Coffee Shop Boy || Choi Seungcheol

14

a/n: lmao just saying I'm Michael Jackson trash sooo... you'll see
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Kijung slept in that morning, she had the day off of work too. she was quite glad actually. she was extremely tired and not really in the correct mindset. last night Seungcheol—sort of—confessed to her. it completely surprised Kijung and she was shocked, she didn't know how to reply.

today, Kijung was going to spend the day lounging around, eating and listening to music. she felt lazy today. she wore a plain white tshirt and a pair of black track pants.

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it was around 5:30pm now, Kijung ate a lot and watched and finished as many TV series' as she could. she became bored now.
music? she thought to herself, agreeing with her own thoughts. she grabbed her phone and plugged it into her stereo, letting the music play out loud.

her favourite song at the moment blaring:
Michael Jackson - Break of Dawn

though Kijung wasn't the best dancer, she decided to start grooving along to the song. feeling the beat and riding the rhythm. she became lost in the song as she glided across the floor, facing the window and she admired the beautiful view of the city of Seoul at night.

little did she know, that someone was going to pay a visit. Seungcheol. he felt bad for leaving Kijung with her emotions and thoughts all over the country from last night, so he decided that he'd try and talk to her and explain everything.

he knocked on her door once. twice. three times, Kijung couldn't hear him, her music was too loud. Seungcheol could even hear it outside of her door a little. he tried opening the door—surprisingly, the door was unlocked.

Seungcheol scoffed, silly girl, he thought. he twisted the door knob and entered Kijung's apartment quietly. as soon as his dark brown eyes fell on Kijung, he smiled widely. her favourite song on repeat as she swayed back and forth as she stared out the window.

the boy crept towards her, being as quiet as he could to try and talk to her... or maybe just spend some time.

he felt slightly hesitant but confident. he loved the sight of Kijung enjoying her quiet time alone, admiring something she loved. but, soon she'll admire something else that she hopefully loves as well, that's Seungcheol's plans and thoughts.

as Seungcheol got closer, the music still playing quite loudly, he snaked his muscular arms around Kijung's small waist. she gasped and jumped, but soon relaxed into his embrace a few seconds later. the two started to sway softly back and fourth together, Seungcheol resting his head a-top of Kijung's. after a minute, Kijung grew comfortable and safe, she placed her small hands on top of Seungcheol's big ones, she felt tense at first, only lightly resting them a-top of his hands.

as the song progressed, the lyrics got into Seungcheol's head, along with Kijung quietly humming as she closed her eyes.

this is my chance, Seungcheol thought, I've got her with me and we're both comfortable... let's do this, Seungcheol.

Seungcheol smirked to himself, taking one last smell of the girl's luscious hair. he kissed Kijung's cheek, then travelling down to her neck and to her shoulder and collarbone.
Kijung was taken by surprise, her eyes opened widely at the feeling of Seungcheol's lips pressed against her skin. she let out a squeak when Seungcheol kissed her once more on the shoulder.

he swivelled Kijung around, admiring her no makeup face, taking in all of her beauty. he bent down a small amount, trying to match their heights a bit. his big hands cupped Kijung's soft cheeks, caressing one of them as he lent in, connecting their lips. he kissed Kijung softly.