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?”

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Jinie's Pink FlipFlops

first one to comment here. I'm glad I can be here first. hope you have a great success author and ma dear friends have a great time reading this book😊😊😊

2023-06-28

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and that's you right😏

yoongs behaving ever so sweetly. damn god I can Rest In Peace now😂😊

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