He's A Celebrity

The Fated Accident

JUNGKOOK

It was a very long day, because of the upcoming album he had bare minimum of four hours of sleep in two days, so it wasn't a exaggeration when he said he was sleep walking.

I huffed a long sigh watching it form a cloud in front of me before disappearing in the air, I shivered as the harsh wind withered in the lonely winter night.
It just wasn't fair, although he knew he was the maknae of the group that didn't mean he had to pitch coffee for everyone, in the middle of the night.

Ok he'll admit he was lying he wasn't being send to pick coffee because of the maknae thing, he had lost the game of rock paper scissors so the responsibility fell into his hands, but he just wanted to whine okay? And no, that didn't make him a baby, no matter what Jin said.

I released another sigh as I saw neon lights of cafe Rendezvous blazing against the stark inky night bleeding into it some brightness. He put on his glasses and mask and pulled his beanie a little tighter while he started jogging faster the thought of coffee snatching away his lethargy.

He saw the glass windows first and then the few people occupying the residence he didn't have the time to think as he pushed the door open and was greeted by a lazy sound of the worker.

"Welcome to cafe Rendezvous what would you like? "

"Oh here, it's for a...J" He handed the list to the worker and was told to wait for a few minutes till his order was ready.

He nodded and turned around to skim the area, the cafe was lit with yellow lights which were reflecting off the shiny surfaces of the tiles and tables giving it a warm texture.

He ignored the few residents, probably university students as he made his way to an empty seat against the glass window in front of some one who looked like they were fighting a losing war against their notebook.

I plopped down in the seat keeping my phone on the table as my sore muscles groaned in relief from practice all day, I put my head down on the table my forearms supporting it, and gazed outside at the foggy night.

Behind me I heard a frustrated huff and then some scratching of pen against paper, I focused on the quiet sound of it as I closed my eyelids feeling woozy.

I was accompanied by the quiet grazing of pen and paper, as I lay there I could hear the person behind me huff a few more times, before the fluttering of papers and again all went quiet.

I was so lost, that I was startled when I heard my name being called out. I got up from my seat towards the counter as I took my order thanked the worker and went out of the cafe into the biting chill of the night.

Who the hell drinks iced coffee in winters? I looked at Yoongi hyung's  order and frowned upon the thought of cold liquid, I was few steps away from the cafe when I realized that none of my hyungs have started bugging me like they usually did while I was away for long usually my phone would be blowing up with messages, these hyungs worry too much but my phone?...... MY PHONE!

With a stumbling epiphany, I turned around and started running towards the cafe, I saw the door and without waiting rushed through it towards my table, I felt my worry melting as I saw the cause of it lying innocently on the table.

I shook my head in disbelief and hurried to pick it up, tripping over and the orders slipping through my hand. I felt the ground closing in on me before I pushed out my hands to protect my face from colliding against the tiles.

I had successfully saved myself from an injury, I was celebrating inside whilst unknown to me a bigger disaster than a mere injury was awaiting my destiny. I heard a sharp intake of air followed by a gasp.