For You

* Chapter Eighteen

Hope: I can't believe you had to go back to work. I'm only here for another day :(. I leave tomorrow.

Yoongi: I know. I'm annoyed. Blame my boss for this.

Hope: :( :( :(

'Stop texting your boyfriend and help me, fucker. You only have another few hours at work.' Mina chastised Yoongi, a small teasing grin on her face. She briefly fixed her hat before going back to kneading the pizza dough in her hands. Her hands were smaller and nicer than his, steadier. Yoongi felt his face heat up and he slipped his phone back into his pocket.

It wasn't Yoongi's idea to come to work today. He was supposed to have the next few days off to 'plan his wedding' and wasn't supposed to be back until after Hoseok left. Unfortunately, Jonghyun was short on staff as most of his employees were 'sick'. Of course, Yoongi had a feeling it was bullshit. When Mina texted him, 'come in to work. We need to talk. Well, Jong needs to talk to you.' Yoongi grudgingly came into work, much to Hoseok and Jin's protests.

There weren't many employees in so Jonghyun wasn't lying. There was probably only a handful, much less than a usual shift. Yoongi didn't really know any of their names (no point, really) and the only one he recognised was Minho.

'He's not my boyfriend. He's just a friend.' Mina snorted.

'Uh huh. And Momo is my best friend. Let's face it, you're so far up his ass.' Mina argued and Yoongi smirked.

'I wish I was up his ass.' He mumbled under his breath. He didn't expect Mina to hear it but the way she started gagging and slamming her hands onto the dough, she'd heard him.

'Too much information. Just because we're both in relationships, doesn't mean I want to hear about your sex life. Ew.' She scrunched her face up, causing Yoongi to laugh.

'Same with you. Don't tell me about Momo.' He retorted and she stopped, turning to face him.

'I didn't say anything,' she said. 'I didn't peg you for a bottom either.' Yoongi scoffed at that.

'Me, a top? Really Mina? You obviously don't know me.' Both of them started giggling, Mina's hands covering her mouth. They got a few strange looks from neighbouring employees but neither one of them cared.

She glanced past his shoulder, eyes widening. When she spoke, her voice was hushed, almost a whisper. 'Don't look. Turn back to your work. Boss is coming.'

And as if Jonghyun knew he was being spoken about between the two of them, his booming voice reached Yoongi's ears. 'Long time no see Yoongi. How's the wedding planning?' And it may have just been Yoongi's mind, fucking with him but Jonghyun's voice didn't sound all that pleasant. Just like that, guilt slowly made its way up Yoongi's throat, threatening to choke him. He'd forgotten about the lie up until now. Slowly, Yoongi turned to face Jonghyun, a smile on his face. Sweat had started to gather at his hairline and his whole body was flush. I hope my face isn't bright red. Knowing my luck though, it will be.

'Hey, Jonghyun. The wedding planning's going okay.' He lied, wishing the ground would swallow him up whole.

'That's good to hear. Glad to see you back at work.' Jonghyun turned to leave but paused, eyes narrowed.

'Anything wrong, sir?' Yoongi tried to keep his voice steady. He grabbed the table top to hide his shaking hands. Why am I shaking so much? He doesn't suspect anything!

'Where's your ring?' Jonghyun titled his head, eyes locked on Yoongi's bare neck. Fuck. I forgot to put it on this morning.

'I guess I forgot to put it back on after my shower this morning.' Sweating, he tried to calm down. How flushed was his skin? Jonghyun didn't seem to really buy it. His eyes narrowed even more, turning into narrow slits and Yoongi could pick up on the suspicion and disbelief rolling off him.