dream. | park jisung

BUNGEOPPANG

"holy crap, it's cold!"

minji was late for her first meeting with the dreamies, they'd agreed to meet at the bakery at 10.30 and it was already 10.40.

her heart beat was fast as she weaved her way in between people and poles, avoiding elbows and feet everywhere. a quick glance at her phone tells her that she was late by 15 minutes.

"i should've texted to say i fell in the shower, damn it!"

as she peaks over a tall man's shoulder, the front of the bakery catches her eye, a toothy grin gracing her features. with a few more sharp turns and ducks, she makes her way to the bakery's door, pushing it open and quickly relishing in the warm feeling that engulfed her figure.

"now, where are they?" she makes her way to the counter, scanning the small shop, looking for any sign of the seven idols.

"why did they agree to meet in public? what if their fans see us? are they gonna get in trouble? should i leave?" her thoughts run out of her mouth at a rapid speed, the boy at the register staring at her in confusion.

"uh, hello. what can i get for you?" the girl jumps at the sound of the male's voice, an apologetic smile falling on her lips.

"sorry, just one bungeoppang and a hot chocolate. please."

"sure, that's 12000 won." the girl pays for her items before standing to the side, turning every now and then to see if she'd somehow missed the boys.

"the bungeoppang and hot chocolate?" she thanks the employee, taking her food and drink and heading over to an empty table to the back of the store.

"where are they?" she lifts her phone, taking a sip of her drink, the warmth noticeably flowing through her body. she opens her messages to see no one had messaged, "ugh. i don't wanna be here alone."

where tf are you guys???

her message sends, the read message appearing multiple times as each boy checks his phone.

we're coming we promise, we just got held up for a sec by our manager

mark was the one to answer, his text arriving just after minji had sent hers. she sighs, turning the device over and taking another sip of her beverage.

it doesn't take long for her to notice a few people with cameras lurking about around the shop as a few screams are heard down the street. the cameraman continue to shuffle along the street, snapping photos like crazy.

minji jumps as her phone vibrates on the table beside her.

go to the counter now, say you need to talk to the manager about the cups and then do whatever they tell you to do after. trust me.

the message is from haechan, too serious for him to be playing around. the girl immediately jumps up from her seat, taking her drink and bungeoppang with her. she heads to the counter and asks to speak to the manager.

"what would you like to see the manager about?"

"the cups." another employee walks out of the kitchen, whispering to the boy minji was speaking with before he asks her to follow him.

he steps out from behind the counter and guides her through the back of the store to a small office. a lady is sitting in a chair behind a desk, kind eyes watching minji as she steps into the room.

"you must be minji. i'm min jaehee, i own this cafe. how are you?"

"i'm o-okay. um, may i ask, why exactly did i have to come back here? i was waiting for my friends and i got told to ask to talk to you about the cups?"