𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 | 𝖪𝗂𝗆 𝖭𝖺𝗆𝗃𝗈𝗈𝗇 [𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃]

T H R E E

03
S T E P UP

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   HYERIM NEEDED TO RETURN the letter to the man. It was obvious that it was his as soon as he mentioned the vinyl, even if she never actually asked for his name directly. She figured that she was relying on both the nickname Joon and the mention of the café.

Despite needing to, she wasn't going to go searching the ends of the Earth for him. She had things to do; walking her dogs, working, taking care of bills, and feeding the fish and turtles at the pond. She had a very busy schedule, and she still planned to follow it throughout.

She didn't expect him to show up at the café, even if he did marvel over it. The only reason why she wanted him to was so that way she could return the letter. She would have gone to the library if it wasn't so far from where she lived. Even then, she only went there once she finished with her books because she was like that.

"What's up with you?"

Hyerim looked away from her book and towards her co-worker that sat on one of the tables, typing away on his phone. "Nothing," she replied nonchalantly as she went back to her book.

"You've been sighing every time you see a costumer," the older man went on, walking up to the counter and placing his elbows on it as he put his head in his hands. "You waiting for someone special?" he teased, lifting his eyebrows seductively as he smirked.

"How would you write a letter?" Hyerim asked, ignoring his questions earning a frown. "Like, a love-like letter that's a bit...cheesy?"

Yoongi frowned, clearly perplexed by her sudden question. "Well...I don't write letters, so I don't know. Who writes letters these days? What is it? 1850?"

"Let's just say that I got delivered a cheesy letter meant for someone else."

His dark eyes immediately gleamed. All boredom vanished into thin air as a mischievous gaze flooded his eyes. "Lemme see," he said, holding his hand out with a sly grin, revealing his mouth gums.

She simply shook her head and went back to her book. "No. You should get back to work. Inventory can take a while, Yoongi," she said, shooting him a smile.

"Then what's the point of you telling me this if you're not even going to show me the damn letter?" He grumbled, rolling his eyes and removing himself off the counter before disappearing into the back, grumbling complaints under his breath.

Seeing his reaction made a smile grace her lips as she shook her head and went back to her book. Over the time of knowing Min Yoongi, Hyerim learned that for certain people, he would reveal a more childlike side to him that was a bit similar to Jungkook. It was something she would look forward to each day since she begun working at the café.

She occasionally took a glance at the red letter that was hidden underneath the counter. Every time she looked at it, she gave a small shiver as she recalled the words in it. It was something she wished she didn't read, yet wished that she could read it endlessly. It was the type of cheesy where you wanted more of it despite giving multiple remarks about it.

When she heard the all too familiar bell chime, Hyerim perked her head up. She froze momentarily, her eyes widening a bit to see the man had returned. She quickly returned back to her calm composure as he approached her.