It had been a month since Yoongi started visting and Hoseok couldn’t help but let his curiousity get the best of him.

After handing Yoongi’s drink, he broke their usual routine and added the drink with a piece of paper and pen.

Yoongi hesitated.

He knew what it meant.

But he only knew this boy by nameplate and by the counter.

Everything else was supposed to be nothing more.

“Number..” Hoseok simply said.

Yoongi was skeptic.

He started scribbling on the piece of paper while Hoseok went back in to making orders of coffee.

When he finished, the whole room turned silent with the loud impact he made when the ballpen was placed on the table.

He left without a word.

When Hoseok took the piece of paper, he couldn’t help but be amused.

A true grin finally appeared on his features.

Min Yoongi was sure one hell of a mystery, Hoseok thought.

“In your ing dreams, Coffee Boy..”