Breathe or Dream | 숨을 쉬어 아니면 꿈을 꿔

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Yoongi is hanging out in the entrance of the shop when thebell on the door jingles. For a few seconds, he doesn’t bother to look up, toobusy typing out the last few characters to his roommate Jin, who is wonderingif Yoongi will be home for dinner. Probably,he types, figuring that he’ll be able to head out earlier, since he doesn’thave any appointments scheduled later in the day. In fact, he finished up onhis last schedules client about an hour ago.

“Hi, I’m here to see Jungkook?” a slightly nervous voicespeaks, and Yoongi finally glances up. Standing in front of the welcome desk,cheeks a bit pink with embarrassment, is a boy with caramel blond hair and fulllips. Jungkook’s type, Yoongi thinkswith a hint of amusement, but doesn’t say anything to the boy. He simply forcesa smile and looks down at their scheduling book.

“Jimin?” he asks, seeing as that’s the name down forJungkook at 4 o’clock. The boy nods, but his nervousness doesn’t diminish.

“That’s me,” he confirms, nearly jumping when Yoongi swivelsaround in his chair and pounds on the wall.

“Jungkook!”

Seemingly enough to get the other tattoo artists attention,Yoongi turns back to face Jimin.

“He’ll be here in a minute to take you back…though,” hecontinues, frowning. “Are you sure you wanna do this? You seem really tensethere, pal…”

“He’s more nervous about the pain than anything,” a deeper,more gruff voice speaks up, and it’s at that moment Yoongi realizes that Jiminapparently didn’t enter the shop alone. Standing a few feet behind him is ataller male with a teasing smile—both corners of his lips lined by dimples. Cute…Yoongi thinks despite himself. Henever tends to hit on customers—because that’s just a bad business decision, asfar as he’s concerned, but…this guy is definitely alluring to him. Jet blackhair styled to the side—part of his head shaved with an undercut style…and eventhough he’s wearing middle age white man jeans—his graphic t-shirt and wornblack converse make his style a little less cringe-worthy.

Yoongi hates that he finds the guy so attractive.

“Namjoon hyung!” Jimin hisses, turned to lightly smack theblack haired male’s shoulder. Namjoon smiles teasingly, but after a few secondsthe expression morphs into something a little more comforting.

“You’ll be fine, Jiminie. And if you want to hold my hand orsomething just yell for me and I’ll come back there and find you, ok?”

“Fine,” Jimin says, spine going rigid when a new voice callshis name, Jungkook emerging out of the hall. Yoongi swears that Jungkook fallsin love with Jimin at first sight, the younger tattooist’s wide eyes slidingsideways to look at Yoongi. Yoongi can tell by Jungkook’s gaze that he’s internallyscreaming ‘hyung what the fuck why is this guy so cute I can’t do this’, butYoongi’s only reply is to shrug. What can he say? Fate must be on Jungkook’sside today.

“Jungkook…ssi?” Jimin asks hesitantly, and Yoongi nearly bursts out laughing when he seesJungkook actually blush.

“Oh—no need for the politeness! You’re the hyung, after all,”Jungkook laughs, somewhat embarrassed, and then hurriedly motions into thehall. “Shall we?”

“S-Sure!” Jimin agrees, rushing forward, and at the younger pair’sdeparture, Namjoon finally allows himself to chuckle.

“Young love, am I right?” he grins, glancing over at Yoongi,and the elder breathes a laugh.

“Listen—if they hit it off you might be waiting here allnight—I’m sure Jungkook won’t have a problem with keeping the shop open so longas Jimin’s here.”

“Well—then at least I’ll have you to keep me company,”Namjoon raises his eyebrows, thick lips stretching into a smirk. Yoongi onlystares, wondering what the hell this guy is thinking—is he flirting or justmaking stupid comments??—and at the emotionless reply Namjoon immediatelyshrinks back.

Dammit he’s justgetting cuter, Yoongi thinks as Namjoon awkwardly coughs and retreats toone of the chairs in the lobby. Clearly rethinking his life choices, Namjoonplaces his hands in his laps and looks around—anywhere but where Yoongi is,honestly.

The elder rolls his eyes. This boy…

However, just as Yoongi is about to open his mouth and tryto break the tension, the phone rings. Obligated to pick up, he takes the calland is soon distracted by a possible clients questions. When he finally marksthe girl in his schedule, he looks up and blinks in surprise when he notices thatNamjoon has moved. He’s now standing in front of a rack of piercings on theother end of the room.

Despite the time that has passed, he’s still tense with embarrassmentand awkwardness. Yoongi sighs, pushing out of his chair.

“Hey, do you–,” he starts, walking up beside Namjoon, butas soon as his voice reaches the younger’s ears Namjoon jumps.

“Shit–!” he curses, reaching out to steady the stand ofjewelry when he accidentally kicks it. Earrings and other piercing jewelryalike crashes to the floor, but by some miracle Namjoon manages to steady thestand before the whole display crashes to the ground.

Yoongi simply stares, disbelieving.

“You’re really striking out today,” he finally grumbles,sighing, and kneels on the floor to help Namjoon pick up the jewelry he’dspilt. The younger sighs, utterly defeated.

“Hyung…you have no idea…”

“Common occurrence?” Yoongi raises an eyebrows.

“Daily. God blessed me with brains but no coordination, andmy luck is shot to hell.”

Yoongi actually laughs at that, and it causes Namjoon topause. Well that was a lovely sound. Namjoon wishes that Yoongi would smilemore—his pink gums are cute.

“What?” Yoongi asks, eyes wide. Namjoon freezes, slowlyturning to face Yoongi.

“Did I just say that out loud?”

“…you really are pretty shit with your luck. And I don’tknow about those brains either,” Yoongi responds, turning away to continuepicking up jewelry (and also so that Namjoon won’t see the hint of pink thathas taken to his cheeks).

“Also, I can’t tell if you’re flirting or are just stupid…”

“Ouch, that’s harsh,” Namjoon cringes, smiling bitter-sweetly.“And I don’t know…both?”

“So you were actually flirting early?”

“It didn’t really work,” Namjoon responds, pressing his lipstogether. “But, uh…kinda?”

“You gotta work on that,” Yoongi tells him, but nonethelessends up smiling. “Had I not thought that you were cute since the minute youwalked in then I probably would’ve been majorlyturned off.”

“Wait, hyung, you—?”

“Not to say that I’m even turned on now,” Yoongi mumbles, standing to put the final pieces ofjewelry back on the stand. “But…ya know.”

“So then—,” Namjoon begins, but at that moment there’s abang from the back room and both males freeze. Hurriedly standing, both maketheir way towards the hall, but Yoongi grabs Namjoon’s wrist and stops himbefore the male can charge back to go and see if Jimin is alright.

“What—?”

“Listen,” Yoongi grumbles, and Namjoon does, face scrunchingup awkwardly when he hears a high-pitched gasp that can only belong to Jimin.And it’s definitely not a gasp of pain…

“Jungkook, dear god…,” Yoongi sighs, pinching the bridge ofhis nose. Couldn’t he have at least gotten Jimin’s number and taken care of itlater??

“I…um…well,” Namjoon says, rubbing the back of his head. Heobviously doesn’t know what to do, but Yoongi knows one thing for sure—there’sno way he’s sticking around to listen to Jungkook make Jimin scream, and he’spretty sure Namjoon doesn’t want to be around for that either, so—

“Feel like catching dinner?” Yoongi asks, and while Namjoonis obviously surprised at the invitation, he smiles and nods.

“Sure.”

With that, both males grab their belongings and hurry out ofthe tattoo parlor. On his way out of the front door, Yoongi makes sure to lockthe door and flip the shop sign to ‘closed’. No one else needs to be walking inon those two—that’s for sure.

Side by side, Yoongi and Namjoon then walk calmly into thedarkening evening, searching out a place to sit and eat.

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