiar voice.
"Right, I was too lazy to remember."
"2 brownies and a mocha latte please." The shorter man said, lifting his snapback, revealing his smooth, pale skin.
"Of course, anything else?" I replied, spontaneously thinking of who the tall man is.
"Nope, that's it."
"That'll be $5.50" I said, looking up from the monitor.
The tall man then placed the money on the smooth wood counter.
Such precision and speed... Or, did he count it all before entering here?
"And what's the name for the order?"
"Suga."
I nodded, taking the money and shouted to Taehyung behind, "2 brownies and 1 mocha latte Tae!"
"Your name will be called once your order is ready."
The pale man nodded before walking away, the tall man following not far behind.
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Eugene's P.O.V.
Tae? Who is he?
Why is she working?
Did she finish her tutoring session already?
Eugene, you're asking too many questions. Why do you care so much about her?
Who cares who's 'Tae'?
Who cares if she wants to work?
Who cares if she finished the tutoring session?
Oh wait, that's me I care about the how the tutoring is. It's math afterall.
But, why do I care so much?
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Yoongi's P.O.V.
What the hell is he doing?
Stalking her?
Just because she called someone called Tae and just because she jokingly pecked a guy?
Seriously?
"Someone's jealous... " I teased him.
"Shut up."
"Oh, yes he's jealous..."
"Shut up Yoongi."
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Ainsley's P.O.V.
As I took the brownies and latte from Tae, I thought, "Those two people have good taste."
"Suga!" I shouted.
I waited at the counter for the two men.
But then, the taller man walked up instead of the shorter man.
"Is this the order under the name Suga?"
"Yes, here's your order. Have a nice day and come back tomorrow!"
"Thank you. And of course, I would love to come back here tomorrow, Ms. Blythe." He said in a silky smooth voice that echoed in my ear. As if he whispered it to me.
As he left, I stood behind the counter frozen at his voice.
"You okay? You seem like you just saw a ghost... " A figure emerged from behind the door.
"Yeah I'm fine. It's nothing." I quickly shook my thoughts and faced Taehyung.
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Eugene's P.O.V.
Wow... I have a lot of effect on her. She basically just froze on the spot.
"So you got your brownies and latte. And what's about your attitude in the bakery? Are you trying to act all mysterious?" Yoongi said while driving.
"Maybe... I don't know. " I shrugged.
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Yoongi's P.O.V.
He's not a good liar. I can clearly see that he's trying to flirt with her.
If he was close enough, it would've been "whispering sexily at a cashier in a bakery". But hey, she's not just ANY cashier. She's his student. Or should I say a student that he's clearly attracted to.
"So, how's the thing going?" I said, not taking off my eyes on the road.
"What thing?" Eugene asked, looking at me confused.
"You know the tutoring." I smirked a little."You know with her."
"It's fine."
"You sure about that?"
"Yes, 100%"
Tch, math teacher. So into numbers and stuff. Like I don't even know how to find anything related to percentages anymore.
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