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Kim Namjoon took a sip of Americano that he ordered at his favorite coffee cafe.
Still looking hot and mouth-watering in his eyes. The smoke from the coffee brew that really calmed his mind.
This time don't worry, he wears shoes and doesn't go barefoot like the other day.
Because honestly, he was also embarrassed if he had to go barefoot all the time.
The man also ordered one small cake that had a topping sprinkled with tiramisu powder. Just one piece and that's enough to make Namjoon who doesn't really like cakes finally enjoy.
"It should have come at this hour, why hasn't it come yet?"
His eyes were busy looking here and there then turning back to the entrance to the cafe.
It's not for nothing that he has to sit for minutes here. By only being able to look at everyone who passes by here and there to deliver orders.
For a long time he was able to whisper here. The bead is diverted on the blinking screen of his cellphone.
There was one notification coming in from his lover and without long namjoon immediately opened it.
He read the short sentence and texts down the answer. Every now and then his hand grabbed the coffee cup and sipped it slowly.
Just when the reply was sent, the cafe door opened causing a faint squeak that was clearly recorded in Namjoon's sharp hearing.
Well even though he was a little careless, the Kim man still had his own skills.
Like his ability to damage things—meaning the ability to hear something faint with a voice that is rarely heard.
Similar to an owl or bat that has sharp hearing.
Even Namjoon also has a high IQ, because he is so tall and smart he becomes stupid himself in responding to his intelligence.
The figure of a man with a bastard face and a random order welcomes Namjoon's gaze.
The man he had been waiting for until it was smeared.
'Why is his face so serious, suspicious!'
Kim Namjoon opened a newspaper, which then acted like he was reading it.
In order not to be caught that he was spying on his lover's cousin.
His eyes glanced forward, exactly the place Vee had been going to. But the man didn't exist, there were only people passing by incoherently there.
'Aish where is he going?'
He lowered the newspaper that covered his face. Grabbing the coffee cup and drinking the contents.
But a second later Namjoon choked due to a deep voice from behind his body.
