❝hope that you feel what I'm feeling❞

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"It seems like they're divorcing!"

Jungkook bent over the counter, whispering loudly to his boyfriend on the other side. Hoseok widened his eyes at the information, dropping his jaw. He had his boyfriend's favorite drink in his hands, the one he drank every single day when he came to the café, a Caramel Macchiato. Hoseok got closer to give Jungkook his coffee and, of course, to hear more.

"I heard she cheated on him."

To moisten his busy vocal cords, Jungkook took a sip from his cup, frowned, and nodded in approval, as if he didn't know exactly how it tasted.

"That's crazy! They seemed to be such a great couple." Hoseok was a bit disappointed. "Did you hear that, Namjoonie?"

Namjoon came from the other corner of the big counter after giving a client her order: a Cappuccino, one of their most famous drinks. He had his eyebrows raised in curiosity, expecting Jungkook to repeat himself.

"Mr. and Mrs. Choi are divorcing!"

"What?" Namjoon was surprised and, to be honest, a little heartbroken. "I noticed something was off when she was here earlier, so I gave her some cookies on the house. What happened?"

"She cheated", the couple answered together.

"Who cheated?" Taehyung walked out from the changing room tying his apron, the logo of the coffee shop proudly printed on it.

"Mrs. Choi." Hoseok whispered.

"Hyung is in shock! Poor thing..." Jungkook pointed at Namjoon, laughing a little, while his boyfriend took a sip of his coffee, almost spitting it all when he turned to see his friend. It was hard for Hoseok to hold his laughter at Namjoon's disappointed face.

"Look, the doctor is here!" Taehyung loudly whispered, eyes as big as his smile.

Suddenly, no one cares about Mr. and Mrs. Choi anymore. They all turned to look at Min Yoongi, who walked into the café carrying with him all the beauty in the world. Everybody who knew him was sure he was one of the most handsome men alive.

"Good morning", he greeted with a small smile, bowing.

"Morning! Welcome!" Hoseok bowed too, followed by the others. He knew exactly what the man was ordering, but to make sure he asked: "Americano? To go?"

"Yes, please." Yoongi got closer to the counter, getting his wallet out of the pocket of the elegant coat he was wearing, completely unaware of the 3 pairs of eyes staring at him, or just ignoring them.

Min Yoongi could easily be mistaken for a TV drama actor. He was quiet and mysterious, very reserved; his hair was always flawlessly put together, as well as his clothing — the brand pieces were always perfectly matching as if a personal stylist dressed him up every day. Well, he was the type of person who could have a stylist to dress him up every day if he wanted to. And his perfume! Ah, it deliciously lingers in the air. He appeared to be exactly what people expect a doctor to be: chic.

"He's sooo fine..." Taehyung dreamingly whispered. His daydream was crushed when Namjoon's elbow found his ribs. "Ouch!" He massaged the place with a frown and a pout.

"Here you go." Hoseok gave Yoongi his Americano and received a small smile. And, of course, 10 won.

"Thank you very much", the doctor said. "Have a nice day!"

"Thank you!"

"You too", Namjoon said, smiling.

"Bye, handsome!"

"Taehyung!" His colleagues scolded him, but he didn't care. He had an elvish smile on his face, making Jungkook let out one of his loud breathy laughs.

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