Mafia

15

Taehyung's P.O.V

"Hi. Welcome to our coffee shop. May I take your order?", a boy dressed in all black came up to me.

"Are you available?", he bit his lip and I mentally cringed.

Yay. Here we go again.

"Huh?"

"You're cute.", he leaned on his arm.

"Ok?"

"I like cute boys. Give me your number."

I scoffed, "No."

His grin went away, "What do you mean no?"

"I don't even know you."

"Get to know me then."

"I'll pass. Are you going to order? Or?"

"Can I order your number?"

"What's your name?", I sighed.

"Park Bogum."

"Hm.. Ok. Park Bogum, can you order your drink and leave?", I fake smiled, my patience running thin.

"Fiesty."

"Omg."

"Come on. Taehyung."

"How do you know my name?", I looked at him weirdly.

"Uh.. it's on your nametag."

"My nametag is not on me though..", I slowly took a step back.

"Haha..um. I guessed? One of my friends is named Taehyung."

"Haha. Yeah.. Um, excuse me for a moment.", I went into the back area and pulled out my phone.

I was going to call Jimin, but I didn't want him to mess up his wrist even more.

So, I called Jungkook.

"Jungkook.. I'm scared."

"What do you mean? What happened?"

"This guy.. he knows my name and I have no idea who he is. And I don't have my nametag on."

"Ok ok. Chill. What's his name? What does he look like?"

"He's wearing all black. his name is Park Bogum."

There was silent on the other line, and I got worried.

"J-Jungkook?"

"Don't tell him anything. Don't do anything. Just stay at the counter. Ok? I'm coming."

He hung up and I gulped.

I slowly walked back to the counter and controlled my anxiety.

I can pretend to be fine, I'm a good actor.

"Sorry.. my um bestie called."

"It's cool. Hey, so what about that phone number?", he tapped the counter.

"umm-"

"Hey Taehyung, you can go now! I'll take over.", one of my co-workers said and I sighed.

I grabbed my phone, charger, and keys, and walked out of the doors to wait on the bench, but Bogum followed me.

He grabbed my arm, "Stop being stubborn. I'll give you a ride home."

"No. I'm good.", I tried to release my hand but he wasn't budging.

"L-Let go, please."

His eyes darkened and he threw me against the building wall, pinning his hands above my head.