Min Yoongi

"Isn't this a bit rush Yoongi? You still have a lot of time in your youth son. We don't mean to pressure you."

I put down the book I was reading and looked at dad at his table, looking all so worried.

"Don't worry dad. I can handle this. Besides, a coffee shop couldn't hurt right? Its a good start for me." I said, and dad sighed.

"Fine son. Do as you wish."

I stood up from the couch. "I'll be going."

"Okay son. And please don't forget to get your brother Soohyun a tutor." Dad reminded. "I don't want that brother of yours to throw his life away. I know he still has hope in him."

"Yes dad."

--

I drove my way to Daehan District, where my coffee shop will be located. From the last update, it seems that all is set for it to open in two days. I glanced at my watch, 6:01 pm--still have a lot of time. I focused on the road again, when suddenly some woman hurriedly crossed the street.

Halting immediately, my face almost hit the the driver's wheel.

My eyes followed the woman who just crossed, and saw her enter the convenience store right beside my coffee shop.

I parked my car in front of my shop and got out. But first, I went to the convenience store. I'm pretty sure it isn't necessary but, I'm feeling something and that I should check on that lady.

I pushed the door open.

"Annyeonghaseyo! Welcome to 24/7 Heaven."

I was a bit shock to see her on the counter, wearing a what seems to be their uniform.

I just smiled and looked around the store so I wouldn't be a creep following a stranger who hurriedly crossed the street carelessly.

Taking a basket with me, I went to get some ice cream and a tube of toothpaste. I don't really know what to buy, besides its my first time inside a convenience store. I headed to the counter to pay. And I was literally stunned to see her up close.

Orange-dyed hair, puffy cheeks, small eyes--she looks so simple yet attractive. What? C'mon Yoongi! Wake up!

"Uh..sir?" She snaps out.

I blinked. "Sorry what was that?"

My eyes landed on her name tag and it says Park Jimin.

"Jimin.." I said rather too loud.

And I heard her laugh while scanning the ice cream. "You can read, wow."

I pursed my lips. "And I can also cross the street carefully."

She paused. "Oh my gosh. Was it you? The blue car?"

I smiled and nodded.

"Sorry for such inconvenience. I was in a hurry because I'm late for my shift here." She pulls something from her pocket, turns out it was a calling card, then hands it to me. "Here, uhm maybe I could do something to patch things up."

I read the card:

Park Jimin
Tutor
Unit 0613 BigHit Building, Daehan District, Seoul
01-*********

"O-kay?"

She brought her hand to her ear and made a telephone sign. "Call me."

"So, how much?" I ask, which I think she misinterpret.

"Excuse me?"

I laughed. "I mean the ice cream and toothpaste."

"Oh.." she chuckled. "10,000 won."

She puts them in the plastic bag and smiled. "Thank you and come again sir."

I smiled back and walked out.

Then I sighed and raised the plastic bag. "What was that?"

I feel very easy looking and talking to her. But it somehow feels strange.

"Aish! What the hell is wrong with you!?" I said to myself, ruffling my hair as I went inside my shop.

The caffeine-like ambiance of the shop seemed to calm my nerves as I sit down to the nearest couch.

I expected my secretary to be here, but she didn't show up. I placed the plastic bag on the table and stared at it.

"Might as well as eat the ice cream."

I'm friends with the monster inside of my bed, get along with the voices inside of my head~

My phone rang, quickly fishing it out of my pocket along with a card that fell to the floor. I answered the phone first.

"Min Yoongi speaking." I bent down to get the card.

[Yah, its me Soohyun.]

My brows raised for two reasons: 1. Because my brother is calling and 2. Because the card was Jimin's card. How could I forget about it quickly?

[Min Yoongi?]

"Ah yes, Soohyun-ah, what's the matter? You don't call your hyung without something important."

[Are you at the Main?]

"No, I'm at Daehan District. Why?"

[I'm also at Daehan. Where are you?]

It took a while for me to realize that its my disrespectful dongsaeng who's calling.

"Yah you little shit. You keep asking me questions. I'm done being kind to you Min Soohyun. Get your ass here at my shop."

[Fuck you don't need to shout Yoongi. Geez, you sound so gay a while ago. Don't do that again, its making me puke.]

"Shut up you--Just get your ass here. And stop wasting your money. Not because your a son of a chaebol, you could go wasting those precious money--Yah! Min Soohyun! Argh that damn brat hang up on me."

I put the phone down to the table and groaned. "What the fuck should I do to that kid?"

--

Halfway to finishing the tub of ice cream, Soohyun came. Smelling like detergent soap as he pass by me and sits down the couch across me.

"Why do you smell like soap? Where have you been for the last two weeks Soohyun?"

He actually smells himself like an idiot and shrugs. "I thought the smell would go away if I changed clothes. Well anyway, I'm selling drugs now and we put them inside detergent sachets. That's why I smell like soap."

I quickly flicked his forehead. "Piss off Soohyun."

"Ouch! Fuck it! I work at a car wash! You don't have to flick my forehead for that!"

I clicked my tongue and twitched my lips. "You brat, why are you working? You're still underage!"
"Shut up! You keep treating me like a baby! I'm not a kid anymore. I can show you I can take care of my own now."

Aish. This kid is stubborn. This are the times I question myself why am I punished to be his hyung. I have two problems now. One, how could I see that girl Jimin without doing any risky things (ex: texting her, going to the convenience store everyday) like a creep and two, this brother of mine whom I have to find someone to tutor him.

A not so brilliant idea came to my genius mind. I was hitting two birds with one stone.

I quickly pulled out Jimin's calling card and smiled.

"Stop smiling you shit." Soohyun interrupts.

"Fuck off will ya?"

"What's that you're looking at?"

I smirked. "The answer to my problems."