𝓃𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇𝓈

-7-

"Hi Mam' Sir!, what would you guys like for today?" Jimin gladly said.

He always enjoyed the feeling of meeting new face's. Fresh people who really don't know anything about you but that gives you the opportunity to be someone you want to be.

Jimin just wants to be happy. So thats what he is acting like now.

"One White Americano please" The beautiful young lady says.

While Jimin was punching in the order he thought of how people can endure adding extra calories into their coffees without being so conscious.

It made him playback the moments when he would eat what ever he desires. Always full and naturally giddy.

It so depressing how he has to pull some stunt to act the same.

"Same here" Says the man. "Alright!" Jimin paints a huge smile on his face as he grabs a marker and starts writing down their order.

"May I have your name?" Jimin asked. The seemingly younger girl looks up at the taller male. A look of What the fuck do I say while doing so.

"Hoseok" The male says with a huge heart like smile plastered on his tan face.

"Here's your change!" Jimin hands them their stack of coins before waving to the next customer.

Before he gets the chance to open his mouth his co-worker taps him on the shoulder.

"Chim its your break. Get something in that belly" The woman states.

Since Jimin was so used to the phrase he simply brushed her feminine hand of his shoulder to avoid contact with the now sticking out collarbones.

"Ok, Good luck Jennie"

Is the last thing he said before stepping into the break room.