My Mate Is Too Shy {Jiminxreader}

13) Of Expiration and Bad Advice

Date: October 24th
Time: 6:00pm
Location: Work, the back room
Mood: Pouty
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This hadn't been as hard for Namjoon, had it? From Jimin's point of view, he found his mate and then it was all cats and rainbows from there.

With Jimin's mate, the woman barely spoke to him or paid him any mind and now there was some other guy she was willing to talk to. A human. Of course it was a human. The one thing he couldn't be. His faith in the mood goddess was seriously being tested here. Did she even know what she was doing?

BAM

Growling in agitation, Jimin rubbed the back of his head and looked to see what had fallen on him. Snatching it up, it was obvious at first sight that it was jar of pickled radishes. Not so obvious was how exactly it had fallen. The ache in his head told him that it didn't matter.

More annoyed than before, he glared down at the offending object again just noticing the expiration date. Of over four years ago.

"What?" he muttered. Reaching up, he began to inspect the dates on the other jars, all of varying dates and each one expired. Why did they have all this old food? Everything in the front was new, he was the one who stocked the shelves, so of that fact he was certain.

Yet in the storage room, the more he looked, the less edible products he found. Feeling more annoyed by the second, he found a trash bag and began shoveling every expired item into it. It somewhat calmed him to imagine every jar and can as a certain handsome man's head, a man who just so happened to be friendly with his mate.

When every item from that shelf had been discarded, he curiously pulled down a bottle of hand sanitizer and his eyes bugged out.

"What??" This hand sanitizer expired six years ago. But that wasn't what bothered him. It was the fact that hand sanitizer expires. His whole life felt like a LIE! Why had no one ever told him this? And if things like hand sanitizer expired, did that mean soap expired? Shampoo? What about water? Did water expire???

A noise from behind had him looking over his shoulder to find the source of his happiness and agony peaking around the door with wide, curious eyes.

"Yes?" He asked shortly before getting back to work. Oddly, he didn't want to see her. As of now he felt like a complete and utter failure, and she reminded him of the fact. In her eyes, he was a stalker, creepy, and couldn't even be talked to like a normal person.

"A-are you ok?" her small voice reached his ears.

He wasn't ok, but how would he explain that to her? Oh, by the way, I'm a supernatural creature that can turn into a furry predator and guess what! You're stuck with me forever because there's this moon goddess who thinks she knows what she's doing. Jimin doubted it would work.

"Yes." His reply came out more curt than he had meant for it to, just as he shoved another old product in the trash bag and the skin between his fingers got pinched. Out of the corner of his eye he saw her shoulders droop and eyes lower as she shuffled away.

Mother fucker! How dare you!

The admonishment from his wolf was unneeded. He already hated himself enough for the two of them. But what could he do? In his eyes, his approach to this whole thing was normal, if a bit on the 'werewolf' side. However his mate saw him as creepy. Creepy! How do you move past such a thing?

What we should do is create our own way of talking to her. Something gentle and quiet that will appeal to her, nothing aggressive-

Forget that, he was calling his hyung for advice! He pulled out his phone and tapped on his contact.