HUG ME ( rewriting )

TWELVE

tae: hey go to The Cafe right across the library. you know where that is right?

sugabby: uhhhh yeah, why though?

tae: don't ask questions just go;)

sugabby: mm okay

yoongi made his way towards The Cafe after clocking out of work. he was glad he had already finished with work when taehyung texted him. he just didn't know why he had to go to the cafe? the blonde walked into the café, the strong smell of coffee and sweets hit him. he took his shoes off at the entrance and made his way towards a table. yoongis phone started buzzing on the table a minute later.

pinkmon: yo yo yo is that u i see in taehyungs fav place????

pinkmon sent an image!

pinkmon: wait didn't you block me

sugabby: i felt generous

pinkmon: im coming in

sugabby: no pls

pinkmon: im already here i cant walk out itll make me seem weird

sugabby: but u r??

pinkmon: u like it ;)

sugabby: no i don't.

sugabby: don't talk to me

someone sat in front of of him. the blonde looked up at his smiling face, his dimples showing and pink hair moving in his face.

"hi im namjoon but you already knew because ive sent plenty of pictures." he winked. yoongi gulped.

"yes."

"wow youre just like taehyung im out."

"okay."

"hmm," namjoon leaned forward and held his face between both his hands. the blonde narrowed his eyes at him. namjoon tilted his head to the side. "youre really cute in real life." yoongi quickly averted his eyes and felt heat spread to his cheeks.

namjoon chuckled.

"its okay, i know taehyung likes you so ill back off - unless you turn him down." he winked, which caused the heat to go to his ears.

"he what?" the blonde squeaked. he mentally cursed himself for letting this affect him that much. i mean he knew taehyung liked him but still, it was weird knowing someone actually liked him.

namjoon chuckled again. "oh! taehyung, bro, long time no see!" he got up and hugged a boy that walked up behind yoongi.

yoongis heart began to flutter, his stomach feeling queasy as he turned to face the two boys.

they both made eye contact for 10 seconds. yoongi quickly averted his gaze. wow that was awkward, get your life together. the blonde felt a warm hand grasp his shoulder gently. a body came into his sight, the warm hand moving to his chin forcing him to look up into equally warm eyes. the brown haired boy smiled. yoongi opened his mouth, but before he could say anything he tasted fabric. this is not what this total swag master wanted. he's supposed to act cool but taehyung gives him butterflies so now the short man is anger.

taehyung hugged him, happy that he finally had yoongi in his arms. he sighed, content, when namjoon cleared his voice awkwardly.

"i knew i shouldnt have came here, im always a third wheel," namjoon mumbled.

taehyung had already sat down in front of yoongi leaving namjoon standing next to the table. Taehyung was staring at yoongi when he spoke to the pouting pink haired man. "you can leave now."

namjoon rolled his eyes. "rude." he glanced at yoongi then at Taehyung and left mumbling under his breath. the blonde suddenly felt sweaty. he began focusing on his hands that laid in his lap. i need to cut my nails, he thought.

"so," taehyung began. his heart thudded against his chest rather hard and he was scared that yoongi could hear it. taehyung still couldn't get used to the fact that yoongi was so good looking in real life. like how is he real because damn he just loved looking at him. taehyung cleared his throat. "wow."

yoongi looked at him confused, tilting his head slightly. taehyung choked on his spit.

"youre just - really cute oh my gosh." taehyung flushed covering his face with his hands.

"your hands are really big." yoongi stated. he felt like his heart was about to burst out of his chest. time to fucking abort, yoongay, you've messed up.

taehyung laughed nervously. "thanks..." he looked at the blonde boy in front of him through his fingers. the blonde stared back. "would you like anything?"

yoongi nodded. taehyung smiled and they both got up to go order. as they made their way towards the counter, their shoulders bumped and yoongis hand slightly grazed taehyungs. both of them looked at each other but quickly averted both their gazes. oh shit, fuck, this is getting real.

yoongi just quickly told taehyung what he wanted and went to sit down at the table.

what do i do?

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+ it's my birthday