Hard-To-Reach [TaeSung/Kkeomchiz]

Chapter - 06

After what felt like hours of focused creativity, Sungho finally set down his pen, stretching his arms as he leaned back in his chair. "I think that's enough for today," he said with a satisfied sigh, closing his notebook. The lyrics he'd been working on were nearly complete, and he seemed pleased with the progress.

Taesan, who had been sitting quietly next to him, was still caught in his own thoughts. He hadn't been able to tear his eyes away from Sungho for most of the time, completely mesmerized by the way he worked. Even now, as Sungho relaxed, Taesan found himself captivated by the way his features softened in the evening light, making him look even more beautiful than before. Sungho turned to Taesan, noticing the distant, almost dreamy look in his eyes. A small, amused smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "Hey Taesan?" he said, waving a hand in front of his face. Taesan blinked, snapping out of his daze. "Hm? Ah, sorry, I was just... lost in thought," he mumbled, trying to hide his embarrassment.

Sungho chuckled, clearly amused. "You've been pretty quiet. Guess I was that interesting to watch, huh?" Taesan felt his face heat up, but before he could stammer out a reply, Sungho continued, "Since we're done here, how about we grab a coffee nearby? There's this quiet café I like, and I could use a break." The offer caught Taesan off guard. Sungho was inviting him out... just the two of them. His heart skipped a beat as he nodded eagerly. "Yeah, that sounds good. I'd love to."

"Great," Sungho said with a relaxed smile as he packed up his things. "It's not far from campus, and they have the best coffees."

As they left the music room and walked side by side through the corridors, Taesan couldn't help but feel a strange mix of excitement and nervousness. This wasn't just about coffee... it felt like something more... a chance to get to know Sungho better, outside of the usual music sessions. He wondered what they'd talk about, what new sides of Sungho he might discover.

The thought of spending time alone with him, away from the group, made Taesan's chest tighten with anticipation. He was starting to realize that these little moments with Sungho were becoming more special to him, and he couldn't help but wonder if Sungho felt the same way. For now, though, he pushed those thoughts aside and focused on the moment... the warmth of the late afternoon sun, the sound of their footsteps in sync, and the quiet comfort of simply being together. Whatever happened next, Taesan knew he wouldn't forget this day anytime soon.

The soft chime of the doorbell rang as Sungho and Taesan entered the cozy café. The place was small, with warm, dim lighting and a relaxed ambiance. The faint scent of freshly brewed coffee hung in the air, instantly making the atmosphere inviting. They walked past a few tables until they found a spot by the window, where the golden glow of the setting sun spilled in, casting soft shadows across their faces.

Sungho motioned for Taesan to take a seat while he grabbed the menu. "What do you want to drink?" he asked, glancing at Taesan.Taesan didn't have to think twice. "I'll have an iced Americano," he replied, his usual go-to.Sungho nodded. "I figured as much," he said with a teasing smile. "I'll go with a latte. I need something smooth and warm after today."

As Sungho went to place their order, Taesan took a moment to appreciate the view from their table. Outside, students were passing by, some in groups, others on their own, enjoying the last bits of daylight. He glanced back inside, letting his gaze linger on Sungho as he spoke with the barista. Even in such an ordinary setting, Sungho had a natural presence that drew attention, and Taesan found himself mesmerized all over again.A few minutes later, Sungho returned with their drinks and set them on the table. "Here you go, one iced Americano for you," he said with a light smile as he handed over the drink

Sungho took his seat, settling into the cozy spot by the window. He glanced around at the view outside... the sun was dipping lower, painting the sky in soft hues of pink and orange. It made the café glow with a warm, inviting light. Sungho seemed at ease, his gaze wandering lazily from the street to the people passing by, lost in thought.