Chapter 2||•Mr. Wine•

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[Edited; 2nd October 2017]

Third POV

"Hello?" Said a man answering the call. He sounds still a half asleep.

"What?!" Then suddenly he changes his intonation and immediately jumps off the bed. Leaving it mess. He runs to the bathroom then put his clothes on. 'Dammit!' Is the only word that came out from his mouth when he saw his phone. He enters the red mercedez car after locking the door of his house.

It's 4 AM, still the time for people to rest after full day of work. The road was quiet and dark. Only the bright of lamp street that replaces the sun.

Finally he's arrive at his destination. An airport. He comes out from his car then trying to find someone. Someone who disturbed his peacefully rest.

"Boo!" Someone surprised him from behind.

"Darn you. Why the hell you disturbed my sleep in this fuckin' time?!" Was all his respond after turn his head to face someone behind him.

"I like your face when you're get mad." His friend's said.

"'I swear i will kill you myself." He murmurs.

"Aahh~ I'm so tired~" He said as he stretches his back. He ignored his friend's said even if it was clear for him to hear as he moved his gaze from his friend smol body.

"Tch."

"By the way, ohisashiburi Chuuya~" The man who has brunette hair said with a childish manner. It makes him disgusting for a sec, but then he realized, a men who standing in front of him was his partner job before finally decided to leave and choose his own job.
"Now, now.. Why dont we go to the café that we usually went?"

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And after a couple minutes of talking, they go to the café near his house. It takes an hour to arrive there. It's just a small cafe that located in the edge of street and also infamous. But when the smell of its beverage touches the nose, it's so calming. And when it touches the tongue, it will make the stress go. Maybe it's enough to describe the café.

"Oh Chuuya-kun, ohayou." An old lady who seems the owner of café said.

"Ohayou, Obāsan." A men who called Chuuya responds with genuinely smile.

"What happens? It's strange for you to come in such a time." She asks as she walks towards them. "Ara.. It's Dazai-kun right? Long time no see." She said again then pulled her hand to a men who named Dazai.

"Well, like what you see? we come here to drink your delicious beverage. Since i was in London, i couldn't deal with the taste of beverage there, especially coffee. And now i'm here, i really miss the taste." Dazai said as he takes the old lady's hand for handshake.

"You're too excessive, Dazai kun. It was just a coffee." She said responding his stated. "Well, if you said so, let's have a drink then. C'mon." She said as she allowing them to follow her behind. "And what would you have to drink, Chuuya kun?"

"A wine." He answered.

"Eh, is it alright for you to drink in this early time? You have to work today, right?" She said while preparing the coffee for the brunette haired man.

"It's okay, Obāsan. I'm taking a break from work today because i really need some rest." The ginger haired man said and pressing the last words then glaring daggers at his friend. But that man, Dazai, just giving him an innocent smile as if he never did anything wrong.

"Well, you right, since you were the owner of the office you shouldn't get sick." An old lady around 50 years old  said while serving the coffee and wine to them. "Hmm.. Now you had came here, then why don't you telling me about London?"

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And with that, they begin to talking and telling some story each other. Not knowing that they spend it an hour straight until the bell of the door rang which means there is a customer entering café. And the old lady immediately stands up, saying sorry before  leaving the two mans. But, she's not going to serve the lady who has come because the waitress is already there.

And that time, the first time his sight meet that lady, he can't take it off.

Chuuya?

His gaze never leaving her.

Chuuya?

His eyes now following every her moves for so long.

Chuuya?

There is something wrong with him. Like he can't hear anything clearly until his friend snapped him from the thought.

"Chuuya Nakahara!"

"What?!" He answered irritatingly.

"Did you hear what i just said?" His friend asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

"I can't hear anything clearly." He respond then immediately turn his head to find the lady seemed hurry. And his friend just mouthing 'hah?' after hearing his old partner weird respond.

But he really likes seeing everything she did. Seriously, there is something wrong with him. He continues to see her until she is out of café. And that's when he knows there was something in her table. Not caring a lecture that come out from his friend, he immediately stands up then approaching the table to take something there.

"What a beautiful name."

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Okay, now enough for the introduction. Let the story begin~
And im sorry if there is an ooc .
I'll update soon. Don't forget to leave a comment and i'll very happy if you give this book a 'vote' in every chapter :)

See ya in the next chapter~
-Ays-

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