Abducted [ pjm . myg ]

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"Thank you for coming... Have a nice day!!"

Taehyung approached one of the tables as soon as he saw the customer stood up. The middle-aged woman smiled back at him, whispering a faint 'thank you' before walking towards the main door.

Without his smile disappearing, he wiped off the left stains on top of the table. After that, he looked around and noticed a few more empty tables that are in need of cleaning.

He sighed, "I need to pace up"

When he was on the last one, he felt a light tap on his shoulder. He turned around and saw one of his female co-workers looking at him with worried eyes.

"Hey... What's wrong?"

"Taehyung-ah... I'm so sorry but, can you please be at the counter for a minute? It's an emergency. My grandma is in the hospital and I need to get there quick"

Taehyung nodded. He looked around, searching for someone in particular.

"Hoseok hyung-eun?"

"I think he's inside the kitchen, baking the cookies... But I'm in a hurry and I saw you first so... Please..."

Taehyung muttered an 'okay' before gathering all the stuff on the table. Though his co-worker stopped him and said she'll take care of it.

"I'll just throw these out... Thank you, Tae... I'll be back as soon as possible" She said, hurriedly putting all the trash on the garbage bin.

"Don't fuzz about it. I got it all covered" He smiled. "Be sure to be back okay? And drive safely!!!" He shouted as he watches her enter the staff room.

After that, he started working on the counter, taking orders and other stuff one after another. When there weren't customers and he got a little bored, he decided to wipe the counter clean and organize stuff at the drawers below.

He crouched down and opened each drawer one by one, arranging all things that are rather messy to look at. Well at least in Taehyung's opinion that is.

He's got a side of him that gets satisfied whenever he put things in order. He's not a perfectionist, but he hates it when things are scattered around in an unclean way.

When he's looking through the 3rd drawer from the left, he saw something that made him stop. He reached out for it before standing up.

It was a yellow sticky note with a cute little duckie design.

It was Jimin's...

As a matter of fact, he gave it to him before he went back to his hometown when he issued a vacation leave. He gave it to him because he noticed that every time Jimin take orders, instead of writing on a paper, he scribbles it on his own hand.

His reasoning was kind of weird at first...

"It always goes out of my mind that I have that paper since it's white and plain!!"

But it's also kind of cute though because he realized they're both weird in different ways. So he bought him his own with his favorite color.

"But why a duck?!!"

"It looks like you when you pout, dummy"

Tae unconsciously smiled when he remembered that memory. But as soon as he remembered other things that happened after that, his smile immediately faded and turned into a frown.

He inhaled and let out a breath before putting it back where it belonged. He placed his left hand on his waist and his right hand on his nape, sighing deeply as he tries to clear his thoughts again.