Shimmer Gloss | VMIN

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Disclaimer! Before we get started, this chapter contains scenes of harassment.

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It was Taehyung's 5th time doing this. 

He was standing at the same place everyday, about 8 meters away from Jimin's stall. A surgical mask would always be placed over his face, making sure to conceal his identity and to be unseen. Taehyung had been admiring him from afar ever since. When Jimin would be idling or styling a customer, Taehyung would be there to watch.

He had also noticed how skilful the employee was with his hands, from gently handling the makeup brushes to blending foundation to inserting eyelashes. So much precision and detail, Jimin did his job flawlessly. From what Taehyung observed, he seemed to be popular with the regulars; every now and then, he would note a few people greeting the employee during early mornings.

Not only that, Taehyung also realized that Jimin was receiving more and more clients day by day. His talent of makeup might've went round - proven by the 5 star reviews the younger had seen online recently.

"He should get a promotion." Taehyung spluttered under his breath, witnessing a young man approaching Jimin with an excited beam.

Taehyung presumed it was another customer, wearing trendy clothes like he was about to go to a special occasion.

Keeping both his eyes on them, a tinge of jealousy struck the younger when he noticed the man caressing Jimin's cheek. It didn't seem platonic, as he continued to stroke nearer the latter's lips, aggravating the frustration in Taehyung. 

He wanted to go up to them, but he knew it was a bad idea.

I'm just overreacting. He tried to convince himself, craning his neck to retrieve a better view of Jimin. An annoyed groan escaped Taehyung's lips as the man's back kept blocking the employee from his line of sight.

Then Taehyung's anger rose to boiling point.

The male's hand wandered over to Jimin's thigh, harshly clasping onto a handful which led to the latter releasing a shocked squeak. Jimin's face contorted, obviously filled with disquiet whilst he struggled to withdraw the man's beefy hand.

"Please, stop." Taehyung just about figured what Jimin mouthed to the customer.

Yet, the man wouldn't let go. And his other hand snaked their way to the employee's backside.

Jimin was terrified. 

Crossed arms.

Quivering hands. 

A wobbling jaw.

Taehyung was surprised himself that no one else in the store noticed the man's behavior.

He definitely didn't like the sight, already having the urge to confront the pair.