The Rebels are Crazy - EXO fanfiction

19? A Curious Day

Friday morning in the cafe.
The group of three that was here last week, when I met Yixing, is looking dead. (They are regulars.)
Yixing is sitting in a booth enjoying his coffee and a doughnut.
Minseok is checking the inventory. 
Hoseok switched shifts with Jimin so we could talk about our dance for class and now he is cleaning the counter.
I am making the order for BigBang Parlor before my break.
All with all, it's a pretty relaxed morning. I put the last coffee on the trey, nudge Minseok that I'm going to the other side of the road and leave the cafe. The ding of the door at the parlor welcomes me. I walk over to the counter and put the trey on it. Behind it is Seunghyun. He looks up at me with a smile.
'Morning Mali,' he says cheerfully.
'Morning Seungri, should I go a round?' I ask him. I've done this for a few weeks, but I never knew their names though they all know mine. Well, I know their artist names.
'Yeah, go ahead,' he tells me. I walk ahead to the first booth.
'Morning T.O.P,' I say cheerfully.
'Morning Mali. You have my coffee?' he asks.
'Double espresso with whipped cream, here you go,' I say and put it down on his desk.
'Thank you very much. By the way, we're having a party tonight to celebrate our five year anniversary. Could you ask everyone from the Cafe to come?' he asks.
'Sure, congrats by the way,' I say smiling.
'Great, just ask Seungri for the invitation when you leave,' he tells me.
'Will do.'

'Minseok, here,' I hand him the invitation to the party at the tattoo parlor.
'Hm, sounds fun. You got invited?' he asks.
'Everyone who works here is invited,' I explain to him.
'Aish, I hope it won't be until too late. Otherwise, work tomorrow will be hell,' he says jokingly.
'We sell coffee, I don't think we'll fall asleep at work,' I joke back.
'Okay, we'll go. Go take your break with Yixing.' I nod, go make two coffee's quickly and head over to Yixing.
'Ah, that looks amazing,' he tells me when I put down the cappuccino with a heart made out of milk foam in front of him.
'Thanks. It took me a long time to learn how to do that,' I tell him and shove my cup towards him which just has some type of vines on it, 'this is what I used to do.'
'When did you learn how to do this?' A blush appears on my cheeks.
'Wednesday.' He raises an eyebrow.
'You learned this for me?'
'Maybe.'
'You're too cute,' he says smiling. The blush on my cheeks gets even redder. 'Do you want to come watch a movie at my place tomorrow?'

'And last but not least! We have to thank the cafe across the street for providing us with coffee every single day so that we are awake and ready to make the best tattoos possible! An applause for the baristas!' T.O.P yells out through he room. Roars are heard and loud cheers for us.
Suddenly all the attention is to us. The group we ended up coming with is Minseok, Hoseok, Jimin, Taehyung, Jungkook and me. Jimin asked Jungkook along because Seokjin couldn't come. Seokjin did a fashion studies and is now slowly starting up his own fashion label with a guy he met there. His name was Namjoon if I'm not mistaken. Tonight they have a presentation to some people who could be the ones that are going to fund their startup.
They cut a cake that they ordered and hand pieces around until everyone has a piece. After that, cans of beer are being passed around so that everyone has a drink too. When that's done, mingling starts. I soon find myself left alone by the biggest part of the group. Only Jungkook is still next to me.
'So how are you and Jimin doing?' I ask him.
'Aish, normal I think. He's been a bit distant, but that happens every once in a while,' he explains.
'Talking about Jimin, he's waving at you,' I say as I notice Jimin rigorously swinging his arm to get Jungkook's attention.
'I'll go see what's up,' he says and gets up. His place is taken very quickly by T.O.P.
'I don't think I've ever properly introduced myself,' he says to start the conversation.
'No, you haven't, but than again, I haven't either,' I say.
'Well, I'm Choi Seunghyun, nice to meet you,' he says smiling.
'Pink Mali. Nice to meet you too,' I reply.
'Say Mali, do you have any tattoos?' he asks. I nod and lift my shirt a little so that you can see a little, simplistic galaxy on my hip.
'Got it done a year ago,' I tell him.
'Aish, that's done nicely. Those lines are to die for,' he says with an impressed look on his face.
'You did them,' I tell him a bit confused.
'Did I really? Can't remember.'
'I had another color hair, maybe that made you forget and I didn't work across the street back then,' I explain.
'Yeah, that could be it.'

'Here you go, aren't the others coming today?' I ask one of the three guys that come here regularly. He's on his own today, which is weird considering that they never come here alone. He nods. 'Are you okay?' He looks up at me with tear stained eyes.
'No, not really,' he says. His voice cracks in between his words. Without even asking, I sit down in the booth with him.
'What's up?' I ask him. He looks like he needs someone to spill everything to.
'Well, we live together. The three of us. So we have quite a tight bond,' he explains, 'and yesterday we went out to celebrate Jongdae's birthday. That's the handsome one.' I chuckle at his words.
'So what happened?'
'We were crossing the street and out of the blue this car came at full speed and I was just across, but it hit both of them and now they're in the hospital and they're both just out of surgery and Baekhyun has a scar on his head and...' His tears start streaming harder with each word he says.
'But why aren't you there?'
'I couldn't stand staying there another second,' he tells me with a smile through his tears. He's trying to stay strong. I must say it's quite a picture in front of me. The smiley giant is crying.
'What's your name?'
'Park Chanyeol.'
'Okay Chanyeol, why don't you stay here for a little longer? Get yourself together a bit and maybe call someone who can go with you.'
'I don't have anyone but them,' he cries out.
'I'll come with you,' I tell him out of the blue.