Glowing sex god.
„That will be 5 dollars and 45 cents." Taehyung smiled brightly at the guy in front of him, taking the money from his hand and giving him the right amount of change before pushing the 3 bagels over the counter. „Thank you, have a nice day!"
The guy nodded, took his food and left. Not even bothering to smile.
Taehyung scoffed, internally, because there were more people in line waiting and he had to pretend to be nice to everyone, even to the not so nice people. Well he didn't have to, technically, but he kind of wanted to keep his job. Especially since one of his coworkers was sent straight from heaven- or hell, depending on Taehyung's mood. Most of the time it was hell, though, given that he probably had around- countless wet dreams about Jungkook and it took particular long showers to get rid of his hard-ons.
But anyways.
„What can I do for you today?" Taehyung chirped with the same signature smile, waiting patiently for the girl in front to choose a drink. She's been here before, Taehyung recognised the bright red sunglasses sitting atop her nose and her soft features. She appeared to be younger than him, maybe two or three years.
Her eyes wandered over the menu for a few seconds before she shrugged, her lips curving into a warm smile. „I'll just take the regular. Black coffee, no sugar." A pause before she added, „Maybe a shot of vodka."
Taehyung chuckled. „Rough night?"
„More like rough day," She replied, shaking her head. „Got like, 4 exams coming up next week. Important ones too."
Exams? Taehyung guessed she was in college then. With quick movements he turned on the coffee-machine, getting out one of the cups along with a little cookie. He wasn't really allowed to do that but it sounded like that girl would pull a couple all nighters the next days and thought she might like something sweet.
„Good luck with that. Your total is 2 dollars 60 cents." He put a lid over the now hot, blue coloured cup, pushing the cookie over the counter as well. „I'll be here waiting in case you need more coffee.„
Her next expression was probably one of the reasons why Taehyung loved his job. The corners of her mouth quirked up, turning into a full blown smile she tried biting back. She reached for both, handing over $5. „Thank you. I- just thank you. Now I really need to come back, huh?"
Taehyung saluted her, opening the register to get the change. „I hope so. Need to know if you aced those exams, right?"
Before he could give her the money, the girl shook her head, pushing it back to Taehyung. „Keep the rest. But next time I expect actual vodka in my coffee. Deal?"
Again he smiled, mouth twitching and he put the money into the jar where everyone put the tips. By the end of the month they'd empty it, split it fair so everyone got the same amount.
„Deal." He said and watched her ponytail bounce as she left, a warmth spreading through his body. He definitely preferred nice people over the grumpy ones, definitely. He even preferred the ones that would hold up the line to strike up a conversation because Taehyung was curious about the people he met over the day. He never got tired of the many stories, like last week when he met a lady that travelled around the world. He listened carefully to everything she had to say and found it immensely interesting when she mentioned all the cities she's been to but apparently he was taking too long to finish up the order.
His coworker, Seokjin, had to physically pull him away from the counter so he wouldn't cause a riot in the busy café by talking to an elderly women for 10 minutes.
At first, he was a bit upset because Taehyung loved standing at the front and watch everyone walk in and walk out but when he saw Jungkook in the back, looking like god himself carved him into existence, there wasn't much to be upset about. He had spent the rest of the day stealing glances from Jungkook's veiny hands while daydreaming about how they would feel around his throat, pushed up against a wall until he almost set the kitchen on fire and Seokjin ushered him back behind the counter.
„Flirting with customers is strictly forbidden." Seokjin voiced from the back somewhere, making Taehyung roll his eyes.
„I'm not flirting, I'm just being polite." He shot back and handed a sandwich to the last guy in the line, making his way back to annoy his friend. „You should try that sometime."
Seokjin ignored that comment and kept icing the cupcake in front of him babyblue, finishing it off with blue sprinkles and white chocolate in the shape of a cute polar bear. When he finished, he had a proud smile on his lips and turned to look at Taehyung.
„Fuck you." He held his pointer finger up accusingly. „Go back to where you came from, we don't need you here."
„Ouch." Taehyung clutched his chest. „That hurt. I'm sure I could keep you company, though?" He nodded towards the empty kitchen. „You seem lonely."
Just when that sentence left his mouth, Jungkook appeared seemingly out of nowhere, hands floury and frown deep. He had sweat forming on his forehead and it took every ounce of strength in Taehyung to not think about how sweaty he must be under those clothes and how much better it would be if he took them off.
Okay maybe he was thinking about it. Maybe even more than he should and he had to turn away before anyone could see his flushed cheeks.
„You okay?" Seokjin asked Jungkook, placing all the cupcakes he decorated on a tray. „Is the oven not working again? I swear to god they've fixed this thing how many times now? 4?"
A deep chuckle erupted from Jungkook, one that had Taehyung weak in his knees.
„It's not the oven," He sighed. „Well it is but it's not because it's broken. I think I used too much chocolate in the last batch of brownies and they- I don't know. The edges just turned black so quickly." His frown only deepened, like he was disappointed in himself and his arm flew up to run a hand through his messy hair.
Since there wasn't anything else to do Taehyung walked into the kitchen as well, chuckling at Jungkook's words. „You can never put too much chocolate in brownies now, can you?"
„He has a point," Seokjin raised his eyebrow. „But I think it might still be the oven."
„True. We'll just have to see." Jungkook shrugged, crossing his arms over his chest and Taehyung almost had a heart attack just by watching. His eyes trailed to Jungkook's arms, up to his broad chest- fuck. His gaze lingered a little too long. He could see the outline of his nipples through the shirt clearly and that was not good for his health.
Seokjin asked something Taehyung wasn't interested in and he bit his lip instead, eyes travelling further up Jungkook's strong neck and kissable red lips that were pulled into a smirk and dark eyes that stared right back at him- wait.
Jungkook looked back at him for how long exactly?
Way to go to get caught, Taehyung. He squeezed his eyes shut for a second and lowered his head, hoping the blush would go as quickly as it came.
„Hellooo?" Seokjin waved in front of a flustered Taehyung as if that would help to stop fantasising about Jungkook. „Go back, you need to close up soon."
The words barely even reached Taehyung's brain but he pushed himself off of the counter anyways, looking everywhere but at Jungkook.
„Y-Yeah." He breathed out, hurrying away from the others before his heart would explode. Something about Jungkook just caused Taehyung to lose his mind and he had yet to figure out what exactly that was.
Maybe it's because he's tall, Taehyung thought, grabbing a wet cloth to clean up around the coffee machines. He's never really had a crush on someone taller than him so it was definetely new and very exciting.
Also, Jungkook was like, hotter than all the guys he'd ever dated combined. So that's a plus too.
He watched the last few people leave exhaling, a little relieved because he wasn't sure if he could work normally after witnessning...that. Screw whoever decided to hire a glowing sex god.
"Taehyung?"
Taehyung's heart skipped a beat and he hummed in response, moving his head to where the voice came from.
And Jungkook was there, right there, coming from the back with a cheeky grin on his pink lips.
"Need help?" He asked like it's the most normal thing in the world and well it was but Taehyung just didn't know how to react.
"Not really," He gulped, continuing to wipe off the sides. "Unless you want to count the coffee beans. Jin told me I'd be really good at that."
Jungkook didn't budge from where he was standing, just stared at Taehyung and watched him with that smirk, expecting him not to go completely feral.
"Are you, though?"
Taehyung giggled. "Haven't tried it out yet, sounds more like a Jungkook-Job to be honest."
"Now what in the- what in the world is a Jungkook-Job?" Jungkook took a step towards Taehyung, basically towering over him and- did Taehyung mention how fucking tall Jungkook was?
"Counting coffee beans, like I said." Taehyung spun around, clutching the cloth in his hands and (un)successfully ignoring the breathtaking smile spread across Jungkook's face. They stood close, maybe a little too close. Not that Taehyung was complaining. "Don't you think? Sitting still. Doing maths."
He only mentioned the last part because Jungkook once mentioned how bad he was at maths and like Taehyung was expecting, the boy rolled his eyes.
Jungkook's tongue poked out from his lips when he licked over them, eyes casted down but he flicked them up just as fast. "You sure do have a big mouth for someone your height."
"Hey!" Taehyung whined and slapped Jungkook across the chest with the cloth, drawing a chuckle from him. "I'm basically Jin's height, thank you very much." He retorted, attempting to clean the top shelves when he turned around.
"Half of Jin's size, maybe."
"Shut up." Taehyung stuck his bottom lip out. "Not everyone can be a Basketball player."
Jungkook snorted. "I've never even played Basketball!" The smirk was still there, easing into a fond smile when he saw Taehyung struggling to reach the top. "I- Do- Do you need help-"
"No."
"You look like you do."
Taehyung stood on his tippy toes, brows furrowed in concentration. "I don't, go away." But he couldn't help but chuckle when Jungkook kept watching him until he gave up, shifting his weight back to his heels. "Fine."
Taehyung threw the cloth at Jungkook, crossing his arms. "Whatever. I'll go do something that doesn't include high places."
"Like counting coffee beans?" Jungkook walked over to where Taehyung was to wipe off the top shelves but it took Taehyung a lot of willpower to not jump him and rip the clothes off of his body. He smelled of dough and freshly baked bread and sweat. Taehyung pushed past Jungkook, clearing his throat. It was fine, he was fine, this was fine. "Yeah..no. I have to head home. You go do my work." He managed to croak out and wiped ivisible dust off of his apron. "Uhh. I'll- I'll see you tomorrow?"
Jungkook nodded. "Sure, I'll see you tomorrow."
