Deception || PJM

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Shaking the water off your jacket, you entered the café. Tae, as usual, was behind the counter, practising different designs in the foam. Today's seemed to be a cute little bear. His signature boxy smile showed itself as he became satisfied with his creation and his head raised to meet you.

"Oh sorry Lisa I didn't notice you come in, I've been practising some coffee designs with the milk, look. Today I've perfected the bear!" 

His childlike excitement was enough to dissolve your anxieties from the morning and you couldn't help but praise him.

"Aah very good Tae, maybe I could see if it tastes as good as it looks? I've had a bit of a rough morning so to speak"

You scratched the back of your neck and chuckled. 

"Nice ink, Lisa" 

Fuck. Shit. Bitch.

In the morning's chaos you forgot to cover the tattoo on your wrist. If the wrong person saw it you would be screwed. 

Was Tae the wrong person? Surely not. But Jimin could be! Right, play it cool.

"Aah thanks it's nothing special, just something I got when I was younger. Stupid really, I wish I never had it done."

"Doesn't it mean anything to you? Why did you get it in the first place?" 

Lie.

"No, no really it means nothing, just some stupid design I thought was cool at the time. You know, rebellious kid too much time on her hands and bam tattoo." 

You laugh it off but Tae stares at your wrist with intent and nods.

"Well, I like it Lisa. It resembles a part of your past and I don't think you should run away from that, you know."

Oh the irony. 

If only he knew that your 'nice ink' was the reason you were running in the first place.

"Thanks Tae, but I'm really not a fan of it, I'd appreciate it if we just kept this between the two of us and not tell, you know ... Jimin. I don't want to give him another thing about me to moan about. 

"Yeah sure no problem, my lips are sealed. But you know Jimin has a thing for girls with tats right? He loves a, what did you call yourself? Oh yeah, 'rebellious kid'. So I'd uh, watch out if I were you."

Great.

The day went on with no sign of Jimin and you couldn't help but feel like you missed his presence. Perhaps it was because you wanted to compare his appearance to the man you saw earlier on the bike and confirm your suspicions, or perhaps it was something else. Either way, it was now 3pm, the café had quietened down after the lunch rush and you thought it was the perfect time to question Taehyung. 

"So Taehyung, where's Jimin at today? I thought as the manager he was meant to be here all the time?"

Tae chuckled and looked up from his phone, he was creating a 'Bangtan Beans Bangers' playlists for when work got quite like it currently was.

"Ooooh, I didn't realise you took such a fancy to our Jimin-ssi?" 

"Trust me, I haven't. Its just cause its raining today and he hasn't showed himself. Wouldn't want something bad to have happened to him, you know? He may be a pain in my ass but he's still my boss and the one who pays my cheques."

"Sure that's why"

Taehyung smirked to himself and started drumming his finger on the counter again, a habit of his you've noticed. The delicate clang of his silver ring tapped perfectly in time to the faint music that was playing through his phone.