51 Ma Douce Petite Revanche

AFTER TWO WEEKS

I request Danielle to have a morning shift since my professor postponed the class so I have plenty of time to do what I need. And since Jungmin isn't in the apartment, I can do whatever I want. 

Then, I smirk whilst looking at the ceiling, thinking of what I will do today. And so, I glance at my wall clock and say, "8 in the morning. I have 2 hours to prepare." 

I stand up on the bed, stroll outside the room, and walk closer to the kitchen. I kneel to the fridge before opening it to glimpse if it has food, turns out nothing. I release a deep sigh before shutting the fridge door close and walking inside the room. 

"I need to buy food." I murmur while changing my nighties to casual clothes before grabbing my purse on my desk. Shortly, I walk outside my room, bringing my car key, and walk towards the door. I clasp the doorknob and open it. Then, I lock the door and saunter downstairs. I walk to the parking lot and push the button 'unlock' and step inside the car as I close the door and start the engine. 

After fifteen minutes of travel, I stride inside the supermarket and grab the pushcart. Then, I walk aisle by aisle to fetch the food for our main dish and what we want. Afterward, I wander to the counter and pay for all our food before stepping outside the shop while holding all the purchased food.

Whilst walking towards my car, someone jerks the plastic back which startles me. There, I discern Taehyung stand next to me whilst holding my purchased food.

"What are you doing here?" I ask. 

"Well, ahm… I… bought something," my brows raise when seeing him hesitant while rubbing his nape. 

"Such a bad liar." I murmur while my lips form into a smile. 

He grabs all the plastic bags and helps me carry back to the car. I open the boot and place all the purchased food and close it again. Suddenly, he lifts his hand as if he's asking for something. Then, I tilt my head on the side, looking at him, confused. 

He sighs and says, "Car key." 

I nod and convey the car key to him before striding inside the passenger's seat and so, he steps inside the driver seat and starts the engine. 

Shortly after, we saunter inside the apartment to place all the purchased food inside the fridge and the cabinet before crouching on the couch. He sits beside me as he wraps his arms around my shoulder as I nuzzle closer to him. 

"Don't you have class?" I ask.

"Our professor canceled the class for the morning so I have time but by 11 in the morning I have class," he informs. 

"So what are we going to do? I mean m—" I cut off when my phone rings so he grabs my phone and passes it to me. 

"He—"

"Minsoo! You need to come to the shop right away!" I jolt out of the couch.

"Precious why?" 

"Just come to the shop!" She exclaims and hangs up without waiting for me to respond. 

"What was that?" He implores. 

"Precious wanted me to come early at the shop." I walk inside the room to get my clothes and towel then I walk out and step inside the bathroom to have a nice shower. 

After 30 minutes, I walk outside the bathroom and get ready to come to the shop. "Are you going to now?" He asks as I nod and grab my purse. 

"Let's go," I inform him before grabbing a granola bar and strolling outside the apartment with Taehyung. 

After a few minutes of walk, Taehyung wanders on a different path when reaching inside the shop. And before I could greet Previous, she tugs me inside the counter.

"W-what is happening?" I ask. Then, she points to the man sitting beside the glass window. 

"Who's that?"

"It's the one who always visits the shop and his name is Mark." Slowly, I look at her and back at the man. 

"I think he became my customer. He's familiar to me." I say whilst looking at me. 

"Wait, did he order?" I ask her as I turn around to face her. She bites her lips as if she does something wrong. 

"You didn't prepare his order!" I exclaim as she begins to panic and prepare his order. I sigh and shake my head in disbelief. After a while, she prepares his order as she places the order at the tray and gives it to mine. 

"What?" I ask.

"You can give his order." My eyes roll when seeing her face forms into a blush while yelping beside me. 

"Really? Where's the 'Confident Precious' I know? If you like that man then you should give it to him." She sighs and shakes her head. 

"Nope, I know you don't have something with that guy."

"What something?" 

"Ahm, nevermind! Just give his order and also…" she mumbles and then she leans closer to my ear and adds, 

"Can you ask his number?" I scoff as I hit her head. 

She winces while caressing her head where I hit. Suddenly, she stares into my eyes as if she's hypnotizing me.  

I sigh and say, "fine." She jumps to my body as she squeaks. 

"Thank you!" She exclaims and loosens the embrace. I just smile at her and hand the tray and step outside the counter. Hence, I walk closer to the man's table and bestow his order.

"Sorry for the delay sir," I say with a smile as he lifts his head and glances at me. I look back at Precious, who's signaling me to get her favor. I take a deep breath before gazing at the man. 

"Hey, ahm. My friend over the counter, she… she w-wants to ask for your number." I whisper with my eyes focus on my shoes as I'm tapping. 

"Yes?" I look at him and his eyes focus on my direction. 

"Your friend wants my number? Hm, interesting." He comments.

He tilts his head to the side and peeks at Precious and back in my direction. Shortly after, he takes out his notebook with his pen and writes something before tearing apart and gives the piece of paper to me. 

"Just tell your friend that she can sit with me so we could have a little chat with each other." He says whilst leaning his chin onto his palm as his elbow touches the table. 

Abruptly, I feel astonished when he's looking at me with an intensity inside his eyes. I slowly back away and walk inside the counter. 

"What did he say?" Precious appears out of nowhere. 

"He said that you can sit with him to have a little chat but I think it's a bad idea," I mumble while looking at the paper and back at Precious. 

"Why not?" She asks.

"We don't know that guy, what if something bad happens to you? We can't trust someone just because they're good looking." I exclaim as I stroll to the coffee machine. I turn around and lean my body at the counter, crossing my arms. 

"He's a fine-looking good man and I think he's a great guy so don't worry about me and if something bad happened, then I'll be dead. Just give the piece of paper to me so I could excuse myself and have a little chat with him." I sigh in defeat but before I could give the piece of paper, I notice that it's two papers so I check on it.

One of the papers is the phone number so I give it to her as I hide the other one. 

She smiles and pinches my cheek.

"Thank you! You're the best." She exclaims as she walks outside the counter and straight to the man's direction.

Thus, I stare at the paper before opening it. My brows furrow when he writes a foreign language which I perceive nothing. 

'Ma douce petite revanche'