Sunshine // 햇빛 // Yoongi x Hoseok

vii. a greeting? or a farewell? // 인사말? 이별?

[yoongi's pov; monday; the "vante" bar]

you know that feeling, when something has been taken away from you? something confusing yet beautiful?

that's the feeling that i, a pathetic human being with a barista apron and a tray of food, am going through at this very moment.

i had a feeling something was fishy about tae but i'd have never thought that he'd make my already difficult situation even worse.

i didn't say a word. i just looked into tae's big bright eyes, as a sign of "bitch, we gotta talk. right now", which made him squirm in his seat, uncomfortableness radiating from him.

"ah, the food is here!" hoseok suddenly interrupted our stare war, his voice being of an enthusiastic manner, making me put his food gently on the table, while i was looking away from tae, and looking at the food instead.

i swear, this guy's voice does wonders. i was super close to pinning taehyung down here on the spot to find out what the hell he's up to, but be damned, why must hoseok be here now?

"i will eat very well, thank you~" he added, grabbing a cuttlery set from the middle of the table, and making me look down to the floor.

i can't even dare to look at hoseok's eyes now. he knows, doesn't he? he's acting now, and will slap me in the face later, right?

"i'll get your receipt ready after you're finished. have a nice meal" i said in a calm manner, bowing down and going back to my space behind the counter.

i stared at mr. troublemaker, and waited until he'd find the guts to come and talk.

taehyung said something quickly, and bowed down to hoseok with a smile, hiding nervousness behind it, as he walked down the aisle, to the counter.

just as he wanted to go to the storage room, i coughed, making him freeze his movements.

i walked to him, grabbing him by his shoulders and dragging him to the storage room, making jungkook, who just came back from the kitchen with a full tray of food, look very confused.

"what the-"

"go, jungkook. i just need to talk to him" i said sternly, earning a huff from my brown-eyed buddy, as his presence here was no more.

i looked back at taehyung, who's now against the wall, looking tensed up like a little kid whose prank didn't go well.

"i won't hold you for long. i just wanna know" i started saying, crossing my arms, "you knew all along, right?".

the tall boy sniffed, not knowing where to keep his eyes on, as he gulped from the tension.

"knew what all along?" he asked, scratching his cheek in a cute way.

he's really gonna do this, huh.

"this, tae. this" i mumbled calmly, taking out the black lighter from my pocket and shoving it in front of his face.

"wow, you even carry it around. smooth of you, min yoongi..." taehyung smiled in awe, making me roll my eyes.

"you knew all about it, and now you basically gave the secret out? is a lawyer already coming to accuse me of personal theft? are the cops waiting outside? or is the guy gonna beat me up with his own hands instead?".

taehyung sighed, looking down and chuckling lightly.

"don't be so petrified, yoongs. do you really think i'm that bad of a friend to give you in?" he asked, tapping his long fingers on the wall he was resting against.