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61. SVT Woozi - Miscommunication

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Title: miscommunication

Member: jihoon ft. seungcheol, got7′s jaebum & jackson

Genre: angst w a happy ending

Word Count: 1792

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"Jihoon, get up. It's our turn to get breakfast." Seungcheol shakes the fellow member awake vigorously, making Jihoon grumble curses and swat weakly at Seungcheol's hand.

"(F/N)'s working today."

"All the more reason not to get up," Jihoon mumbles, sitting up anyway. Seungcheol pats down his bedhead and shrugs, tossing Jihoon a pair of jeans nearby.

"If you miss her so much, why break her heart?" Seungcheol sits at the foot of Jihoon's bed, waiting patiently as the other changes out of his sweats.

"I don't have time for her," Jihoon replies defensively, "Being in a relationship with an idol means doing everything in secret, and she doesn't deserve that."

"You didn't tell her that," Seungcheol inquires, bending to tie his shoe. "Instead, you told her you didn't love her."

"So what? It makes no difference." Jihoon sighs, getting up to dig through a drawer. He removes his favorite hat - your favorite hat. He pulls it over his bedhead and stares down at the ground. "She'd hate me either way."

The walk over to the cafe you worked at was silent, Seungcheol tapping away at his cell phone while Jihoon sulked behind him.

The cafe was warm, as per usual, and smelled of freshly baked pastries and brewing coffee. Jihoon takes in a deep breath before following after Seungcheol, who hands the cashier the list of items needed.

"This'll take a while. Take a seat and relax, alright?" She smiles at the two of them and disappears into the back, calling out orders.

The door to the cafe bursts open, revealing a disheveled, familiar figure.

"I'm so sorry I'm late... Again."

Oblivious to the duo sitting at a nearby table, you hop over the counter and into the backroom, where you set down your things and quickly tie on your apron.

Your boss approaches you, a gentle smile on her face. "It's fine, don't worry. I know it's been hard for you lately." She hands you a large bag filled with pastries, and gestures for you to follow her.

"Just give them that for now, I need to brew the drinks." You nod and approach the duo conversing about mixtapes, nearly dropping the bag at the sight of them.

"Oh, um..." You set the bag of food on their table and greet them quietly, before walking away.

"Wait, (F/N)!" Seungcheol calls, and you turn with a grimace. There's a noticeable look of sadness in your eyes, and Jihoon can't bring himself to look into them. "Come back, I - we, haven't talked for a while."

You walk towards the table, eyes focused on the shiny tiled floor. "I don't really... Look presentable today."

"It's fine," Seungcheol smiles gently, "She looks fine, right Ji?"

"U-uh, yeah, perfe - I mean, fine, totally fine." You glance at him, for the first time in weeks, and it breaks your heart. Heavy and dark beneath his eyes are two eyebags, and his normally pink lips are dry and parched.