ᏴᎡᎬᎪᎠ ( bangtan crack )

ii

"what the actual fuck." seokjin muttered underneath his breath when he saw his six new, temporary employees enter the cafe. every single one wearing something that made him want to barf in his mouth.

the one with a bunny smile was wearing all black with timberland boots.

to work in a cafe.

a pink cafe.

the one with a boxy smile wore a oddly printed shirt with dress pants and gucci flip flops with socks.

the thicc one was wearing a super loose shirt that could probably ride up if he even so twirled.

the one with the flower crown was still wearing a flower crown. he also had a shirt that had his face all over and said "i'm your hope, you're my hope, i'm j-hope".

the one who looked done with life had his hair all over the place and was still in his pj's.

the only sane one was wearing the actual dress code he had sent out.

what was wrong with them?

"if you guys think you're working like that, you're incorrect." seokjin said with his hands on his hips and giving them the look. they all groaned and seokjin turned to the sane one, "you're the only one who actually dressed accordingly so therefore, you're the only one i care about right now. what's your name?"

the sane one smiled, showing his dimples. this action made one of the men in the room's heart race. "my name's kim namjoon, sir."

after he was done introducing himself, the one with gucci flip flops raised his hand and started to talk. "my name's kim ta-"

seokjin held a hand up to stop him from talking. "no, the rest of you guys will not be called as your lame name's here. you are now referred to as 'bunny', 'boxy', 'thicc', 'sunny', and 'drool'."

drool woke from his slumber when he heard his new nickname. he furrowed his eyebrows, "why the fuck am i drool? im not a fucking liquid that comes out of someone's damn mouth."

seokjin widens his eyes and stares at yoongi. "excuse me, i'm older than you."

"i don't give a shit, i don't give a fuck-"

"dear lord, help me. aLRIGHT, bunny, you man the counter. boxy and thicc, you're responsible for decorating the pastries and putting them on display. sunny, you serve the orders to the customers. drool, you're in charge of janitorial services. and namjoon, you're in charge of making the drinks. there are clothes to change into in the storage room, go fix whatever the hell you guys decided to show up in."

the boys just stare at seokjin. he sighs and starts clapping loudly, "HELLO? IM NOT GETTING ANY YOUNGER!" this frightened them and they scurried to get changed and do their jobs.

after a bit, everyone went to their stations and seokjin unlocked the doors before going to the kitchen. when he got his mixer out, he heard a crash and a loud shit from the front of the store. he immediately ran up front.

"WHAT HAPPENED?" seokjin yells.

namjoon slowly turns around and shows his hands, where one of his coffee machines laid in two pieces. "i-i broke the coffee machine."

"jesus fucking christ."