❞Venti Macchiato, please.❝ minjoon ✔

❞ Chapter III ❝

It's raining. This isn’t so bad, as it usually means that there’s less people rushing in to get their coffee and instead deciding they can go without the risk of getting soaked for a caffeine fix. It means Jimin can breathe a bit more with less frantic heartbeats between coffee orders.

It also means there’s less distractions for him from his Plan.

“What are you smiling about?” Yoongi asks, looking up between coffee orders at the espresso machine. They’ve been on a constant run for the last forty minutes, taking and distributing orders. Hoseok is off today, meaning Jeongguk is at the register with Jimin and making more work for him, but he almost doesn’t mind.

Today, he has something to look forward to.

Almost.

“It’s almost time,” Jimin says as he steps up to the other espresso machine, three orders in his head and reaching for the coffee. Looking up at the clock, he has about three minutes.

“I thought you hated this guy,” Yoongi says, glancing over at him as Jimin packs down the coffee grounds with a tamper.

“Hate is a strong word,” Jimin says, looking up at the line of people at the counter. “I don’t hate anyone.”

“I don’t think Jimin can legitimately hate anyone,” Jeongguk says, stepping back to grab a muffin from the bakery case. “He’s too nice.”

‘Nice’ is kind of a generous term, especially since Jimin suddenly feels a rush of excitement as a familiar figure steps into the coffee shop. Immediately a frown crosses that serious face at the length of the line, then eyes roll, and Jimin is so ready for this.

On cue, Jeongguk looks over at him in the most obvious way, making Jimin’s earlier reminder of ‘be subtle, though’ evaporate into nothing but coffee fumes. “Smooth,” mutters Yoongi from where he’s wrapping up a large order for the stressed looking coffee boy having a mini panic attack by the ‘pick up’ counter.

Two people from ‘Mr. Business’ and Jeongguk is stepping back, throwing Jimin another look that isn’t subtle at all. Yoongi shakes his head as Jimin steps up, familiar smile on his face, and feeling a growing crawl of ‘retribution’ in his gut.

Just as usual, Busy Busy Businessman has his phone plastered to the side of his face, looks annoyed at the fact that he has to breathe between sentences, and like he doesn't have time to even tell Jimin his order. Jimin smiles at him anyway, asking, “good morning, what can I get for you today?”

Just as usual, the man orders a venti macchiato, and tells Jimin his name when asked. This time, Jimin makes a legitimate effort to write his name, ignoring the way the man looks at him derisively and seems to be battling with whatever conflict is happening on his Important Phone Call.

The name on the side of the cup clearly reads ‘Nahmjun’ before he steps back to make the order, Jeongguk taking over for him. The look Yoongi gives him is nothing short of suffering amusement before he proceeds to make the venti macchiato, Jimin glancing at the next customer looking five minutes away from a temper tantrum.

“Namjoon,” Jimin calls when he puts the coffee out for pick up. Namjoon takes it with barely a look before he’s walking away. Watching as he walks back to the register, Jimin waits for him to notice. Today, Namjoon looks at the side of his cup, as if purposefully checking to make sure it’s his (which is stupid, no one else orders venti at 7:38 every morning). Today, Namjoon pauses again, frown tugging at his lips as he reads his obviously misspelled name, before he actually looks up at Jimin with a blatant accusatory look on his face.

It clearly is meant to convey Just who exactly do you think you are?

And, because that swelling feeling of justice is lacing through Jimin at finally getting something back after months of this man being a rude as sin piece of human to deal with, Jimin actually raises a hand and wiggles his fingers in a mini wave, smiling brightly.

The look on the man’s face has him coasting on a high for the rest of the day. That abject look of how dare he? and Jimin has never been so proud of himself.

“If I’d known all it took was pissing off a few customers to get you this happy, I’d have suggested it a month ago,” Yoongi says when they’re wiping down the counters later.

“I don’t like making them mad,” Jimin says, glancing up from cleaning out the steaming attachments on the espresso machine. “They’re already pissed enough. It’s just-“

“Whatever makes you happy, man,” Yoongi shrugs at him, tossing him a sort of amused smile as he steps around him, pushing around Jeongguk as he returns with fresh bags of coffee.

‘Happy’ doesn’t really explain the feeling Jimin has, but it’s something more like a definite sense of satisfaction at finally getting back at some of the ridiculously rude behavior he’s had to deal with for the last few months.

It’s about time he had his turn.