The Early Shift | Yoongi x Reader

First Sip - 2

It's another excruciating hour later that the crowd finally subsides. Your eyelids slide down as you let your weary body fall against the counter. You take what feels like your first breath in forever. Taking the towel that's hanging on one of the racks, you wipe your brow of shiny perspiration.

"Attractive."

You peel open your eyes (now narrowed in annoyance) and find Yoongi staring your way. Everything about him irritates you, right down to the casual cross of his arms and the amusement on his lips. "Thanks, I'm aware." You turn to rinse off the towel in the sink. "Forget to set an alarm again?" You hope he catches every ounce of sarcasm in your tone.

"Mm, something like that."

"Ugh. I'm gonna tell Mina, you know."

He doesn't even dignify that with a response, because you both know it's an empty threat. If you actually had the inclination to rat him out to your boss, you would have, a long time ago. You almost did about three months ago, after a particularly sticky morning, but backed off for a couple of reasons. The first being Yoongi has seniority over you by a year. The second, no one else can (or wants to...) work the early shift, so pissing off the one employee you're stuck with is probably not the wisest thing to do. Mina had ended up hiring Sooah a little while later anyway. While she's not the fastest worker, it's better than no one at all. That is, when she's not out sick (you suspect it's a hangover).

You wipe your hands on your apron. "Look, can you at least try to get here on time?"

"I do try," Yoongi deadpans. "I also just fail."

"Try harder. Seriously, it's impossible to handle the morning rush on my own and I shouldn't have to. Not if you just wake up a little earlier. Hell, you can sleep here for all I care." When you spin around to make sure he's listening, you find he's absorbed in his phone. He's always tapping away on that damn thing, doing god knows what. Probably texting whatever girl's been keeping him up at night.

"Yoongi?" You try again, this time not bothering to hide your irritation. "Ya listening?"

You manage to get him to lift his head. "You really talk a lot."

"I wouldn't have to if you just got it the first time. Do you even understand the words I'm saying?"

"I bet Sooah could handle the shift alone." Then he's right back to the screen.

If only you could reach across and smack him upside his handsome head.

And that's the most excruciating thing of all. Despite all the grief and stress that he's caused you, you can't seem to shake the stupid little crush you developed on him when you first started here. But it's not your fault! You were tricked! Tricked by the rare appearance of an utterly adorable smile, the pouty nose scrunches, and all the times he made an extra drink, just for you. Now you're certain he was just buttering you up so you wouldn't rat him out.

But hey, you figure, you can hate someone's guts and also want them to fuck your brains out, right?

The single buzz of your cellphone pulls you from your thoughts. You make sure there aren't any customers around before you reach for it.

[8:30am] dami (from work): hey, can i swap shifts with u on fri? i have a paper due at 7 so it's better for me

You spare one glance at Yoongi. You can't help the malicious grin when you imagine how he'll feel coming into utter chaos on Friday, because you won't be there to cover his ass. You wish you could set up CCTV in the corner just to get his priceless reaction.

[8:31am] you: yup. no problem at all!