"Are you asking me out?"
"Am I ?"
A fresh start for him and a new chapter for you. Bts had broken up 2 years ago and Namjoon was ready for change. You have been working hard in your music career since you were 17 and realized a new outlook would be...
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You and Namjoon agreed to meet up for coffee at a café close to your house. It was a quaint inexpensive shop that you had found when you first moved to the city. The ambiance was warm and inviting, yet clean and clear. You figured it would be a good change from the club the two of you met in. You had become good friends with the owners' daughter. She managed this location while her mother, the owner, managed the location in France.
You walked into the bright shop. It smelt like coffee beans and buttery croissants. A couple sat at the coffee bar, while a group of college students occupied the table in the middle of the shop. Soft French music lulled out of the speakers, mixing with the coffee smell in the air.
"Hello, welcome to torréfaction foncée (dark roast) how can I help you?" Coretta's French accent jumped off her brown lips. She stared at a letter on the counter.
"Whatcha got there Coretta?" you asked her. She looked up at you.
"Oh my gosh! Meilleur ami, I didn't even see you come in." She grabbed your hands.
"Ya you seemed a bit busy with that letter," you responded. "What does it say anyway?"
"We'll talk about it another time when I'm off work." must have been important. "You haven't been in lately. Any special reason?" she pried.
"Oh, I invited a friend to hang out," you nodded your head casually, hoping she wouldn't ask the question you knew she was going to ask.
"Who is he?"
"Nobody really. Well, I met him at a bar opening the other night and we became... good friends." You tried not to think about Namjoons drunken speech. It sat in the back of your mind. It didn't say much it just reminded you that it was there. It happened, and you asked him to hang out after.
Why didn't you do anything? You asked him to hangout. You could have held his hand, or kissed him, but you asked him to hangout. You felt embarrassed. Pathetic even.
