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🧋🍂☕️🌻☕️🍂🧋
- 𝕊𝕀𝕏 -
𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕨
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• present time •
"well, what d'you recommend?" hongjoong replied, arms folded over the counter top lazily, eyes scanning the menu on the wall before moving back to the taller.
seonghwa thought for a moment, shrugging, "depends what you like."
hongjoong nodded, and leaned back, "what do you like?" he was curious, wondered why he felt like wanting to know everything about this boy, his age, his favorite color, his family, where he grew up, his dreams and aspirations; everything. seonghwa smiled, raw and pretty and the barista swayed back and forth a bit,
"i like iced matcha lattes." he said simply, and (because seonghwa for some reason couldn't pin point why he wanted to speak to the shorter more), added, "but since it's late, i'm assuming you want a stronger hit of caffeine judging by how tired you look; so maybe a cold brew?"
hongjoong snorted, hands slipping into his coat pockets comfortably,
"i look that bad, huh?"
seonghwa couldn't help but giggle, the sound made hongjoongs heart skip a bit, familiar- he'd heard it somewhere before, "mmm, just got real dark circles, but i wouldn't say bad though." he said with a small shake of his head.
"is that a compliment?" the younger asked, raising an eyebrow with a smile. seonghwa rolled his eyes, orbs sparkling in the light, the smile he wore grew shy, "if you'd like to think of it as one, sure."
hongjoong stayed quiet for a bit, thinking- before he spoke up again,
"i like you, seonghwa." they said easily, as if it were the simpliest thing in the world.
"w-what?" seonghwa felt his face flush red, ears tinting an embarrassing red at how blunt the white haired was being; he wasn't just told that everyday- hell he'd only been told that once in his life by a girl he'd never spoke to much in high school. of course he knew it wasn't meant like that- but to hear this was still jarring.
hongjoong giggled, taking their wallet out and handing him the money, "i'll have one large cold brew please."
seonghwa nodded, quickly taking the cash and spinning on his heel to start on the drink, "c-coming right up."
"cute."
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"so how'd you stumble on this place?" seonghwa asked, head resting in his arms over the table as he sat across from hongjoong- eyes locked on how cute he looked with both hands holding the cup like that, hidden under the length of his sleeves. he hated the thought though, got him nervous to think things like that again. hongjoong shrugged, taking a sip of his drink and leaning back in his chair,
