[RE-EDITING]Follow My Tune - Jimin x Reader

Epilogue

A/N: Loooong chapter ahead, so grab a snack and sit down comfortably. Ready? Let's go!

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*6 years later*

It was once again that time of the day, you know when the clock strikes three in the afternoon and you realise that you has about two whole hours left on your shift. What wouldn't you do to just being able to get swept out of that old door and disappear away from this place?

The late afternoon brought dark shadows along with it's entrance, the cold winter air making people look like fire breathing dragons when they were walking around on the streets, heavy clouds of smoke coming out of their mouths as their hot breaths met the cold air. 

Inside of the small café, you were still standing by the hot coffee machine, making steaming drinks to thirsty customers that came to enjoy a hot beverage on this cold winter day. It was kind of funny how you could still be working at the very exact same place despite all the years that had passed, but for some reason you had been wanting to hold onto something that reminded you of the times that now were behind you. It may sound odd how someone would want that. After all, the salary wasn't that good nor was it your dream job, but you still enjoyed it. 

"Here you go Mrs. Kang, please enjoy and have a nice holiday." you said as you handed over a cup of steaming coffee to a small older women and gave her a warm smile.

Her old wrinkly hands reached out and took it and returned your smile with a equally warm one.

"Thank you dear, and make sure you have a good one as well. Spend it with someone special." her eyes glittered mysteriously as she gave you a wink and turned around and left. 

You looked after her when she went out of the door, and smiled to yourself, playing with the small silver locket that was hanging around your neck.

This could have turned into a completely normal day, if it hadn't been for the thing that happened about an hour later, just a bit before your shift ended.

You were busy with cleaning off one of the counters next to a shelf, when suddenly the small clock ringed, alarming everyone that a new customer had entered the café. Wanting to get off the annoying spot that were bothering you by not coming off the counter, you just said to whoever it was that was now waiting for you to take their order. 

"Just a second, I'm coming!"

Making one last attempt of scrubbing it off from the hard surface of the desk, you eventually succeeded and turned around to take care of the waiting customer. 

"What can I give you-" 

Two brown eyes were the first thing that you saw, piercing you with his intimidating eyes. The same piercing gaze that had locked eyes with you for exact six years ago. And here you were, still getting butterflies in your stomach as you looked at the handsome man in front of you.

An elegant grey wool cloak was covering his shoulders and a maroon red scarf was neatly wrapped around his neck, revealing just the head of something that seemed to be a tattoo of a red dragon that crawled its way up his neck. 

The man came closer and put his hands on the desk, only to then lean forwards so that it was only a small space between the faces of the both of you. A strand of blonde hair fell into his eyes as he said while a mischevious smirk played on his plump lips.