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Warm cup.

Ringing bell.

Cafe Lattes.

 

A brown haired male sat by himself at a table in the cafe, watching as people drifted in and out, sitting and laughing. The sound of espresso machines and computer keys filled his ears as he observed students writing for final papers, doing research--anything to finish their school year off right. He sighed, leaning back in his seat, breathing in the intoxicating scent of his cafe latte, the cup warming his hands and brightening his soul. A perfect morning.

 

His attention was grabbed when the doors of the cafe opened once again, revealing faces that brought a smile to his face.

 

“Hyungs!” He calls out, putting his hand up, catching the two’s attention. A rare, gummy smile passed over the face of the mint haired male, the slightly smaller male with orange hair excitedly running over to the table with an eye smile.

 

“Taehyung!” He exclaimed, jumping onto the male in his seated position, almost toppling the chair over. The brown haired male squeaked, quickly grabbing the table to keep them both from breaking their necks.

 

“You catworm you’re not as small as you think you are!” He exclaims, and the orange haired male pouts.

 

“Yah, I’m not small.”

 

“Keep telling yourself that.” The brown haired male snickered as the mint haired male joined the conversation, making the orange boy puff out his cheeks.

 

“I am one centimeter smaller than you, Min Yoongi!” The mint haired male rolled his eyes, pulling out a chair and sitting to the right of Taehyung.

 

“Sit down, Jimin.” The orange haired male huffed, sitting opposite to Yoongi. Taehyung moved two cups toward them, and they both thank him, taking it. “Why are you drinking hot coffee when its beginning to be summer? It’s hot out there.” The brown haired male shrugged, looking out the window.

 

“I’m cold.” They were silent for a few seconds before Jimin scooted closer to Taehyung, putting a hand on his thigh.

 

“Are you okay?” The male was silent, black hair and a bunny smile passing through his head before he finally looked at the two, a small smile on his face.

 

“Yeah. It doesn’t affect me right now.” The mint haired male nodded, taking a sip of his drink.

 

“Understandable. When people like us emotionally shut down that tends to-”

 

“No.” Yoongi looked over at the interruption, eyebrow raised. A box smile slowly formed onto Taehyung’s face, and he let out a little laugh.

 

“I’m really fine. I prepared for this for months. I’ve gotten myself to forget already. That attachment to him has been broken.” The orange and mint haired men glanced at each other, both simultaneously sipping their drinks, causing the brown haired to scrunch up his nose.

 

“Yah, I’m not crazy.” Yoongi raised an eyebrow, and Taehyung rolled his eyes. “Okay maybe a little but you can’t prove that.” The three laughed, before it went back to silence, Taehyung tracing random shapes onto the table with his finger. “Thank you.” The two looked over at him in surprise, and a bit confused. Taehyung lifted his head, not able to look either of them in the eye by nature.

 

“I haven’t known either of you for very long, yet I feel so close to both of you without even meaning to.” He lowered his head, a slight smile on his face. “Thank you for being there for me. For just talking to me.” He looked over at Jimin, with a little laugh. “For giving me strawberries.” The orange haired male blushed, swatting his hand in the air as if to brush it off. “For helping me understand myself.” The brown haireds gaze traveled over to Yoongi, who just nodded, an ever so faint smile on his face. “It means a lot.” He let those words set in, before setting down his empty cup with a thud, jumping to stand on his seat. “Now on to doing something that’s fun!”

 

“Kim Taehyung what the are you doing?!” Yoongi hisses, while Jimin giggles, joining him on the standing of the chairs. Yoongi rolls his eyes, banging his head on the table once before getting up, shoving his hands into his pocket. “Let’s get out of here before we are banned.” The troublesome duo jumped from their chairs, rushing out the door while the mint haired male just shook his head, smiling slightly.

 

Sometimes you have to let go of the past.

 

So that you can pave a new future.

 

 

 

It’s alright, now count 1, 2, 3 and forget
Erase all sad memories
Hold each others hands and smile