Coffee - Bts http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=warxC_Een_g (if you want to see the lyrics)

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     We had just finished practice for one of our songs. My hyungs and I were dying on the floor while one of our friends was out buying us lunch. “Why in the world is he so slow, I’m dying here! God!” Jimin, another one of Jeongguk’s friends, said. “I know hyung, but cut the dude some slack, he just went out a minute ago. He’s not ‘The Flash’ Jimin hyung.” I stated while panting in between.

     After centuries of waiting, in our perspective, Taehyung hyung, our savior, finally came with our lunch. Complaints of “what took you so long” and screams of praise because lunch was here filled the whole room, and was joined by Taehyung hyung stating that he was just gone for ten minutes. Few moments later, we all sat on the floor forming a circle. Foods from the plastic bags were being given out according to who ordered what, followed by the drinks. “Here Jeongguk, your Americano.” Taehyung hyung passed me my drink. I then took it and said thank you.

      I took a sip of the dark and bitter drink in my hand. Sure it was bitter but I’m used to it already, ever since she was gone. I chuckled to myself, I remembered how I was complaining to her about how people can stand Americanos, that it was too bitter and my tongue would come off. Suddenly not feeling hungry anymore, I just drank my Americano, but the more I drank, the more I remember about her and the memories. It made the Americano more bitter than it already was, but still I kept drinking. I remembered the time where Macchiatos was what I drank instead of Americanos. Those days were gone now, only a memory. I remembered how I was so nervous during our first date, but it was sweet like her, like a Caramel macchiato. After a while we became comfortable with each other, we made sure the other was alright, where ever we went, we would always go together. Our favorite place to go was at the café beside our school. I remembered how warm she was, like the scent of a Caffe latte. I remembered how I used to be intoxicated with her scent all day. I remembered our promises that were now gone, our countless mistakes and other wrongs, our unspeakable and small wounds. It hurts thinking about them, we used to be so good and happy. We were young, still are, we should have known that it wouldn’t last forever. Time went by, those happy feelings went down like dripping down Espresso, but the memory of us breaking up was like a bitter Americano. I remembered that we promised our futures together, but then we chose to break up. I remembered --

      “Hey Jeongguk! Earth to Jeongguk. Are you there? Hello?” someone said while waving a hand in front of me . “Huh? What?” I said still dazed. I looked up to see who disturbed me from my bitter walk through memory lane. Oh it was Hoseok hyung. “Finally! Are you gonna finish up your food or not, because those two over there are eyeing it with hungry looking eyes, just sayin.” Hoseok hyung said. Oh right. I haven’t eaten. I opened the packaging and told him that I was gonna eat it. After that reminiscing, my stomach growled to tell me to feed it. “Oh yeah, I’m already full right now so I can’t finish up my Iced mint coffee. Seeing that you drank up all of your Americano before eating, I think you should take mine, so you won’t you know, choke? It’s better to give it to you than those two.” Hoseok hyung said with a cheeky expression. I told him sure and then I thanked him.

     Huh, mint coffee, this was her favorite among all the other coffees. Oh look I’m thinking of her, again. But after months of proving to the world that I can succeed, these days, I sometimes miss her, I wonder why? But these days too, I’m starting to smile a lot again to people, the smile that I used to only show her, the smile that I thought I wouldn’t be able to show again. Now I wonder, does she also go through this from time to time? Does she remember the memories? Because until now, I still remember her sweet scent. “Ok lunch time is over, back to practice.” the choreographer hyung said. Oh well you heard what he said, time for practice. I sighed and went to my position. Few moments later, music started blasting and we started dancing our routine again.

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A/N:

seee its short... well i made it based on the song lyrics.

im not that creative XDD

its ugly too...i cant write beautiful fics~ XDD jelly of the other writers.

oh yeah... after i made this...the next day my other friend posted a selca of jeongguk's ex gf...& she was with jeongguk in the selca.

then i remembered my fic & im like oh my gahd..what if coffee really was for her O_O & my fic basically is what he feels O______O

*cries* my jeongguk~