supermarket flowers - a jjk fanfiction

prologue

h e l l o ♡

as you guys can tell this is my very first fanfiction that i dare to publish after years of professional procrastination. i wanted everything to be perfect and i hope you get to enjoy the book as much as i had fun writing it.

please also note that i am not a native english speaker. if there are mistakes, mispells, or annoying grammar errors do not hesitate to comment and or notify me about them!

last but not least, enjoy the story

"Make sure to lock up after, okay!" my annoying co-worker shouted across the room.

"Yeah right," I mumbled, not really wanting to answer.

I just wasn't in the mood today. And the bad thing is that I didn't know what went wrong. My lectures were fine and Jaemin also offered me a ride today. Something just wasn't clicking.

And that's when i realized. When did I ever talk to Jaemin? I didn't even know him. The only time he would 'talk' to me was when I tutored him every week. And when I mean tutor I meant me talking to a wall and him playing video games all through the session.

It was weird when he started talking to me yesterday. He listened when i spoke and even asked questions. Like? Wow I didn't even know he could have the ability to do so.

And when lectures were over he casually offered me a ride. It was okay I guess, I appreciate it but something was fishy.

Just as I was drained in my own thoughts a customer walked in. Chimming the bell on top of the front entrance, I said my greetings and watched the men make their way to the instant food section.

They were dressed in all black from head to toe. Both of them even wore the same black mask that goes up to their eyes. I try to keep my expectations low, I wasn't mentally ready to get robbed today.

Not long after, they came back with seven lunch boxes and probably twenty microwave ready sausages.

"Is that all?" I asked while scanning the items.

One of them nodded and I continued plopping them in plastic bags. I caught a glimpse of their eyes staring at me and immediately had deja vu. I swear I saw them somewhere.

Can't really trust myself though. It was 12 AM and I could easily be hallucinating. You know when you think about things you never really thought about in morning at night? Yes, I am assigned to a night shift. And it happens to me a lot.

After they payed, I greeted them goodbye and saw one open his mask just as low as his lips, whispering to the other. Somehow he mouthed the word 'buttons'.  Don't ask why and how I can read people's mouths.

I shivered when the AC hit my skin. Why is it so cold today? Last time I remember was that it was around the middle of summer. I was about to reach down at my socks to pull them higher, when I realized. When I freakin realized that two of my upper buttons were open, almost exposing half of my boobs.

Wow.

I tried to be positive that they didn't make a big deal out of it. And after all they didn't do anything weird. Right?