Under the Cherry Blossoms (Taejin/Kookjin)

Chapter 40. Under the Cherry Blossoms

JIN'S POV

It has been three days since Taehyung and I parted ways.

I should have contacted Jungkook, but I didn't.

Simply because, there was something I needed to think about. This time, it has nothing to do with Taehyung. It has something to do with the elegant piece of metal embedded with an expensive stone I kept inside the pocket of my coat.

Hence, it took me another three days to text him to meet me.

The breeze has become warmer than usual, signifying the coming of a hot humid season.

The sole cherry blossom in my cafe has slowly lost its pink touches as petals continue to swirl downwards.

I am sitting quietly on a vintage chair outside my cafe.

On the small vintage table, carefully crafted with intricate details, settle two glasses of green healthy and delectable smoothie. My hand caressing the body of the glass. A smile curled up on my face as I remembered how this smoothie came to be. And a sudden blush crept on my skin as I recalled the events that happened afterwards.

A simple smoothie that led to a series of intimate acts.

The place was serene, with a few melodic sounds coming from the chimes being hit by a gust of wind.

The ticking of the clock synchronized with the beating of my heart.

Patiently waiting...

And I heard footsteps, gently pounding on the surface.

Thump... thump... thump.

I held my chest with my right hand. Eyes locked on my smoothie.

A ruffle on the chair before me slightly disturbed the serenity.

I looked up to see a man whose smile was full of delight but eyes full of anxiety.

"Hey" His voice strained.

"Hi"

"How have you been?"

"Fine and you?"

"Fine, I guess." He looked down and caressed the glass of smoothie before him. He smiled as if he remembered something beautiful and out of the blue, whispered, "I miss you."

As I stared at him, I realized that I have never fully appreciated how handsome he is. When we were together, there were a few times that I unintentionally compared him to Taehyung. And I felt bad for actually thinking that way, although it was unintentional.

Now, my thoughts are clear. I get to see how his casual messy bun complimented his manly undercut, how his hair looks different when he is in business meetings and when he is with me. He has this sharp and intimidating look when he is at work, but he has this teasing yet protective college boyfriend appeal in casual days. His eyelashes curled gorgeously even when looking down. His nose curved in smooth slopes. His skin gleamed with youthfulness. His jawline is well-defined and god-like. And his lips, those thin yet soft lips that made every inch of my body burn with desire.

He is handsome. Jungkook is truly handsome as he is. No need for comparison.

And he loves me. He loves me sincerely... How can someone as handsome as him love me this much?

A sudden wave of insecurity hit me.

"Do you still love me?" I blurted out my thoughts. "I mean, it has been nine days. Maybe you have changed your thoughts about me? or maybe you have realized that---"