today ╱ jeongchan

014.

"You'll be fine, bub. We still work at the same café so come around before 8, alright? Breakfast is on me."

"Thanks, Seungmin Hyung," Jeongin breathed out; the previous sobs were now replaced with snivellings as he finally calmed down from the eventful morning.

Jeongin, much like the previous days, woke up with confusion clouding his brain and hot tears rolling down his cheeks. He had read the notebook placed on his bedside table, the messy scribbles on the rough surface of the page provided him with the much-needed explanation but it didn't offer anything close to comfort that he desperately needed right now. It took him a while to absorb of every bit of information and even went as far as calling his friend, Kim Seungmin, to confirm that it wasn't one of the many pranks Hyunjin is pulling on him.

It didn't make sense at all but the tugging feeling inside his chest told him that everything is real. The notes were concrete evidence. After all, the information was written in penmanship that he recognized well: his own.

He decided to go on with his day. Oddly enough, he found his closet filled with articles of clothing he doesn't remember buying or owning. Even more so, they were all black and oversized hoodies, with a few shirts of the same colour. Since when did I become a fan of black stuff when I remember naming red as my favourite colour? Jeongin thought, eyes searching through the hanging fabrics before fishing the first one his hand landed on. Convinced by the same conclusion that it must be one of his purchases in his amnesiac days, he found himself slipping into one of the pullovers he found. It was more than enough to keep him warm from the autumn breeze, he reckoned.

Thirty minutes later, Jeongin found himself standing in front of the familiar shop, Levanter Café. He saw Seungmin seated in one of the booths, having his daily piping hot cup of joe. Across him was Felix who is probably enjoying his hot chocolate and a slice of cake. Without further ado, Jeongin entered the café, wherein he was greeted with the bitter yet comforting aroma of the coffee wafting inside the room.

Soothing but empty.

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"Hello! Welcome to Levanter Café! What can I get you?" Jeongin greeted, the same enthusiastic smile plastered on his face as he waited for the response of the fun-sized male clad in a black shirt standing before him.

"Are you really going to treat me like one of your new customers?" The mentioned emitted a quite dramatic huff, which earned a quiet giggle from the younger situated behind the counter. "Come on! I've been going here a lot, shouldn't I be treated as a regular customer?"

Jeongin, deciding to ride along with the act, quipped in a sickeningly sweet voice. "I'm sorry, sir. But I believe we haven't met before. The name's Yang Jeongin, by the way."

"Whatever," the elder rolled his eyes as he theatrically crossed his buff arms over his chest, a petulant pout now painted on his lips. "I came here for my boyfriend and this is what I'm getting?"

"I'm afraid your boyfriend is busy right now, sir," Jeongin let out a hearty giggle briefly before motioning towards the line of three people forming behind the mentioned, "Are you ordering though? Because you're kinda holding up the line."

"Come on, Jeongin. I expected more from you. Don't be like this!" The male whined and Jeongin can't help but watch in sheer amusement.

The younger was about to respond with one of his sassy remarks when suddenly, the kitchen door opened, revealing a grinning Felix. In his hand was a plate of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies which he placed on the glass stand situated next to the cashier. Glancing briefly at the two, he mumbled. "What's going on? Are you two bickering again?"