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Taehyung agrees with his online test What Type of Person Are You? when it tells him that he is most definitely not a morning person as he leans back into the comfy armchair, laughing at the accuracy. He would much rather be wrapped up in his soft blanket than sit in this front desk chair, that although is soft, squeaks a bit too much. His co-worker and best friend, Jimin, looks back at Taehyung to shake his head in disapproval and slap his thigh lightly. Of course, Jimin always being the goody-two shoes.
“Hurry. Jin’s going to be mad if he comes back to a big pile of books. Remember last time?”
He does remember it, as if it all happened yesterday. Taehyung flashbacks to last winter, when he and Jimin got into a big phase with anime and instead of doing their work, they watched the newly released episodes and read manhwa on the job. What they didn’t know was that Jin was coming back from his vacation a week earlier than planned, and of course, Tae and Jimin, their feet held high on the table, chips in one hand, a soda can on the other, were caught. At least they now know that Jin isn’t called broad shoulders hyung for no reason, as those shoulders were also connected to some very strong arms.
Tae shakes his head and sits upright, and stands up. “Yes sir.”
There is no need to experience Jin’s strength again, it’s horrifying. He playfully salutes Jimin on the way out, grabbing a cart full of books varying from Winnie-The-Pooh to 50 Shades of Gray ( yes, it happens. why? don’t ask me ) This is the worst part of Tae’s job; walking around trying to find the different sections for one specific book, and repeating that process 100 times. It wasn’t hard, just overwhelming, and Taehyung puts the T in tired. Other than that, Tae wouldn’t say it’s a bad job. It paid a bit over minimum wage and it wasn’t stressful. Jin, the owner, is also a close friend to Taehyung’s brother ,Namjoon, so even if he were to resign, Namjoon would just take him back here and tell Taehyung to beg Jin for his job back.
It’s almost 9, or the opening hour for the library, when Taehyung finally finishes, placing the last book in it’s proper place. He’s makes a move to leave when the doors open and Taehyung has to remind himself to breathe ,because miraculously, Jung Hoseok, has succeeded in looking better than he did the day before. No human should be capable of doing that or having that power. He’s wearing a striped white and blue shirt that fits him well, maybe too good because Taehyung can see Hoseok’s slim figure, and he’s about to scream . Hoseok is also wearing those black plain jeans that would probably looks ehh on another, but damn right, they were meant for Hoseok because Taehyung can also see his tight thighs that make Taehyung want to pray to every god there is out in the universe. To put the cherry on top of the cake, he has those circle frames placed on top of his beautiful nose and Taehyung’s heart rate is increasing swiftly at the amount of Hoseok he’s taken in this early in the morning. He drinks in Hoseok a little more before snapping back into reality.
“Good morning Jiminnie!” Jimin waves his hand to Hoseok lazily, not even looking up from his laptop, too busy working on something. Taehyung peeks out from the library shelves, and sees Hoseok walking his way to the Children’s section, and Taehyung panics, grabbing the first book he sees. Act normal. Act normal. “Ah! Tae! You’re here too?” Taehyung looks up from the last minute opened page, pretending to be surprised.
“Oh Hoseok! Yeah! Just reading some stuff. You’re early today.” Hoseok smiles, his pretty cheekbones forming, and Taehyung thinks that if Hoseok tried, he could probably replace the sun. Maybe then Taehyung would be a morning person. As he basks in Hoseok’s presence, he mentally nods his head. Yup, definitely would enjoy the mornings more often.
“What’s it about?” Hoseok asks, and Taehyung only stares at him. What is Jung Hoseok talking about? I was staring at his lips the whole time. Wow, they’re really plump today, has he been kissing someone? No...Don’t think negatively. I wonder what they would feel like on my lips. Wait, are my lips chapped? Ohhhh no. Please don’t be chapped and crusty.
“-hyung?”
Taehyung leaves his little trance and finally notices a worried expression on Hoseok’s face and laughs nervously.
“I’m sorry. What did you say? I blanked out for a sec there.” Hoseok just lets out a small chuckle and Taehyung sheepishly smiles.
“I asked what the book was about.” “Oh yeah! The book.” Taehyung looks down and nearly choke. Out of all books in this huge library. Taehyung had the luck of randomly selecting Breastfeeding for New Mothers. So embarrassing.
“Breastfeeding.” Taehyung sees the confusion work on Hoseok’s face, and he can feel his own face heating up. “I like to try to learn as many things. You know, get a perspective of the world.” That was bad. So bad. What are you thinking, Kim Taehyung?
Hoseok just laughs and nods, Taehyung dodging a very bad bullet; or at least hoping he did.
“Oh. Well, I’ll be going. The kids should be here soon. I should prepare my stuff. Have fun with your reading!”
Hoseok pats Taehyung on the shoulder as he walks past him and Taehyung lets out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding. That could’ve gone worse…..no it couldn’t. You were reading a damn breastfeeding book, that was the worse case possible, or close to it. He places the book back on the shelf and walks to the front, a pout on his face.
Taehyung sulks back to his spot next to Jimin, who looks up with a smirk. Jimin reaches out his hand to pet Taehyung’s head, rubbing the other’s neck.
“Aww, did Taehyungie embarrass himself again? What was it this time? Snorting?” Jimin laughs at himself, and Taehyung swats his friend’s hand away from his neck
“No. It was worse. I was caught reading a book about breastfeeding.” Taehyung doesn’t even get to defend himself because Jimin bursts out laughing, and slapping his knee, idiotically, receiving a slap from Taehyung.
“You,”Jimin laughs mid sentence. “Breastfeeding, oh my.” He laughs a bit more.
”That’s horrible. He must think you jack off to breastfeeding pictures or something.” Taehyung groans and shoves his hands into his face and spins in his chair.
“I’m glad my pain amuses you. Glad to entertain you anytime.”