..eight. nine. ten. eleven. twel--
he stopped himself before he hit the door headfirst.
as he opened the door he heard the familiar tinkling of the bell signaling a customer had arrived. looking around he spotted an elderly couple with their daughter sitting at the most isolated table, seemingly having a good time.
he met eyes with the worker (he for some reason came back to see) who was standing behind the register cleaning the counter as the group's laughter echoed in the room.
slowly, the worker made his way over to him. his nametag flashed as he walked by the sun-lit window.
taehyung. what a nice name. jungkook thought as he read it.
"excuse me, mister? can i help you?"
jungkook could've swore he saw a hint of amusement in the other males eyes.
"well.."
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