hoseok smiled warmly at yoongi, his melanin laced skin glowing underneath the bright cafe lights.
yoongi stared intensely at his cake, his fork digging into the spongy vanilla layers, the jam and cream spilling lightly out of the sides. he furrowed his eyebrows.
hoseok noticed a dab of cream on the older's lower lip and smirked. he leaned over and brushed his thumb across the whipped cream, swiping the remnants of his past bite away.
at this point, yoongi looked up with a questioning look. he widened his eyes when he saw hoseok bring his thumb to his mouth and lick the cream away.
hoseok what are you doing?
you're so messy yoongs.
yoongi proceeded to turn red for what felt like the hundredth time in the past five minutes.
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writing of most generic cafe scene award goes to: me
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Fanfic"who are you?" "im not sure" ×lowercase intended× * name edit; was 'its 4am, so im texting you' * ©softbowlcut i own none of the characters mentioned in this book, however the plotline and ideas are my own. plagiarism is a crime.
