Café Love (BTS V)

Yeollie?

Your POV:

You went over and straddled his back, you felt him stiffen a bit. "Relax, I'm not going to stab you," You laughed. "Not now, at least." You snickered. "Yah, you're scaring me!" He said in a girly tone. You laughed as you gently massaged his back. You spent the rest of the time massaging his back in silence; you were so focused on massaging him you did not exchange a word.

Tae's POV:

He was lying down on his stomach deep in thought, he enjoyed the massage but he could not rest. He thought about today's events at IKEA with you. First both of you messed around, next he lied on the bed with you staring at the ceiling and sharing jokes, then he held your hand while escaping his ex. But the highlights of his day was when you guys were hiding in the box, the scent of you was already making him go a little crazy but when you leaned against him that made him feel like he could stay there forever. He almost lost it when you kept shuffling; he had to stop you before he did anything out of line.

He admired your redeeming qualities, you were nice, compassionate, and hilarious, you loved and respect a lot of people. And you did not mind his weirdness; in fact, you were as weird as him.

Little by little he fell asleep, your calming touched lulled him into sleep.

Your POV:

You were massaging him when you heard soft noises coming from him; you slowly got off and knelt down so you were face to face with him. He was mumbling incoherent sentences, you lied down on your stomach and propped your head on your hands as you looked at his face. His head was rested on his arms.

You looked at his soft features; his lashes touched his cheeks, his mouth curved up in a small smile that reached his cheekbones, his nose scrunched up in a cute way, his mouth slightly agape. His hair fell into his eyes, you reached out to slightly brush it away. You were about to pull back when he grasped your hand.

You blushed; he opened an eye and sleepily asked, "Are you hungry?" You nodded slightly, he sat up, "Thanks for the massage, let's continue this after dinner." He looked towards the almost complete shelf.

You stood up and offered him a hand, he accepted it and you pulled him up. "The kitchen is upstairs." Both of you walked up to the open kitchen. "How do you know?" Taehyung questioned. "I used to come here to cook Aerith some dinner over the weekends." (Aerith is the elderly woman's name) "Oh..."

You walked behind the counter, "Sit down." You ordered Taehyung. He did as he was told. "What do you think we should eat?" You leaned back against the counter. "Let's have some Mul Naengmyun!" Taehyung cheered. "Okay." You laughed.

You turned back and started preparing the ingredients; afterwards you were cooking and preparing the dishes. That was when Taehyung started playing trot music, you laughed at him when he started singing along and did a funny dance. You cooked while the music played and wiggled your body.

Tae's POV:

He watched as you wiggled your body and hips while cooking, he was mesmerized with your moves; he distracted himself with dancing, hoping you did not see him stare at you.

He watched as you spooned the noodles carefully into three separate bowls, and then poured the broth into the bowls and topped it off with ingredients he helped chop up earlier. She put the third bowl in the refrigerator after covering the top with a film. Then she slowly turned around and set the bowls on the table and retrieved the utensils and then shut the drawer with her hip.

He looked at the food placed in front of him in delight. You looked up at him and said, "Eat well!" You smiled warmly at him. "I will eat well!" He smiled; he picked up his chopsticks and started gobbling down the cold noodles.