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[div class=SideContainer][div class="scroll"][div class=Header1]oh minjoon[/div]
[div class=tag]mood[/div] oh frick frack im gonna be killed today.
[div class=tag]location[/div] cloud nine
[div class=tag]mentions[/div] @constellation (jae), @yousmelldead (minnie) +
sereiin
(kai)
[div class=tag]interactions[/div] all those mentioned
[div class=tag]outfit[/div] click here
[/div][/div][div class=Container][div class="scroll"] That giggle that slipped past the new workerโs lips made his heart stop for a moment, his cheeks to slightly redden and his brain to stop functioning. Oh man, why the hell was he always like this? Some girl shows some little sign of being cute or something, and he would go around blushing like the absolute virgin he was. It was probably painfully obvious that he was even yet to have his first kiss let alone a first girlfriend. Okay, no. Concentrate! Concentrate! Concentrate! What had Kai just said?
Min-Joonโs eyes darted over to his co-worker who was getting absolutely drenched as she struggled against the rain, before looking back at Kai with a small forced smile. โAll the time,โ he said in a soft voice, nodding along before turning his attention back to the coffee machine that he had been trying to clean to perfection. Even if he left the tiniest little smudge, he knew that Jae would be down his throat for it. And if it was any other employee who left it dirty, it would still be Min-Joonโs ass getting in trouble because apparently everything was the poor boyโs fault ever since Jae started working here.
He decided to pay particular attention to the coffee machine while the boss and the storm known as Minnie battled it out together, ensuring that both of them were inside once more, safe and sound. It was at Jaeโs announcement, however, that Min-Joon almost had a heart attack. The frothing cup which he had been cleaning in his hands slipped from his grasp and hit against the countertop, the metal object clanging loudly. With quick hands, Min-Joon quickly took hold of the cup before placing it down gently on the countertop. Jaeโs statement of having to stay behind until the weather died down wasnโt what he wanted to hear. In fact, it was the absolute opposite of what he wanted to hear.
Min-Joon had it all planned out. He was meant to go home, prepare dinner for him and his Umma (as she had been so busy with work and feeling a bit under the weather), take a shower, study for about an hour before heading off to the streets of Itaewon and doing some busking. Well, the weather wasnโt ideal for busking. But he still knew areas around Itaewon that were sheltered and many people would still venture to for dinner or work. It was going to be the perfect night. Hypothetically. But now, all those plans were gone as his manager stated that they would be staying behind.
Did they really have to stay behind?
โJโฆJae-ssiโ Min-Joon began, his voice small and fragile. He knew that he was going to get hounded for even asking such a question that he had in his mind. The boy began to approach his manager, feeling an unusual sense of confidence in the pit of his stomachโฆ which was slowly getting washed away by the sea of nerves. Once he was before his manager, Min-Joon held his hands in front of himself in a respectful manner. โJae-ssiโฆ I really need to go homeโฆ I uhโฆ I uhโฆ. Have someโฆ important things that need to be doneโฆ uhโฆ Iโllโฆ Iโll be fine walking.โ Oh, God. He was going to have a heart attack. He gave his boss a respectful bow before looking back up at him. โI swearโฆ Iโll be fine.โ
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[div class=tag]mood[/div] oh frick frack im gonna be killed today.
[div class=tag]location[/div] cloud nine
[div class=tag]mentions[/div] @constellation (jae), @yousmelldead (minnie) +
sereiin
(kai) [div class=tag]interactions[/div] all those mentioned
[div class=tag]outfit[/div] click here
[/div][/div][div class=Container][div class="scroll"] That giggle that slipped past the new workerโs lips made his heart stop for a moment, his cheeks to slightly redden and his brain to stop functioning. Oh man, why the hell was he always like this? Some girl shows some little sign of being cute or something, and he would go around blushing like the absolute virgin he was. It was probably painfully obvious that he was even yet to have his first kiss let alone a first girlfriend. Okay, no. Concentrate! Concentrate! Concentrate! What had Kai just said?
Min-Joonโs eyes darted over to his co-worker who was getting absolutely drenched as she struggled against the rain, before looking back at Kai with a small forced smile. โAll the time,โ he said in a soft voice, nodding along before turning his attention back to the coffee machine that he had been trying to clean to perfection. Even if he left the tiniest little smudge, he knew that Jae would be down his throat for it. And if it was any other employee who left it dirty, it would still be Min-Joonโs ass getting in trouble because apparently everything was the poor boyโs fault ever since Jae started working here.
He decided to pay particular attention to the coffee machine while the boss and the storm known as Minnie battled it out together, ensuring that both of them were inside once more, safe and sound. It was at Jaeโs announcement, however, that Min-Joon almost had a heart attack. The frothing cup which he had been cleaning in his hands slipped from his grasp and hit against the countertop, the metal object clanging loudly. With quick hands, Min-Joon quickly took hold of the cup before placing it down gently on the countertop. Jaeโs statement of having to stay behind until the weather died down wasnโt what he wanted to hear. In fact, it was the absolute opposite of what he wanted to hear.
Min-Joon had it all planned out. He was meant to go home, prepare dinner for him and his Umma (as she had been so busy with work and feeling a bit under the weather), take a shower, study for about an hour before heading off to the streets of Itaewon and doing some busking. Well, the weather wasnโt ideal for busking. But he still knew areas around Itaewon that were sheltered and many people would still venture to for dinner or work. It was going to be the perfect night. Hypothetically. But now, all those plans were gone as his manager stated that they would be staying behind.
Did they really have to stay behind?
โJโฆJae-ssiโ Min-Joon began, his voice small and fragile. He knew that he was going to get hounded for even asking such a question that he had in his mind. The boy began to approach his manager, feeling an unusual sense of confidence in the pit of his stomachโฆ which was slowly getting washed away by the sea of nerves. Once he was before his manager, Min-Joon held his hands in front of himself in a respectful manner. โJae-ssiโฆ I really need to go homeโฆ I uhโฆ I uhโฆ. Have someโฆ important things that need to be doneโฆ uhโฆ Iโllโฆ Iโll be fine walking.โ Oh, God. He was going to have a heart attack. He gave his boss a respectful bow before looking back up at him. โI swearโฆ Iโll be fine.โ
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