Weeks went by. Jimin gave Yoongi's clothes back and the older thanked him, bowed and escaped from the talk Jimin tried to start. After that, the awkward silence took over both of them.

They didn't talk nor say any words to each other in weeks. The only time Yoongi said something to the younger was when he did something wrong. Otherwise, they only stared at each other from time to time. Yoongi went back to be cold.

Jimin counted the days of how long Yoongi was avoiding him and today was the 19th day.

Jimin got to work on time. He changed into his uniform, which was black pants, a white shirt, and a black apron. They needed to look professional since the place was a fine dining restaurant.

However, today was not like the others. Jimin's morning routine was messed up. He didn't get any breakfast or even a cup of coffee. He was dazing out in work, even though he often does that his coworkers were worried about him since its the first time Jimin looked ... this bad.

It was 12 pm and their lunch break just started. Usually, they close the restaurant in these hours so they could get something to eat since the firm's lunch break ended at this hour. They didn't expect any customers to come. Jimin sat in silence between the coworkers and Yoongi was sitting on the other side of the table. Jimin could feel the older's stares but he just kept on looking down on his plate of food which wasn't touched yet.

Jimin got up to and excused himself. A few seconds later Yoongi chose to get up too. The younger went up the stairs forward their staff room. But before he could go in, he felt someone pulling his wrist.

Jimin looked up to meet  Yoongi's eyes. The silver-haired older pulled the younger into his office.

"Yoongi Hyu- Chef, what are you doing?" Jimin asked in confusion. Yoongi sighed, looking down to the ground and running his fingers through his hair.

"you can't make me worried like this Jimin.." The older said still looking down. Jimin couldn't get the confidence to look up either, his raven-colored hair was falling down to his eyes. Yoongi looked up again to get even more frustrated.

" Jimin.. Can I ask you something?"

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"o- of course, hyung"

" Why do you always think bad of me? you're so paranoid as if I have done something.. I .. I mean it just doesn't make sense.." 

"what do you mean? " Jimin said as his gaze is now on Yoongi.

" You've worked with me for weeks now and we have even talked and had a good time in each other's company. Do you still think that I would have done something to you that night?"

Jimin was confused, how did Yoongi know? he doesn't remember confronting him with this.

" I really don't want you to think this way of me Jimin.." The older sighed. He took a step closer to the younger, but Jimin took a step back. He was still confused and shocked by what the older just said.

"Hell, I could tell you everything that happened that night, Jimin but you would still not believe me," he said as he took a step closer with led the younger to take a step back again.

"Aish this is hopeless..and... Please get something to eat, " Yoongi mumbled as he got away from Jimin. He pulled his hair back, looking at Jimin, who didn't move nor say anything. Yoongi chose to leave the room with a sigh.

Jimin stood there. Going through the conversation as he just realized what the older just said. He felt bad. He knew Yoongi wasn't the type of person to do such thing, but because of his own pessimistic self, he got caught up to believe so. Jimin took his gaze from the floor to the window next to Yoongi's desk.

Jimin decided to believe in the older, and also on his gut feelings. He chose to believe his heart this time instead of all the stupid signs who made him believe in such things.

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Author note: Hey dumplings! I know its a while since I updated, and I have a feeling for this story to die, probably everyone forgot about what this was about and I feel bad for not updating often, but school is hard these days and I'm just trying to collect myself