Moonlight streamed down through the gaps in the clouds and illuminated two figures embracing on this cool night. 

 

The taller figure rested their head on the shorter one and slender arms held their body close to their own.

 

The slight breeze ruffled the female ones hair and she snuggled closer to the male who tightly held her. 

 

She looked up with watery eyes and smiled sweetly at him. 

 

"I have to go now." 

 

"Yes, it's time to wake up." The guy brushed his lips on her forehead. 

 

"See you tomorrow." She once again smiled and started to fade, as her real self woke up from this glorious dream. 

 

~~~~~~~~~ In the real world ~~~~~~~~~~~

 

She woke up to the alarm clock ringing and a yawn escaped her lips. Thoughts of him swirled around in her mind and she wondered again whether he was just a dream, or if he was out there somewhere. 

 

There was just something about him that told her he was alive and not just something her subconscious had made up. 

 

Her friend then stepped in the room, obviously having woken up earlier than (y/n) had. 

 

"Oh you're awake now?" Her friend giggled and took off her jacket.

 

"I thought we could go out for breakfast today. " Meg sat on the edge of her bed and smiled at her roommate. 

 

"Sure. Let me just get ready." 

 

Half hour later they were both ready to head to the cafe that was just outside their apartment complex. 

 

~~~~~~~~~ At the cafe ~~~~~~~~~~

"Dude, are you thinking about that girl again?" 

 

Min Yoongi sipped his coffee and a faraway look overcame his eyes. He merely nodded in response to his friend, Jungkook's, question. 

 

They were sat at the cafe that they always frequented. The aroma of coffee and fresh food invaded their senses, filling them with a warm sensation. 

 

Round tables with red upholstered seats were inviting and comfortable. Soft music played in the background making one feel calm. 

 

However, the mint-haired male was anything but calm. 

 

The thought of that girl who was in his dreams every night made his mind go haywire. 

 

Was she real?

 

Was she nothing more than a figment of his imagination?

 

He just didn't know. 

 

As these questions swirled around in his mind, he went back to focusing on his friend's conversations. 

 

He was so into talking to his friends that he didn't notice the tinkling of the bell above the cafes door, or a certain girl walking in with her friend, who then made her way to the counter.