My Mate Is Too Shy {Jiminxreader}

12) Of Allergies and Rivalry

Date: ‪October 24rd‬
Time: ‪5:00pm‬
Mood: Suspicious
Location: Work

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Jimin was nice to her. Way too nice.

It was suspicious. What was his goal? Because no one in Y/n's experience was nice for no reason. Was he waiting for her to let her guard down so that he could attack? The type of attack she was thinking was more along the lines of something emotionally crippling, but she didn't write off any type of physical altercation just yet.

Because she knew from experience that the moment she opened up, he would leave. And before leaving he would do or say something that would make it so much harder to deal with. But then, he'd already done that much.

Gone for a week and it was already hard to handle. Difficult and confusing. She was aware of the fact that his lack of presence pulled at her in some way, but hadn't realized she missed him until she saw him again. Why did she miss him? She couldn't miss him. Missing him entailed that she liked him in some form or the other, and liking him was bad.

Not only was he a STALKER, liking anyone was not good for her. It was bad enough that Hyuna was insisting they were now 'bff' without adding a cute, blond boy to the mix.

Leaving was an inevitability and since they both refused at the moment, Y/n decided on her way to work the next day, that she was going to get them before they got her.

Whatever that meant. There wasn't a mean bone in her body and already her heart ached at the thought of hurting either of them, but it was deemed a necessary evil in her opinion.

Rushing into the convenience store away from the freezing cold, she steeled her nerves for what was to come.

"Red!!" Jimin appeared from no where, bright eyed, grinning from ear to ear and bouncing in place like a happy puppy. "Are you cold? Are you hungry? Did you have a good day? Are you happy? I'm happy." he giggled cutely.

All previous resolve was broken like a poorly built dam. He was too...everything. Being faced with him was too much, it made her feel things she didn't want to feel, things she didn't think she deserved to feel. Now she cursed herself for saying hello to him yesterday.

"Uh-" which question to answer first? Could she manage to without being awkward? "U-um. Y-y-yeah." she stuttered out before scooting along to her position behind the counter. No. The answer to that query was no.

"Oh good, you're here!" Her boss busting out from the back room had her jumping in surprise. "Let me tell you about my week."

And she did. In great detail, not forgetting to add in the story about her husband's prostate exam and not withholding a single second of the 168 hours of the last week. By the time she had finished with the hour long tale, Y/n's ears were ringing and Jimin had escaped somewhere off to the back after hearing the word prostate.

"And then-" her boss stilled when she caught sight of someone outside. "Yeobo!!" Like a teenage school girl, the thirty something woman skipped out the door and jumped into the arms of her husband.

This type of exit was costumary so Y/n didn't bother to even look up. It was another full minute before the bell above the door chimed. Looking up, she automatically nodded to the mint-haired regular before turning around to rifle through her bag. Most of the time, work time doubled as homework time.

What she didn't notice was that the second her attention was diverted, Jimin skidded into the room, recognizing his elusive hyung's scent. Turned out Yoongi had mysteriously moved out of Namjoon's home and into his own and hadn't informed anyone but a tight-lipped Hoseok of his whereabouts.