thirteen

when she returned, she was stunned to see the little boy who had been crying minutes earlier was now soundly sleeping in his father's arms. danna eyed yoongi suspiciously, "you didn't knock him out with something, did you?" danna could expect anything from a stranger she had met that night. she didn't know him, and as it dawned on her, she was surprised she let him into her home.

"of course not!" yoongi said in a whisper, his voice outraged. "are you crazy?"

"come on." she sighed, grabbing her keys to the automatic gate in her hand. with the other, she patted him on the shoulder a bit too hard. "i'll walk you back to your car so you won't get lost or something."

-

fourth time we walked was the next night. 

we usually worked the morning shift together. but on saturdays he worked the midshift, and i worked the night shift. so it was almost 8pm when i came in and he was at the register. he looked at me and smiled, mouthing a hello.

i did the same back and went to sit in the crew room, waiting for my shift to start. he came up minutes later and sat next to me. and keep in mind there were three other empty chairs in the room. 

so he tells me "i thought you worked the morning shift?"

and i replied. "on saturdays i close." sigh. "i thought you worked the morning shift too."

"not saturdays." he told me. "they put me in the midshift on saturdays." and that was it. i went to punch in and he went home minutes later.

again it was weird because we weren't friends. we didn't know each other. we didn't talk. so for him to approach me always caught me off guard.

-clary