The Music Of Love [YooMin]
1.
I standin the kitchen with the smells and the noise, the steam and the shouting, holding a tray of food in my arms that I know I’m going to be needing to take out into the dining room at some point.
But that point isn’t right now.
I’m waiting, watching, and hoping that the impossible will happen. That Park Jimin, our surprise VIP guest, will somehow disappear or vanish into an alternate universe.
Everyone else is super excited he’s here. And why wouldn’t they be?
He’s a mega-famous rockstar and he’s filthy rich, which means there’s a great chance we’ll all be getting big tips at the end of the night. And him showing up to eat here is going to bring a lot of publicity to the restaurant too.
So why aren’t I all excited? Why aren’t I giggling like another giddy teenage girl?
Because I hate PARK JIMIN
He’s the definition of a totally self-important, arrogant asshole.
He’s a playboy who thinks the world belongs to him, and in a way, it kind of does. He’s rich enough that he can buy anything and anyone he wants.
I’ve seen him on TV and on the Internet. Strutting around in the latest fashion, a watch that probably cost as much as the house I grew up in on his wrist, a model or two on each arm, grinning like an emperor.
Talk about a turn-off. I don’t think my vag¡na had ever been drier. And now, here that asshole is, in the place where I work. And I’m about to have to go serve him his appetizers.
Jung Hope/Yoogi Manager
“Don’t be nervous, Yoon"
My manager, says from beside me, looking out the window to the dining room.
Jung Hope/Yoogi Manager
“He’s just the biggest rockstar alive.”
Min Yoonji
“I’m not nervous,” nearly laughing at the suggestion.
Jung Hope/Yoogi Manager
“Babe, you’ve been standing here long enough for hell to freeze over........It’s obvious–”
Min Yoonji
“Fine,” pushing out the door so I can escape this conversation.
There he is—Park Jimin and two others with him. A man and a woman. They’re sitting at a table in the corner talking while their two security guards stand by the door doing their best to look inconspicuous.
What is he even doing here?I wonder as I approach the table.Henry’s isn’t even a nice restaurant.
He notices me as I get closer and starts to make room by clearing the water glasses out of the way. Shouldn’t the people with him be doing that, not him?
Min Yoonji
“Hi, I have your appetizers here for you,” as sweetly as possible.
Min Yoonji
“The dry rubbed wings, the vegan tacos, and the hummus and chips.”
Park Jimin
“Thank you so much.” Jimin smiles back,
If I didn’t know any better, I might just think it was actually genuine.
His eyes are an unbelievably clear blue. So blue they don’t even look real. I’d assumed when I saw them in photos that they were filtered, but I guess I was wrong.
Min Yoonji
“May I get you anything else?”Or I can come back in a bit to take your order?”
He's looking at me funny. He’s kind of staring at me, making me wonder if I’ve got something on my face.
Park Jimin
“You’re not the original girl who took our order"
Min Yoonji
“No, that was Hope, my manager,She’ll be over with your drinks in just a second–”
Park Jimin
“What’s your name?” He cuts me off
I guess he thinks being the big rockstar he is, he’s just entitled to do that sort of thing.
Min Yoonji
"I'm Min Yoonji"
If I wasn’t working right now, I’d tell him off and ask him who his mom was and if she ever taught him manners.
Park Jimin
“Yoonji.” He nods, as though mulling it over.
Without an ounce of humility, Jimin drags his gaze up my entire body from toe to temple, pausing at my t¡þs.
Park Jimin
“You have a boyfriend, Yoonji?”
2.
The man and woman he’s with both look at me and smirk, and something inside me snaps.
Ask in a tone that could scare my neighbor’s pit bull.
Min Yoonji
“Look, I don’t know who you think you are, Mr. Famous Rockstar, but that’s none of your business–”
Jung Hope/Yoogi Manager
I'M SOO SORRRYYY
Hope says loudly, coming up from behind me. She sets the drink tray down on an empty table next to us and takes me by the arm, smiling at Jimin and his friends.
Jung Hope/Yoogi Manager
“Yoonji has a bit of an awkward sense of humor.”
She hisses in my ear,
“What the hell are you doing?”
I’ve never been in any real trouble with Hope before, but I can feel her anger as she tugs me away from Jimin’s table. Her fingers pinch into my skin as she drags me back into the kitchen and basically WWE Wrestler slams me up against the wall.
Jung Hope/Yoogi Manager
“What the hell was that!?” she shouts. “Have you lost your goddamn mind?”
Min Yoonji
“What?” I spit back. “Just because I don’t worship this asshole like everybody else here? What if another customer asked me what he asked me?”
Jung Hope/Yoogi Manager
“He’s not any other customer, Yoonji! He’s Park Jimin–”
Min Yoonji
“Jimin-*******-Park,” I reply, rolling my eyes.
“Yeah. So I’m supposed to just suck his d¡ck and let him say whatever he wants to me?”
Jung Hope/Yoogi Manager
Hope frowns. “That’s not what I’m saying, and you know it.”
Min Yoonji
“So what are you saying?”
It’s been just over a year since I started working. Hope and I became close quite quickly, but there’s a decent chance I might actually get fired for my behavior tonight.
Jung Hope/Yoogi Manager
“You know what, Yoonji? Go home,I’ll handle tonight’s service.”
I take off my apron. I toss it on a hook and turn around, ready to storm out in a dramatic display of emotion, but when I do, I see something completely unexpected.
I see Park Jimin standing there, holding the door open that leads to the dining room.
Min Yoonji
“What are you doing?” I bark. “This is the kitchen, for kitchen staff only.”
Jung Hope/Yoogi Manager
"Yoonji!"
Hope yelps, scolding me, obviously aghast at my behavior. But at this point, what does it even matter?
Jung Hope/Yoogi Manager
“Go home,now!And we will talk tomorrow whether you will even be working here any longer!”
Park Jimin
“Whoa, let’s not go that far,” laughs, putting both hands in the air.
Jung Hope/Yoogi Manager
“Hope—it’s Hope, right?”
Jung Hope/Yoogi Manager
"Yes it is Hope" fuming
Park Jimin
“I came back here to apologize.”
It’s a strange feeling when you hear words you never thought you’d hear in a million years. My body reacts by attempting to stop my heart dead in my chest. In fact, I have to brace myself humiliatingly against the wall.
Jung Hope/Yoogi Manager
“Yes, excuse me?” agrees, but in a much more star-struck manner.
Jimin smiles that familiar, charming smile I’ve seen so many times on one screen or another and shakes his head.
Park Jimin
“I was rude out there. I shouldn’t have behaved the way I did, and, Yoonji, I shouldn’t have asked you what I did.”
Min Yoonji
“I…” The rest of my sentence stalls in my throat.
Park Jimin
“Sometimes I just get so used to being who I am that I forget how to behave,” stepping forward.
“And, Yoonji, I’d love to take you out to dinner and apologize, if that’s all right.”
I gawk back at Park Jimin in a way that probably makes me look like my brain has been sucked right out of my body. From this close, it’s not hard to see how those bright blue eyes made him a rockstar.
Or how so many girls fell for him either. This arrogant, romancing playboy who is just back here working his game on me.
Min Yoonji
"Yeah,no thanks"
I hear a soft gasp from Hope behind me but ignore her.
Min Yoonji
“How many times have you used this line before, pal?”
Park Jimin
“This isn’t a line–”
Min Yoonji
“I don’t need to be just another name and number. Just another conquest,Enjoy your meal.”
I move to push past him, but he steps in front of me and stops me. He towers over me, and his shoulders are so broad there’s no hope of getting by.
3.
Park Jimin
“What I said is not a line"
He reaches past me and grabs the pen and pad we use to mark take-out orders. He begins to scribble something down.
Park Jimin
“I meant what I said. I’m sorry, Yoonji. And I’d like to take you out to apologize. You can reach me at this number.”
With a callused hand twice the size of mine, he presses a piece of paper into my palm.
Park Jimin
“Now don’t let that get out, okay? I’ll have to get a new number.”
Min Yoonji
“You suggesting I would sell this?”
Park Jimin
“I know you wouldn’t do that, Yoonji,” his eyes fixed on mine as he moves aside, making way for me.
“Call me. I’ll show you a great time.”
I’m playing with the piece of paper between my thumb and forefinger when I get back to the apartment. My roommate, Jennie, is in the bathroom doing her makeup, getting ready for her shift at Tigress’s, the gentleman’s club where she dances. I come in and say nothing. I just sort of lean against the doorframe, looking down at the string of numbers in my hand.
Jennie/Yoonji Roommate
“What’s up with you?” finally says as she curls her lashes.
Min Yoonji
“I…I don’t think you’d believe me if I told you"
Jennie and I have been friends since freshman year. She’s always been the more outgoing one, which is why she became a dancer when I became a waitress. She turns around and gives me a questioning look.
Jennie/Yoonji Roommate
"Try me"
Min Yoonji
“You see this?” holding up the paper for her to see.
Jennie/Yoonji Roommate
"Yeah?"
Min Yoonji
“You know whose number this is?”
She leans in to take a closer look, and although I trust her with my life, I snatch the scrap away from her, causing her to frown at me like I just tried to attack her.
Jennie/Yoonji Roommate
"What are you-?"
When his name comes out of my mouth, a strange sense of pride comes over me, and I don’t like it. I shouldn’t be feeling it. Not me.
Jennie/Yoonji Roommate
"Shut it down"
Jennie/Yoonji Roommate
“Shut the fu^k up,” laughs, turning back to the mirror.
Min Yoonji
“No, I’m serious!It’s Park Jimin’s. He came into tonight.”
Jennie/Yoonji Roommate
...............
Min Yoonji
“Beats me! But he was there.”
I go on to recount all the details of what just happened back at the restaurant, and by the time I’m finished, there’s a look of total disbelief on Jennie’s face. I completely understand why.
Jennie has diagnosed me with a heavy case of RBF, aka resting-b¡tch-face. As such, men simply don’t come up to me. In my entire eighteen years of being on this planet, I’ve only ever had one single boyfriend, and that was back when I was fourteen. But,I found out later that the only reason we ended up dating was that his hockey bros dared him to.
Jennie/Yoonji Roommate
“So you told Jimin no?” Sarah asks, even though I just told her I did.
Jennie/Yoonji Roommate
Nod
Jennie/Yoonji Roommate
"Good"
More than slightly confused. Jennie is normally the one pressuring me into doing things I don’t want to do—like dancing. She’s been telling me to apply to Tigress’s ever since I turned eighteen.
Jennie/Yoonji Roommate
“Yeah.” She nods, moving past me and going into her bedroom. Confused, I follow her.
Min Yoonji
“Wait, what?I expected you to be telling me to say yes to his invitation.”
Jennie shakes her head as she pulls out some new pieces of lingerie from her closet and examines them.
Jennie/Yoonji Roommate
“Nah, you wouldn’t be able to handle a guy like Jimin.”
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