우리는 매일 같은 똥을 다시한다.
We redo the same shit every day
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"I need table 7 order Hoseok!" Jennifer shout, Hoseok standing by the coffee maker, suddenly lost into his own little world, that world consisting of the tan skin girl with her ruffled curls and her stuffed animal horse.
"Hoseok!" Shaking his shoulder, Hoseok jumps a little, him looking over his shoulder to see an ticked off Jennifer standing behind him.
"So-Sorry. I'll get to it." Hoseok mumbles, grabbing a empty mug, inserting it under the maker before starting the machine, it rumbling a little bit before it slowly pouring the black liquid. Moving past her, he walks over the other side, Jennifer shaking her head at him before heading back to the register.
Walking through the entrance was Yoongi and Jimin, dressed in their uniform, Jimin fumbling with the pin of his name tag while Yoongi mopes to the back, already feeling Jennifer's glare.
"Look who decide to show up to work 3 hours late."
"Sorry I had more important things to do."
"Like what?" Jennifer crosses her arms, Yoongi glaring at her.
"Trying to figure out why you're always a pain in my ass." Yoongi says, showing off his gummy smile before he frowns, walking by Jennifer who couldn't help but glare, her hatred towards him slowly increasing along with her heart rate from his presence.
"Thank god you're here." Namjoon says, patting Yoongi and Jimin's shoulders.
"Where's Hoseok?"
"He's currently helping Jennifer with the orders but she's been bossing us around like her little servants."
"Doesn't she do that on a daily?" Yoongi asked, clocking himself in, putting his ticket back into his little slot.
"Yeah but usually, we're able to tolerate but today she's been a real bitch." Namjoon said, Jimin chuckling.
"That's Jennifer for you."
"This isn't gossip hour so get your asses to work." Jennifer yelled through the doorway, Yoongi rolling his eyes.
"Knew I shouldn't have come." Yoongi mumbles, him grabbing his notepad from the counter, heading out onto the floor to do the job he dreads the most.
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Working non stop for a few hours, Jennifer finally let the boys have a break, the other midday shift employees taking over their spots. Sitting down in a empty booth, the boys take out their phones along with their bags of lunch that Jimin so kindly arranged for him and his hyungs.
"Finally able to get off my feet." Taking off his shoes, Namjoon rests his legs on Hoseok's lap, Hoseok pushing them off once he got a whiff of his smelly feet.
"Put your shoes back on. It smells like rotten eggs." Hoseok says, plugging his nose while Namjoon playfully waves his feet around Hoseok's face.
"And you wonder why I never take you guys anywhere." Yoongi mumbles, glaring at Namjoon and Hoseok's immature behavior.
"Hey hyung isn't that Indya over there?" Jimin asked, pointing across the cafe, Yoongi looking over to caught a glimpse of Indya's curly hair.
"Yeah?"
"Who are you looking at?" Hoseok turns around, taking a glance at Indya waiting behind an customer by the register.
"So that's the famous Indya Jimin keeps talking about. Hmmm who knew that Yoongi had game." Hoseok says, smirking at Yoongi who just stared at him with a blank expression.
"Maybe we should invite her to sit with us."
"That's a great idea Jimin. Come on Namjoon, let go invite her over." Hoseok grabs Namjoon's arm, dragging him over to the girl, him being clueless of what's happening. Yoongi just shakes his head, side glancing at Jimin to see him giving his hyung his apologetic smile. Looking back, he watches Hoseok talking to Indya, her looking at him with slight confusion, Yoongi slightly smiling at her meeting the crazy and bold Hoseok. Seeing Hoseok pointing towards their table, Indya looks over, her eyes catching Yoongi's, a bright smile forming on her face.
"Seems like she's happy to see you." Jimin whispered, Yoongi looking over at him to see him sipping on his drink, trying to hold back his smile.
"The famous Indya has finally arrived." Hoseok says, Indya giggling at him.
"Hi Jimin." She waves at him, him waving back shyly with a small smile.
"Hey quiet boy." Indya smirks, Yoongi looking at her with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
"You can sit right next to Yoongi if you want. He wouldn't mind would you hyung?" Namjoon said, Yoongi glaring at him for him and Hoseok playfully teasing. Scooting closer towards Jimin, Yoongi leaves some space for Indya, her mumbling a thank you before taking a seat.
"So Indya, how did you and Yoongi meet?"
"Um at a party."
"Party huh? Interesting."
"Did you guys i don't know maybe hooked up at the party?" Namjoon asked, Jimin choking on his drink before hitting Namjoon's arm.
"No...he was actually comforting me after I got into a fight....with my boyfriend." Indya says, Hoseok and Namjoon playful smiles slightly dropping.
"Oh. Sorry to hear that."
"It's alright really."
"Are you guys okay after the whole...fight"
"Yeah for now..." Yoongi looks over at her, seeing the hurt and glint of fear in her eyes while she plays it off with a fake smile.
"Well you know...if anything happens between you two, you can always come over to our house." Jimin says, Indya smiling at him.
"Yeah since you're friends with our hyung, you're also our friend too and we'll always be there for you whenever you're down." Hoseok says, giving her a genuine smile.
"Thanks. I..really appreciate it." Indya says, the boys smiling back at her, her glancing over her shoulder to see Yoongi giving her a small smile, sincere in his eyes. Looking down at the closeness of their hands, she boldly grabs his, him looking down at their contrast hands before looking back at her.
"Thank you." Indya mouths, slightly squeezing his hand, him nodding his head. Their hands kept under the table, laced together, the warmth between them, slowly warming up their hearts from the cold they call reality.
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It was finally night time, the boys already home, resting their tired bodies for the next rough shift they have tomorrow morning, Yoongi being the only one up, him laying in his bed, looking up at the ceiling. Turning to his side, he looks over at his phone, staring at the rectangular object that for somehow locks people inside, blocking them out from the society. Grabbing it, he unlocks the screen, clicking onto his messages, his mind immediately going blank.
But he wasn't the only one, Indya laying in bed with the night lamp turned on besides her, her phone in her hands, staring at the blank new chat, her thumb hovering over the contact bar. Debating between the right and wrong, their hands had the mind of their own, them both clicking on each other's numbers, the blinking line flashing in the text box, the three dots flashing on their screens, signalling that one of them is typing.
Typing away on their screen, Indya sends her message first, Yoongi receiving it, his thumb hovering over the sent arrow.
Indya: thank you
Indya: for being a friend.
Yoongi: no problem
Seeing the three dots on her screen, she anxiously stares at her screen, wondering what he's gonna type next.
Yoongi: thank you for sticking around
Indya: ur welcome
Indya: well goodnight quiet boy
Yoongi: night pretty girl.
Looking at the screen, Indya couldn't help but smile wide, his text bringing warmth to her broken heart, her shaking her head at him. Locking her phone, she places it back on the table, her turning to her side, the smile never leaving her face while she closes her eyes while Yoongi stares at his screen, the warm feeling traveling to his heart, the feeling making him smile bright.
Turning around to his nightstand, he places his phone back to it's original spot, laying on his back once again, looking at the ceiling with a dumb smile on his face. Closing his eyes, the two sleeping away their night with faint smiles, the thought of one another bringing them...peace.
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