“Omma?" I said in amazement looking back and forth between him and her.

“Y/N why are you late?" She asked me in her infamous mother's tone.

“Um...I- I was just talking with Emm, sorry," I said immediately.

“I told you to text me whenever you are late an-

My mom continues to scold me and Suga laughs silently standing behind her.

Did I mention he is not wearing his mask?!

And looking hella got in a black t-shirt and pale blue jeans.

“Omma....sorry!" I said more desperately. Just how many times I have to get embarrassed in front of him.

“Okay," she sighed.

I raised my brows and gesture at Suga silently asking her what's up.

“What?" She asked out loud.

I wide my eyes and again gesture at him.

“Now don't tell me you don't know him when you fangirl over them since forever. Isn't he the same guy on your wallpaper?"

She didn't ju-

What the fuck!

My eyes fall out of the socket when I look at her and then him who has his eyes brows raised and an amusing look dancing on his face.

Seriously mom?

I want to dig a hole and jump in it.

“Well, he helped me pull out the boxes as they were high. Now I am going home, take care of the store," she tells me and turns to him, "Please feel free to order whatever you want, it's on the store!"

What the hell is wrong with my mom?

What did he do?

Did he hypnotize her or something?

My mom waved at me and set her path, already walking out of the store.

I was still standing like a statue, Suga smirked at me and walked to his usual place putting on his mask and hood over his head.

The bell chimed.

“Welcome to Crystal!" I addressed the customer and sit on the chair behind the counter.

I read the book, glancing at him every minute.

I attend to a good bunch of customers, then he finally decided to order.

He walks to the counter with a leopard-like grace and I held my breath for no reason.

“I will have hot chocolate with cream," he said, I curtly nod. He paid by cash and still stood, not walking back.

“Can I help you?" I asked, not looking at him.

“Yeah," he replied in a raspy voice.

“Okay what I can do for you?" I still didn't look at him. I know it's rude, but how I can look at him when my mom embarrassed the hell out of me.

“Maybe you can look at me?" He asked with a hushed tone and my head snaps in his direction meeting smoky grey eyes.

He smiled slightly and folds his hand, keeping it on the counter, leaning closer.

Don't die.

Don't die.

“Well, now can you tell me why did you pretend not to know me?" He asked sweetly, an amusing smile is still playing on his lush pink lips.

I blink my eyes, what should say?

I was blank. He was so close to me, I could inhale his woodsy scent.

The bell again chimed saving me from his piercing eyes, Suga stood straight. He winks walked back to the seat.

What in the world is happening?

He winked at me! Again!!

Suga winked at me!!!!!

I know bitch now stop. embarrassing me!

I slapped my brain aside and still gap at him.

“Excuse me?"

“Yes?" I asked the customer with a smile.

The only reason I hate taking care of the store is this fake smiling part.

“What is chocolate powder?" She showed me and packet.

What the-

“Chocolate powder is a chocolate powder," I said as nicely as I could, trying not to sound sarcastic.

What type of question is that anyway?

The lady narrows her eyes at me.

“Do you have no manners young lady?" She asked me rudely

I was taken aback by her tone.

“I think ma'am I was showing enough manners. I just answer your question," I said matter of factly.

“Wow, you are a kid and still arguing with me. Did your mom teach you anything? To be bitch like her?"

And there she fucked up.

“What the fuck did you say?!" I raised my voice and ball my fist.

Her eyes widen.

“Y-you! Did cursed at me?!" She asked.

“Are you deaf? Of course, I did!" I told her.

“Oh my god! You are crazy like your mother! I want to talk to the manager of the store! Where is the manager?!" She yelled dramatically looking around and gathering the crowd.

I scoffed.

“Yahh Ajumma! I am the owner! Now get your ass out of this store before I kick you out! How dare you spoke something about my omma?" I spat at her.

“What! Like mother like daughter! Sluts!" She scoffed.

Before I knew I jump over the counter and grab her by her hair.

I yank it very hard with one hand and grab her other hand twisting it. Her nails dig in my arms and she scratches them in my skin.

She is fucking mongoose.

She yelled but I didn't lose my grip.

I will kill this bitch!

But my plan was disrupted when someone wrapped their arms around my waist from behind and lifts me from the ground.

“Enough okay? She will be blad," he whispered, holding me tightly against his body.

I instantly stop.

He is holding me.

In his arms.

The sound of a loud cry brought me back from my unholy thoughts.

Suga gently put me down and stepped away, just a bit so I could still feel his warmth radiating through his body.

“You will regret this, you know who I am?" The woman yelled.

I blink at her then gasp when the realization hits.

“Oh my, you are...," I started, covering my mouth with my hands.

She scoffed, “Yes now you kn-

“So you are the trash can which is near the block," I say nodding my head.

I heard multiple gasps and MIN SUGA NUDGE MY SHOULDER.

I look at his half-covered face, he shook his head, telling me to stop silently.

“I will sue your butt!" She yelled spoiling my moment with him.

“At least I have a butt you know," I said and smirked at her flat butt. I mean none existent butt.

She gasped, some customers laugh softly. The other customer was just enjoying the drama.

“I apologize for this! But you guys enjoyed it right?" I smiled at them.

Few people laugh and gave me thumbs up, and few smiles and continue to shop.

I finally turn to the man, who BACK HUGGED ME.

His face was blank.

He looked a little pissed.

“I-

He cuts me off by taking my wrist and walking us to the place where he sits.

What the hell? Calm the fuck down my heart! He might hear you.

“You have first aid?" He asked.

I nod, “It's in storage, but yo-

Again he didn't let me finish and walk to the storage.

He arrives back after a minute, with a first aid kit. He sat on the chair across from me.

Wow, he is applying medicine for me?

What a drama scene!

He glanced at me then gestures at the box.

“Now put this on where you are hurt," he said casually.

And there goes my expectation straight into the fire.

I almost roll my eyes and take the box.

I look at my arm, the nail marks look worst.

“Fucking bitch!" I muttered

Shit.

He is right in front of you idiot.

And there goes my image in hell.

He chuckled and leans closer. So close that our knees touched. My mind became blank at the aroma of his scent.

“You look sexy when you fight," he told in a light hushed voice. My heart raced like crazy and I gulped, not showing any emotions on my face.

He smiles knowingly and walked over to the counter.

If someone recognized him, then it's going to be hard.

To see him.
.
.
.

(Drooling over him section)