Raindrops

Chapter Three

  One week. It had been one week since he had heard from Kim Seokjin, and in all honesty, it ticked him off. "He shouldn't have asked if he didn't mean it." (Y/N) had mumbled under his breath, washing dishes for the cafe. He grabbed the sponge, rather aggressively, and put soap on it, washing a stubborn spot on a plate. "Calm down before you break one of my dishes!" He jumps, surprised by the sudden voice and he turns around, seeing a slightly irritated Seoyun. "Sorry." He sighs, placing the plate back in the seat. "What time is it?" He looks back over at the old woman, who simply huffed before walking over to reach up and ruffle his hair. "Your shift is over. I'll sign you out, so just go change and you can leave, alright?" (Y/N) nods, walking away from the kitchen's sink and to the back area, pulling off his apron that had gotten dirty over the course of his work. He hangs it up on a hook, grabbing his black hoodie and slipping out the back door of the cafe.

He began walking home in silence, his arms swinging with each step he took as he looked around the street. The cafe wasn't that far, only about a four minute walk, and that's one of the main reasons he worked there. His steps made a small pitter-patter on the sidewalk as he walked, his eyes widening as they landed on a wide shouldered figure to his left. "God dammit." He whispered to himself, disappointed and angry at the same time. Through a shop window, he watched as Kim Seokjin ate dinner with some random girl. (Y/N) cursed to himself as his eyes scanned over Seokjin. He had styled his hair neatly, wearing a tux with a red tie.

(Y/N) POV

Why is he so hot? I looked away from them, not wanting to be caught staring, and I continued walking home. I pressed my lips together into a tight line, walking a bit faster. What was I expecting? For some random stranger to actually show interest in me? For barely looking at them for longer than ten seconds, I sure remember everything in great detail. The black,strapless dress she wore with a red stripe, a bitter taste filling my mouth as I realized they were matching. He ordered lobster, and it came with a salad. The lobster was half eaten, and he had a huge smile placed on his lips. The girl had her hair slightly curled at the bottom, light make up on her face, and she ordered Gamjaguk. I felt myself pouting as I thought about it, looking up to see my gray apartment building in front of me.

I pulled out a keycard, scanning it and opening the door, walking through the simple hallway to room four. I reached into my pocket to pull out a bronze colored key, sliding it into the lock and unlocking my apartment door. Stepping inside, I took my shoes off before walking onto the dark, hard wood floors and towards my bedroom. Plopping down face first, I let out a groan as my phone began to ring. I answered it, too lazy to check the caller ID.

"(Y/N)~" I gasped softly, recognizing the voice and immediately hanging up. "Nope nope nope." I shook my head, placing the phone next to me. I don't wanna talk to him right now. My phone dinged. Then dinged again...and again, and again. I held my phone in front of my face, reading the messages.

Seokjin: Why did you hang up?

Seokjin: That was meannnn

Seokjin: I just wanna talk to my favorite cafe waiter~

Seokjin: Pleaseeeeee?

I turned my phone off, only for it to immediately start dinging again.

Seokjin: I know you are reading these

Seokjin: Stop leaving me on readddddd

Seokjin: Do you not want to talk to me T^T

I huffed, typing out a some what reasonable excuse to avoid talking to him for a bit.