[A few drops of sweat, cummulated on your forehead, fall down on the cemented road, making dark grey spots. You had stopped to catch some breath before you use all your oxygen to run a few more meters.

Four years ago, you wouldnt have had the ability to sprint as fast as you can now. You've gotten used to running to your university every morning to make it there on time, for you do not have the word 'schedule' in your dictionary. You sleep late, wake up late, arrive at the uni late but reach your class on time (the regular sprint seem to have improved your speed). There isnt a fixed time for anything in your life and you hate that you are so unorganised.

You finally reach your destination. You pant as you open the glass door, triggering the bell chimes, which mark your arrival to the employees of The Bangtan Bar.

"am I late?"

you ask with your hands on your waste, still catching your breath.

"yep" says jimin, whilst arranging the chairs.

"damn it" you mumble.

They had organised a small opening ceremony where they cut a ribbon and sing. Apparently, you missed it; you had stopped for a beer while you were returning home from your university.

Jin and the boys took care of the interiors, as jennie didnt respond to your offer yet, and were opening the bar for customers today. You insisted to help them on their first day and applied for any job you could get at this bar. You dont need money, you need something to keep you sane, something which, for once, gains your interest.

You scrutinise the place, looking at the boys' hardwork. They did the best they could and it was pretty vivid. Some parts of the bar were overly decorated, while some were totally bland. Then there was a wall which once had 'the blueberry bar' painted on it in an elegant font which was now replaced by 'the bangtan bar', except 'bangtan' was written on a white chartpaper which covered the word 'blueberry'.

atleast they tried.

"who dEcOrAtEd that wall?" you ask with a chuckle, double qouoting the word 'decorated'.

"why, got a problem with that?" a low voice speaks from the counter in an intimidating tone.

silence.

you shift your eyes to the guy right behind yoongi who shakes his head slightly, totally gesturing you to not argue with this raven haired man who wears the same blank face whenever you see him.

"uh... no... just wanted to compliment the artist" you laugh nervously. "i-it's really beautiful" you say, glancing at jungkook who probably saved you from an argument with min yoongi, and make your way towards the kitchen to grab your apron. on your way, you notice hobi stiffling his laugh with his hand clasped on his mouth. he bursts out laughing when you give him 'the look'.

"oh god" you sigh.

Jin's interest is more inclined towards the idea of opening a restaurant so, according to his calculations, the current bar will gradually have more food options once they've earned enough to order some more food supplies. After spamming jin with requests to let you help him with the bar for free, he finally agreed to give you hobi's job so hobi could take over the bartender's job and jungkook could do all the cooking along with him.

so now, you are a waitress.

wait till your mom hears this.

you're gonna be dead meat.

she'll prolly start visiting you often or send someone to check on you. your supposedly hostel life will end up being a hostage life. she might even go full lawyer mode on you and prove you guiltier than you already are for your crimes. your crimes being, doing everything but studying, which is the opposite of what you were told when you moved to Seoul from Daejeon.

Not like anyone's gonna tell her

Unless you're being spied on

which sounds ridiculous

but not impossible.

still ridiculous

but what if?

You curse your brain a lot for being this anxious about every thing.

Since this place was known to many people because of the blueberry bar's popularity, few coustumers came by for a drink or two. Many customers stopped at the entrance, noticed it wasnt their usual blueberry bar anymore, turned and left. It was pretty dissappointing for everyone.

around 6:45pm, the bells at the entrance chimes, grabbing everyone's attention, getting everyone's hopes high, but it turns out to be namjoon, who had just returned from his work.

"why am i not surprised at how dissappointing your entrance was?" you say whilst leaning against the bar.

He just rolls his eyes and asks Yoongi about the money earned so far.

"business people," jimin sighs, "always thinkin about money" he jokingly shakes his head in dissappointment. Namjoon clenches his jaw and looks at jimin.

"Just kidding, mate" jimin says, surrendering his hands up.

After talking to Yoongi about some stuff, he turns to face you all. Everyone had their eyes on him all along, coz nobody has anything better to do at the moment. You notice him run a hand through his hair and scratch his forehead while he looks down at the ground with his other hand on his waist, pushing back his blazer a bit. You conclude that he's thinking when he starts rubbing his chin. Everyone's eyes follow Namjoon when he makes his way towards the kitchen. When he gets out of your sight, you all turn back to staring at the entrance.

You turn your head to the sound of turning pages and find Hobi with a book on the bar.

"Seriously?" You ask incredulously.

"Time is money, y/n" he replies with a tight lipped smile. You just stare at the thick ass book with utter disgust in your eyes, for you have to study the same bullshit when you go back home. When Hobi notices your face, he adds "and we're rich at the moment"

"No wonder professors love you" you say shifting your eyes back to the door.

Some minutes later, Namjoon comes out of the kitchen with Jin and jungkook.

"So... We can't totally rely on blueberry's popularity, obviously" He announces. "We have to invest in advertising this place."

He talks about the importance of advertisements and throws some complicated commercial words he prolly learned in business school, something about input costs and credits and stuff. You had to use your brain a little too much to understand him.

"I need someone for pamphlets" He ends his speech with this sentence. There's some seconds of silence, just people looking at people waiting for people to volunteer.

Jung Hoseok's brain gives birth to some sort of master plan. He looks at his book then looks at jungkook, who's struggling to keep his eyes away from you while you're focused on Namjoon's speech about the importance of pamphlets. Hoseok takes another look at his book then looks at you, then at jungkook. One could only assume he's planning a murder at this point.

"I'll do it" hobi chimes.

"Bro then jungkook would have to leave the kitchen" jimin points out.

"It's okay, it's not like we have many people to serve" Jin says. "I can easily handle the kitchen for now. Jungkook can take the bar" he assures. Before jungkook could open his mouth, hoseok interrupts-

"Or... since we don't get costumers that often, we could use this free time to train another bartender." He suggests.

Another moment of silence, just people lookin at people, questioning the sanity of this man.

"I mean, after advertising this bar, we're likely to get more customers, jungkook will have to go back to help out jin hyung and I go to med school, I can't always be free to take over the bar so we need one more trained person and since y/n's an extra and we have a lot of free time, jungkook could train her while i'm away distributing pamphlets" he says it all in one breath.

"You studied too much today, didn't you?" You say, furrowing your brows at hoseok.

"But y/n goes to med school too..." Jimin starts but when his eyes meet hoseok's, he trails off at the end of the sentence making it sound almost inaudible. You turn your head towards Jimin and hoseok find this as the perfect opportunity to mouth 'shush it' to Jimin.

"Jimin's right-

"there's no one else better for the job, everyone's clumsy af" hoseok immediately responds before you could agree to jimin's point. "We need one in case of emergencies, you know what I mean?" He turns to Namjoon for approval.

There's a nice 5 second pause when hoseok and Namjoon communicate through their eyes then the latter sighs.

"Sure, yeah" namjoon says and nods his head. When he shifts his eyes to yours, he finds you skeptically squinting your eyes at him. On the other hand, Hoseok smiles and looks at jungkook only to receive the same kind of squinting look from him with a tint of aggression in it. The boy with bambi eyes immediately fished his phone out of his pocket.]

~Hobi's POV~

________
𝕀𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕞
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What're you
trying to do???

I know your shy ass
ain't gonna talk shit
until you're forced to

Tf????

Bitch, I'm
trying to help

Why tf

Coz for the first time in
your life, your crush
isn't a celebrity
😭😭😭😭

-_-

~~

[jungkook looks up from his phone and gives Hobi a death glare. The latter wipes away fake tears of happiness from his eyes, just being his dramatic self.

"See ya, bitches" hoseok chirps as he removes his apron, places it on the bar, and hops out of it. He happily skips his steps towards the entrance door but-

"Jung Hoseok."

He recognises the low tone of Jin's voice. When he looks at him, he sees the owner of the Bangtan bar passing him a forced smile, which looks everything but polite, somewhere between malicious and sinister. Hoseok immediately turns around, picks up his apron from the bar and dashes towards the kitchen to keep it where it belongs.

"Better" Jin says with the same smile, minus the maliciousness. Hoseok salutes Jin and drags Namjoon out of the bar. Hobi's behaviour makes you think he's on meth but then you realise that's just him being his usual extra self.

You sigh and take hobi's place. You can do anything to avoid going back to your study table at home. Some minutes later, jungkook appears with a thick, brown coloured binder.

"You don't have to do this, you know" he says as he keeps the binder on the bar counter, right in front of you. "Does it have instructions?" You ask, staring at the binder. "Yeah" he replies, fidgeting with his fingers.

"Is it, like, a guide?" Jungkook goes under a mild panic attack when you suddenly turn to him and ask. He nods as a response.

"Cool" you reply as you flip through its pages.

Jungkook takes a deep breath and goes through the lines he practiced in his head before presenting himself to you. He recalls all the answers to questions a noob would probably ask. He forces his conscience to wake up and take control over his body before his adrenaline starts making decisions for him.

"Holy shit" you chuckle in astonishment "that's too much stuff to learn"

He exhales and prepares his mind to act like the cool guy he actually is.

"Yep and that's why" he speaks and takes the binder from you "we don't use this until we've learned the basics" he closes it and keeps it in one of the cupboards below the counter.

"Lesson number one, avoid overwhelming stuff." He says whilst rolling his sleeves up and taking some glasses out of a shelf. You kind of have a hard time focusing on the procedures coz his veiny arms seem to distract you a little. "You have to master the ability to understand mixology" he says whilst mixing two liquids like the pro he is. He explains you some basic terms and tells you about the importance of volumetric analysis in this job. You listen to him with full concentration. Only if you had payed this much attention in your classes.

"Can I have it?" You ask pointing at the cocktail he just prepared whilst explaining certain basic techniques to you. He pauses for some seconds and immediately regrets it coz his nervous self starts interfering with his conscience.

"y-yeah sure" he answers after ensuring the absence of vodka in this drink.

You thank him when he gives you his freshly prepared cocktail. You take a sip and mmm at the taste of this refreshing drink.

"It's a complicated job, people often go to bartending schools to learn this art" he speaks while you continue taking sips from the drink. "but I'll try to teach you everything you need to know about the most commonly preferable drinks so you could serve most people while hoseok hyung's away."

"Thanks"

He waits for some seconds before you signal him to carry on while you enjoy the drink. He then explains you the different types of alcohols and variations in their percentages.

"And vodka has 40% alcohol which makes-

"You know what meme guy" you cut him off after taking a sip from the drink. "I know your friends want to set you up with me" you blatantly say it to his face.

Jungshook looks at you while you sip your drink and look back at him.

"p-pardon?"

You look him in the eyes and say

"Look at the kitchen"

Jungkook turns around to find seokjin peeping through the kitchen door's glass panel.

"Fourth seat, left to the entrance"

His eyes land on Jimin, who immediately starts pretending to text on his phone.

"What if they're just curious about my teaching skills?" Jungkook asks, trying to defend them and himself.

"You think yoongi's interested in your teaching skills?" You ask as a matter of fact. When jungkook looks at the guy sprawled over five chairs, like he's on his bed, he understands what you mean. Yoongi, the guy who has no interest in life whatsoever, was stealing glances at him. "It's pretty obvious, you know" you say dropping the last drop of your cocktail in your mouth. "The group chat, the VIP treatment and the fact that Jimin practically advertises your resumé to me every time we hangout, it all makes sense now that hoseok left you with me. Although, it was really smart of him to suggest having one more trained bartender. It'll save money if it's one of us."

Jungkook concludes it's the amount of alcohol in your body.

And since it's alcohol, you're stating facts stored in your brain

which are true

and jungkook wants to run away and scream

but he doesn't want to get you out of his sight

"Uh..." jungkook looks everywhere but you. His ears turn red coz of embarrassment. He definitely didn't see this one coming.

"Let's just pretend it's working, hahahahaha" you let out a fake laugh and nudge jungkook "you're funny" you fake a laugh again. "If you don't wanna disappoint hoseok, just play along" you murmur. A short squeaky fake laugh finally comes out of jungkook's mouth.

Before jungkook could get anymore awkward, you ask him to explain you more bartending stuff, which eventually keeps his mind off of things until you speak.

"Just so you know, I'm not really looking for any relationships"

Jungkook fills up a glass of water and passes it to you before you could spill any more beans. It won't exactly sober you up but reduce the effect of alcohol a bit.

"me neither" he says. ]

________
𝕀𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕞
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Hobilovessprite:
update me I'm dying of curiosity

Parkjamsjimin: there's hope

Hobilovessprite: 😭😭😭😭
😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

mrkimseokjin: they're
definitely hitting it off

Hobilovessprite:
I'm so happy rn 😭

[8:27pm, a woman enters the Bangtan bar, causing small commotion as everyone becomes alert, ready to do their jobs as she's the only person to enter after hoseok and Namjoon left.

"You become what you constantly think of" you sigh as you mumble.

"What did you say?!" The woman asks with a scowl on her face.

"I said your entry was as disappointing as namjoon's"

She just flips you off and keeps her bag on a table. You pass her a smug smile.

Jimin, eager to work, immediately pulls the chair out for her to sit. Jennie bows and takes the seat.

"May I take your order?" Jimin asks.

"Yes, a glass of water, please" She responds and sits, crossing her legs with arms crossed across her chest.

Everyone has their eyes on her while hers travel everywhere around the bar. Her eyes inspect every inch of it till they land on a particular wall. She stands up and walks around, taking a good look at the interior.

"Child labour is a crime, you know" Jennie speaks, still looking around.

"What do you mean?" Jin questions.

"Your kid did that?" She asks, pointing at the wall dEcOrAtEd by Yoongi.

]