❀• TEAR || Taekook •❀

•❄°Broken As Glass °❄•

~How hoseok looks like ~

With a strange feeling surrounding his senses Jungkook made it to the cafeteria. Even if he wanted to he couldn't stop thinking about the guy from before. As he thought about it, he was surely sure he hadn't seen such a beauty in a long time, maybe even in his entire life. That guy was just the definition of perfection and of course the type of guy that everyone would die for, girls and boys, but surely not Jungkook. He wasn't here to make love with anyone, fuck. His first day of work and he was already falling in love with the first gorgeous guy that had a three minute long conversation with him?    

Get your thoughts straight for once in your life!

 He entered the work place in silence, greeting the other workers with a bow and a smile and right away he headed the kitchen to get changed. He had to wear an horrific oversized red had matching with the walls and the tables and chairs, everything was red in there and he was starting to hate it. But he wasn't the type of guy who would complain about it. As long as they paid him, Jungkook would wear even a banana costume in a rainbow disco room.                                                                           The first hours of work weren't that hard. Jungkook just prepared some coffees and juices for the costumers while he thought about his own issues. It was complicated to focus just on work when every single person there looked at him as if he had two heads.

''I'm the new one'' Jungkook thought with anger and he almost let slip a groan out of his lips, but he didn't. Screwing things up wasn't on Jungkook's dictionary anymore.

You think everyone cares about your stupid existence? Nobody cares about you, nobody is looking at you, stop overreacting.
Breathe, Jungkook, breathe.

It was 9 in the evening and all Jungkook wanted to do was leave that place and let himself smoke a cigarette outside to calm down. Half of the workers had already left after cleaning up everything and Jungkook thought he'll do the same thing. He was about to take his work hat out off his head when a group of four young man entered the place and headed their way to the cafeteria  bar.

Jungkook contemplated carefully every single one of their faces. They were all beautiful. Round eyes and great face structure, very pleasant to look at. Their height wasn't much different to his except from one of them, who seemed to be the nicest one and stood out of the rest and made Jungkook feel comfortable and happy, until his eyes stopped on a special individual.

Jungkook never forgets a face. Especially not a beautiful one. Their eyes met and Jungkook felt like if someone punched him in the chest, leaving him out of breath, probably his subconscious mind telling him to focus once again. His face blushed in red and he instantly looked down, knowing that when he looked up again he would have to face this perfect men costumers. Nervously his fingers played with the fabric of his smock.  

The guys standing in front of him noticed the guy was struggling and they looked around impatiently, looking for another worker on there but Jungkook was the only one left.  

''I'd like a coke'' the sound of the voice made Jungkook instantly look up. His eyes flied to were the voice came from, a red haired boy, who seemed nice ''Please''.

''S-sure'' Jungkook stuttered and turned around to look for it and he heard with pain how these guys started to murmur things he couldn't understand, things he didn't want to understand.

Stop being a pussy,  they're probably talking about their own issues, it isn't about you, you're not the center of the world, dumbass.

He opened the coke glass bottle and he left it on the table. The red haired smiled and signaled Jungkook to wait until he found his wallet  which he apparently had lost. The boy left the books and papers he had been holding in his hands right beside the coke bottle and after some seconds he finally found some coins in one of his pockets. He handed them to Jungkook.  

If you asked Jungkook, he wouldn't be able to understand neither explain how the next occurrences  happened but they just happened and he could never have done a single thing to stop it.

When he overextended his hand to receive the money he accidentally pushed the open coke bottle with his arm which content spilled all over the boy's papers.  

Scared, the young boy straightaway  went to look for something to clean it up not wanting to see the angry expression in the other. The red haired quickly picked up his wet books not giving Jungkook the chance to clean them, leaving the almost empty bottle laying down on the bar.

''You know how much these books cost?!'' he screamed angrily in Jungkook's face.  

Surely he didn't know it but he did know he couldn't afford to buy him new ones.  All he could do was apologize even though it was obvious the boy wouldn't cut it off with just an apology.

''I am so sorry!'' he muttered experiencing an intense feeling of humiliation ''It was an accident...''

As if it was possible the boy got even more furious at his words. He took a step forward to take the bottle of glass in his right hand and he started to play with it, rotating it in his hand. The other guys remained quietly silent.

''I don't care'' he said and laughed right afterwards. His laugh was soon cut by a serious dark glance ''you just made me mad right now''.

He lifted his right arm and the bottle of glass was raised up in the air aligned with Jungkook's face. All he wanted to do was run off as quickly as he could but he was smart enough to know it wasn't possible. He was stuck there.

''Hoseok, stop it'' someone interfered, his voice seemed worried and Jungkook recognized it right away ''he's just a kid''.

Jungkook raised a bit his head to see if the so called Hoseok was at least thinking about leaving him alone but all he did was smirk right before letting the bottle crack into the table with a lot of force making it break into a million pieces. Jungkook's eyes widened as he looked at the broken bottle and then at the group of friends with horrorific tremor. None of them did something more to stop his friend. Jungkook was more than terrified.

 ''You will pay for the books'' he said glancing at him one last time before he and his friends left the building, leaving Jungkook even more  broken than the bottle of coke.