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𝗤𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱𝘀 𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲. 𝗣𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 *𝗩𝗢𝗧𝗘* 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸. *𝗩𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲*

𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 '⭐️'

✨️💎🔸️🔹️💎🔸️🔹️💎🔸️🔹️💎🔸️🔹️💎✨️

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚🔹️◁◁ ▐ ▌ ▷▷🔹️˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡

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"YN hurry up and get this order to table no. 4" the head cook, Jae ordered you as you scurried your way over to juggle 3 glasses of beer along with a hefty platter of delicacy in your both hands.

You were feeling extremely enervated from the past few days. The stress and bills had you dead on your feet yet you were here, to grab your peanuts.

"On the way!" you cadenced at a typically higher pitch than usual lest your voice be muffled in the hustling clamour of the customers. It being peak hour almost all the time, owing to the popularity of the place.

"Here's your order, Sir" you chirped placing the order on the table of five men, the latter being too raucous to your sensitive ears.

"Aye clumsy lady! This ain't mah order go get me new one!" the tipsy man drunkenly spat in your face as he impelled the platter causing it to crash on the floor, splinters of glass strewn on the floor along with the dollops of dish.

"Look what you did. Stupid girl" the man sheepishly mumbled feigning vexation. Fearing the repercussions of his insolent behaviour. Attracting murmurs and prying glances of other customers as well.

"What's it? What's the problem? Y/N oh my gosh what you did!" the restaurant's owner, Junhua rebuked your befuddled form as you bowed in apology, knowing well that the issue involved no fault of yours but of the cantankerous customer.

"I am so sorry Sir, I'll get you another one" you ate a humble pie, as you rushed to the kitchen to inform the cleaner to clean the mess.

"Oh Y/N here you are! I gave you the wrong order! The order was meant for table 7. I have already sent the order to no. 4. Go get this to no. 7. Quick! You'd not want to make that man wait. Gosh I wish I could give it to him myself" the head cook rambled interlacing his hands as if beseeching the heavens above to grant his wish, making you roll your eyes.

"Thank you Jae, thanks to you, Junhua would probably make me pay for that wrong order!" you seethed, motioning a punch on your coworker/ friend's face. The rage gushing out of your heart shaped nostrils.

"Get your ass to him, pretty. You'll thank me later" Jae winked suggestively but you couldn't care less. You direly needed this job, considering you were literally hanging on a shoestring.

໒꒰ྀི˶˃ᆺ˂˶ ꒱ྀིა

"Thank you JK! I love you so much! Always stay happy and healthy! I love you" the girl cooed at the lyrical poet, after earning a heartwarming hug from the handsome man.

"Love you too, be safe" Jungkook softly spoke, breaking the hug.

"Can I have a picture with you JK? Please I really love you so much!" she requested, skipping on her feet in ebullience.

"Ah sure" Jungkook leaned in to pose a V sign to the camera, offering to hold the device for her chivalrously. Having noticed that the poor girl's hands were shaking out of nervousness.

"Here, give it to me" he asked calmly and clicked several shots in different poses to make her day.

"Thank you for supporting me" he handed her phone to her and bid adieue politely. Wearing a bunny smile as if he wasn't the most famous and hottest celebrity at the moment.

"Aish what's with this commotion. Can't even wait for food in peace" Jungkook's manager grumbled as he set the table for his beloved superstar.

"Looks like it's a rude customer" Jungkook glanced over the periphery to witness the scene.

He saw back of a waitress bowing amidst the bedlam that had attracted his attention. His honey pools staring a little too long at the scene. As if enamoured by some enigmatic odylic force.

"People these days just don't know how to behave. The staff are just trying to do their job" he mumbled followed by clicking of his tongue, head tilting at an angle of judgement. His feet tapping against the floor itching to throw his two cents in the skit.

He puffed away the thoughts in rings of smoke, tucking the cigar between his ring clad inked fingers. Blowing out his tension in thin air.

"Let them be Jungkook. How was your shoot today hm? When I am getting that copy of magazine huh. It'll make my wife very happy" his manager grinned sheepishly blandishing the lyrical poet.

"Hyung. You don't have to-"

Suddenly, Jungkook's life flashed in front of his honey pools, the mirrors of his soul as they beheld their most beloved reflection.

"-worry" he completed the sentence.

"Your order is here, Sir. Sorry to keep you waiting." the mellifluous notes which dripped honey on his ears for the past years cadenced, as his pulse danced along to them. His heart thumping in his chest, resurrecting at the love it held for the past years.

If he stared any longer his heart might leap out of his chest and cradle in the person's arms to cosset it. To warm it. To kiss it.

Time stood still, his breaths hitched as the said woman's petals unleashed their notes just for his ears. His pupils dilated, desiring to absorb every lineament of her beautiful visage. A visage that was once the territory of his succulent lips, where he planted his love pennants. The former now looking pallid and emaciated. The garden of his love now become a barren field. Withered with the ravages of time.

"Shawty"

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