READ: ITALICS are characters pov/thoughts. GREYS are flashbacks, it could be thougths/dialogue/events.

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Youngjae felt vibrations from his pocket. He pulled out his phone and was surprise to see the caller ID. He immediately pressed the accept button and put the device against his ear.

“yeoboseyo?”

“oh..Youngjae..hi..” Youngjae couldn’t stop himself from smiling as he heard the voice he missed so much. It’s been a week since he last spoke with him.

“Daehyunnie..uhmm..are you home?”

“yeah..i have the cookies…gomawo..” he looked down at his lap and watched as his fingers played with the hem of his shirt.

“hope you like it..uhmm..it’s..well it’s my apology gift..” A long pause made Youngjae nervous. He could feel the trickling sweat on his forehead despite the cold atmosphere inside the shop.

“where are you?”

“uhmm..in the café..” He replied.

“wait for me..i’ll be there..”

“ok..i’ll wait..” Then he hung up. His heart was beating so hard and his palms were cold from sweat. He didn’t know why he felt nervous with that simple call. He had mix feeling when he talked to Daehyun, something that’s unusual for him. He sighed and looked at the time in his phone.

It will take him half an hour to be here..why am I getting nervous?..this is what you want, right?..to talk with him..so why are you nervous?…

Another sigh left him. He glanced at the tables to look for something that could divert his mind from thinking about Daehyun. Then someone got his attention. He studied his every feature thinking that he was familiar.

“he looks like..” Youngjae paused and took another glimpse at the boy. “omo..he’s that..Yongguk..”

Then he noticed the other boy sitting across him. His eyes widened when he realized that it was the weird guy from before. 

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“here is your coffee”

Yongguk took the cup, smelt its arousing scent and sipped the hot drink. He put down the ceramic before letting out an audible breathe of satisfaction.

He heard a low chuckle across him causing him to look up from his cup. He was taken aback when Himchan wiped his upper lip using his thumb and he put it on his mouth and .

“sweet” Yongguk rolled his eyes as he reached for the tissue paper. He wiped his lips with one and threw another to his friend.

“will you stop doing that?..kind of gross”

Himchan smirked leaning himself against the table closer to Yongguk, arms laid on top of the wooden surface. “you’re looking extra y today..anything happened last night, huh?”

“stop” his serious tone could make anyone scare away but not Himchan. He loves teasing the boy until he made sure his wants are understood and cleared.

“if you just let me kiss you..then I’ll stop..” He reached his hand to Yongguk’s and rested it on top of it. Yongg