'Annyeonhaseyo Mali,' Taehyung says cheerfully.
'Hey TaeTae, what are you doing here?' I ask my friend, 'I thought you didn't work Sundays.'
'I don't, but Yoongi had a basketball game today so he asked me to take his shift,' he replies and grabs his glass of water to take a sip. 'So why are you here?' And suddenly a wild Jimin appeared.
'She has a date,' he says with a cheeky smile.
'Why are you here? I thought you hated working Sundays,' I ask Jimin.
'Oh, I'm not working, I'm here for the show,' he replies with a smug look on his face.
'You're such an asshole,' I tell him.
'You love me though,' he says and walks back to the back of the cafe.
'Hey, if you're going back there anyway, take a sack coffee beans with you when you come back. We're almost out,' Taehyung says to Jimin. Jimin puts his thumb up and disappears through the door. A hand lays down on my shoulder.
'Aren't you a bit early?' It's Minseok, obviously. Minseok works every day, except for Monday and Wednesday.
'It's one pm right?' I ask him. He takes a look at his watch and nods.
'It is.
'Than I'm right on time,' I tell him. Jimin comes back from the back with a sack of coffee beans over his shoulder. Those things are quite heavy, so I usually just drag them, but all the boys here can carry them without any effort.
'Ah, there he is,' he says as he looks at the door. I turn around and see the guy from yesterday. His sweet smile appears on his face, showing his dimples, when he looks at me with those puppy eyes of him.
'Hey, how are you doing?' he asks.
'Great, you?'
'Perfectly fine. Shall we order?' I nod. 'I would like a normal coffee.'
'You know what I want Tae,' I say and get out my wallet, but the guy next to me stops me.
'I know you said you wanted to pay, but I changed my mind and I want this to be a date, so please let me pay,' he says with an adorable smile on his face. If I'd say no now, the guys would tease me about it forever, so I nod and let him pay. There is something so familiar about him. I don't know what it is though. It's on the tip of my tongue.
'I don't think I've ever caught you name,' I tell him when we stand outside the cafe.
'Zhang Yixing,' he says.
'You're Chinese?'
'Ye. What's your name?'
'Pink Mali,' I tell him. Something sparks in his eyes, af if I just told him something he already knows.
'Hm, have we met before?' he asks.
'I don't think so,' I reply, 'but we could meet again.' My cheeks turn bright red when I speak out the words. I am not the one to flirt because I get uncomfortable, but he is so innocent and yet so flirty. It all goes on auto pilot. His smile shows again when I look at the ground to hide my blush.
'You're cute, I'd like to meet again,' he tells me.
'Okay, I'll text you,' I tell him.
'Goddammit! Run!'
"The words echo through my head and I shoot up from the pillow. I am in bed. Nothing happend. I saw a guy go up in flames, yet I don't know him. I don't know any of them.
They told me about visions. They said I'd get them since I was gifted with the 7th Sense. Something that is dangerous to have. Some call it a gift, others call it a curse.
They want you dead, but also alive. It depends on their mood if you get to live or die."
The 7th Sense. Such a good movie. It all looks so real and it feels so real. There's no one who hasn't heard of the movie. Some people have some dark plot against the government that this is all just to hide that these people are around us, but they said that about lizard people too and that hasn't been proven either. Some people just have too much time on their hands. Don't they have to work or something? Well, maybe they do, but instead of watching movies and series like me, they make some crazy theory.
Ugh, whatever. It's time to get dinner. Since Floyd is out with his friends, I can just get some takeout for dinner. As I walk around in my pajamas, I make a call to a pizza place and tell them what I want. It should be here in about five minutes or less with the ovens of today. Which gives me time to text Yixing. I let my body collapse on the couch and pull the holoscreen in front of me.
Message: Mali to Yixing
"Hey, this is Mali. Don't know if I gave you my number, but I just wanted to let you know that I had a great time today."
Message: Mali to Yixing
"Me too."
And there goes the doorbel. I hop off the couch, closing the screen as I go, and head to the front door. I open it and see a handsome man in front of me. Vaguely, I recognize him. He sees it too.
'Hey, don't you work in the cafe downtown?' I nod. He smiles at me.
'I work in the tattoo parlor across the street. The one that you bring coffee to every Friday. BigBang parlor,' he tells me. I raise an eyebrow.
'So why are you bringing me my food now?' I ask him.
'Aish, a friend of mine got ill and asked me if I could stand in for him,' he replies. I smile at him and hand him the money.
'You must be a real good friend. What's your name?'
'Lee Seunghyun, but they call me Seungri at the parlor, what's yours?'
'Pink Mali,' I reply with a smile, taking the food from him. 'I'll see you Friday.'
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The Rebels are Crazy - EXO fanfiction
Fanfiction'Goddammit! Run!' The words echo through my head and I shoot up from the pillow. I am in bed. Nothing happend. I saw a guy go up in flames, yet I don't know him. I don't know any of them. They told me about visions. They said I'd get them since I wa...
