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3 Months.

It's been 3 months since Yoongi touch Seokjin's cold body. It's been 3 months since Yoongi screamed at him and begged him to come back. It's been 3 months since Yoongi watch his funeral.

Yoongi couldn't even cry anymore. His feelings somehow became numb. The other members think of Yoongi as a strong person because he was able to let go of his hyung rather quickly, but in reality, Yoongi was far from that.

The proof is, right now Yoongi goes to a cafe with someone who looks and sounds exactly like Seokjin as the worker.

I must be going crazy, Yoongi thought.

He couldn't even say anything when he met the figure of 'Jin' earlier. Yoongi just followed him walking into this cafe quietly and take a seat on the closest chair he could sit because his feet felt so weak.

And just like in a dream, this cafe looks very empty. They use simple furniture equipped with very minimalist decorations. Whether they are going for a modern cafe theme or they're kinda short of budget, Yoongi doesn't know.

What Yoongi knows right now is, there is no one else in this cafe besides himself and Jin. And this is what makes his heart beats fast.

"Here you go." Jin cautiously handed a cup of hot coffee in front of Yoongi. "I hope you drink coffee." Jin added with a hopeful smile that made Yoongi avoid his eyes.

"I didn't ask for a coffee." Yoongi muttered, quickly regrets the cold tone in his voice.

Jin just chuckled. "Nah, it's from me. You'll get sick if you don't warm yourself up."

Yoongi fell silent, he doesn't know what to say. Jin didn't talk anymore and just watch him closely, makes Yoongi awkwardly drink his coffee.

And then Yoongi coughed out of nowhere.

"Oh no, it tastes that bad?" Jin pouted.

What the fuck? Yoongi cursed to himself. Even his pouting face is similar, he thought.

"Uhh, no. I mean- Sorry. It doesn't taste bad. Its just- It's too sweet for me, I guess." Yoongi said stammering.

"Let me change it."

Jin tried to took the glass Yoongi was holding until their hands touched and for some reason, Yoongi's cheeks felt hot.

"No! It's okay." Yoongi tried to pull himself together. "Actually, can I try some food too?" He asked.

At this point, Yoongi just want some time alone from Jin to calm himself down.

Jin smiled cheerfully, "Of course."

"I want... Tteokkochi. With some Odeng-guk, please." Yoongi just picked some food on the first line of the menu.

"Good choices for rainy days!" Jin replied, still with his smile that makes Yoongi blushes.

"One Tteokkochi and one Odeng-guk coming up!" The broad-shouldered man said. He then turned his back on Yoongi and walks towards the kitchen.

***

Yoongi sighed. Luckily, the cafe kitchen was blocked by a wall and Yoongi was able to take his eyes off of the figure he had missed for a long time.

That sentence does feel contradictory, but Yoongi really couldn't look at Jin's figure any longer. Because even though his heart was pounding with joy, but part of his soul was screaming for help of the torturous longing he felt for Seokjin.

Yoongi took out his wallet and reached into the pocket. He took a folded photo and looked at it closely.

 He took a folded photo and looked at it closely

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That smile. That very smile. It's really similar to his hyung's smile that always haunts him, along with the guilt.

When Yoongi fell himself into the bargaining stage, he always said that he would do anything to bring that smile back. Then God granted his request in the strangest way possible and now he doesn't know what to do.

"Here's come one Tteokkochi and one Odeng-guk!" Jin's voice pulls Yoongi back to reality, he watched Seokjin– he means Saejin, handed his meal once again.

"Thanks." Yoongi said.

Jin nodded, "Enjoy your meal."

Yoongi took the chopsticks while silently hoping Jin wouldn't watch him eat and would leave him alone this time. Unfortunately, Jin watched him eat again while occasionally tidying up the tables around him.

"You like it?"

"I always like everything you made, Hyung."

"Really? So you promised me you'll always join me if I invited you to eat from now on?"

"I never say that."

"Haha. You have promised me, Yoongi-ah!"

Yoongi's mind wandered to that cold night, when he was busy writing songs in his studio without having time to reply Seokjin's message inviting him to join him at lunch.

When Yoongi returned to the dorm that night, he found some untouched plates of food which he thought was lunch menus that Seokjin made. His heart feels like torn apart when he realized how lonely Seokjin was at those times.

If only I spent time with you.

If only I kept my promise.

"Oh? You... You're crying." Yoongi found Jin looking at him with his worried face.

Shit. Yoongi cursed himself.

He felt the tears flowing from his eyes to the gaps of his nose and cheeks.

Shit. Shit. Shit. Yoongi quickly wipes his tears with his sleeves.

"Are you okay?" Jin asked him while offered a box of tissue.

"Yeah. It's- It's kinda spicy." Yoongi lied.

What a loser, he thought to himself.

Jin immediately grab him a glass of water. "I'm so sorry, you don't have to pay me for anything. I messed up too many times." He pouted again.

Yoongi shakes his head. "Don't say that. It's not your fault."

It's not your fault.

"You've given me a place to shelter myself and makes me feel warm, you've done everything you could to help me. Thank you." Yoongi added.

Oh how he always wanted to say that to Seokjin.

Yoongi felt his tears dropped again. He pulled out his cash right away and put it on the table.

"Looks like the rain has stopped." Yoongi said. "I have to go." He then quickly walked away from Jin without looking back.

"Wait!"

Jin's voice called him. Yoongi stopped right before he opened the door.

"What's your name?" Jin asked.

Yoongi fell silent for a while.

"Min Yoongi."

***
Day 1

I started writing because everything feels fucking strange.

I feel like I fell into a dream world where i met Jin-Hyung in the strangest fucking way possible.

His name is Choi Saejin.

A chef, waiter, and maybe the owner of a cafe near cemetery.

The cafe is rather empty but it feels warm inside. The food was great and the coffee was a little sweet for me but still enjoyable.

I think I embarrassed myself in front of him many times. I even started to cry like a loser because his face remained me of Jin-Hyung so much.

I miss Seokjin-Hyung like hell, but meeting someone similar to him like this, I don't even know what to feel.

Maybe I asked others to meet him tomorrow.

***

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