Only For You.......(Taekook)
no body
I painted on a smile as the next customer came to order. But inside, I was sighing in exhaustion. I really needed a better job.
I had to pay my rent soon and I had already asked for an extension. My landlord was really stingy about these types of things,
So I had to hurry up and get the money in, or I would be kicked out of the flat, with nowhere else to go. I would be getting my pay check today,
And finally would be able to pay my landlord the rent. He had been bugging me about it for days now and swore that he would kick me out if I didn't get it to him today.
I closed my eyes, trying to get a little bit of mental rest, once I had given the customer his coffee and thought about how much easier life would be if my past wasn't as twisted as it was.
My parents had abandoned me as a three year old, they decided that they couldn't look after me, so they dropped me off at the park by our house and left, letting me play for hours with other kids.
When it started to rain, and everyone started to leave, a couple of families noticed I had no parents looking after me, and so they took me to the police.
Since then, I had been in and out of foster care, with families and in care homes. Nobody seemed to want me.
When I was 18, I moved out of the home once and for all and got my own apartment. I was no longer under the care of social services.
school
School was never really the best place for me. I got through with average grades,
But whilst some students were bunking off, and whilst some were working hard in Math and Science, my heart lay with the Arts.
Although I got mainly Bs and a few As in most subjects, I always had a strong love and passion for all Art forms.
I loved to paint and draw, but more so, I loved to sing. However, I never managed to pursue my passions. After school I went to a decent university,
To try and study, but with bills, life style and fees, I couldn't afford to continue and dropped out a couple of years into it.
At twenty one I still hadn't found a job I loved, and was working in a cafe/diner thing near where I lived.
A job at a cafe didn't pay much money, so whenever I could I would go out onto the streets and busk, taking my guitar with me.
I had to sell quite a lot of things to get to where I was, but I could never let go of my guitar. Its worn strings and its scratched wood,
Was comforting to me. I knew every groove in the wood, and every chip on the base.
I loved that guitar with all my heart and could never even think of letting it go.
sense
I wanted to be able to sing freely, or paint and make a living out of it. I wanted to do what I loved, but I hadn't had that break.
I had auditioned for commercials and other singing competitions. I had performed in bars and restaurants, but I hadn't been found. Not yet.
Though I was determined to do what I loved. I had to.
I started to wipe down the counters as the cafe came to closing time.
I was starting to clean the coffee machine, when the bell on the door tinkered and someone came in making my mind swarm with irritation.
Did they not see the closed sign. I sighed and looked up bored.
Taehyung
Sorry sir, the cafe is closed,
I said tiredly. The man was quite handsome, but he had a sour glare on his face, which was beginning to piss me off.
He was dressed in a formal suit, so he had probably come straight from work.
Jungkook
What do you mean, you're closed, it's two pm,
He said looking at his watch, and still glaring at me. His tone was angry and he looked really irritated.
I sighed frustrated, I knew it didn't make sense, but the owner was lazy, and on Sundays, they would close the shop at two,
Even though she could probably make more money if she kept it open longer.
Taehyung
Yes, I know, but on Sundays, we close at two,
I said. He rolled his eyes,
Jungkook
That Makes no sense. I wanted my lunch, so I came here.
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