Taehyung continued to serve customers efficiently, managing the bustling café with practiced ease. As he turned to take another order, he noticed HyoJoo shaking her head slightly, a subtle signal that indicated the arrival of new customers.
He looked towards the entrance and his eyes lit up with a warm smile when he saw Jungkook. However, his smile faded into confusion when he noticed the small figure that followed Jungkook inside the shop.
Taehyung's brows furrowed as he recognized the person behind Jungkook. His mind raced and heart skip a beat. Nevertheless, he kept his composure, still wearing a polite smile as he approached Jungkook.
"Hey, Jungkook! " Taehyung greeted, his voice friendly, although his eyes subtly searched Jungkook's face for any hints about his companion.
Jungkook returned the smile, a bit nervously, and gestured to Jimin.
"Hey, Taehyung. This is Jimin. I wanted to officially introduce you guys since things were odd last time "
Taehyung extended a hand, and Jimin shook it with a cold smile.
"I remember introducing myself to you Taehyung back at the office, and then when we were here .."
Jungkook felt the uneasiness in Jimin's voice, he threw his arm around the blond's shoulder and said softly;
"It was just a misunderstanding! wasn't Tae"
Taehyung's eyes darted from Jungkook's arm to jimin's eyes and back to Jungkook's eyes. He couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart when he saw Jungkook putting his arm around Jimin's shoulder. His eyes briefly flickered with a hint of surprise, his friendly smile faltering for just a moment before he quickly masked his emotions. Deep down, he felt a twinge of possessiveness, a sentiment he hadn't expected.
"Yeah..It was.. I am sorry about that" whispered Taehyung as he was leading them to a table.
Internally, Taehyung battled his emotions, reminding himself that he had no claim over Jungkook. They were friends, after all, and Jungkook was free to spend time with whomever he pleased. Yet, the green monster of jealousy continued to gnaw at him, hidden beneath his friendly facade. Taehyung forced himself to focus on his work, attempting to bury his feelings deep down, hoping they would fade away with time. He continued to serve other customers, all the while keeping an eye on Jungkook and Jimin, subtly observing their interactions without making it obvious.
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FanfictionTaehyung's face flushed crimson, his breaths shallow and rapid, his heart pounding in his chest like a drum. His hands trembled as he instinctively placed them on Jungkook's chest, feeling the firm muscles beneath his fingertips. With his breathing...