hoseok sits in his usual space, all cozy and warm with a book spread across the table and a nice, warm cup of coffee nestled in his soft palm. the dim yellow lights keep the natural atmosphere at peace, and allow everyone there to just unwind as they all deserve. a simple breath in and he's flooded with the scent of coffee and just comfort. some would say 'comfort' doesn't have a smell, but hoseok knows it does. he knows it does. the lights hang almost solemnly from the ceiling, keeping the petite shop alight in all its beautiful yellow glow. hoseok knows this place inside out, and he loves it.
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he takes a deep sigh, both eyes closing in calamity before he lets it all out in one long breath. he's content.
every weekday, hoseok studies just like this.
but 'every weekday' never lasts forever, does it? no, it doesn't, and hoseok learns that for himself.
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hello pals!! ~ i'm super excited to start fresh and write here again. i'm actually gonna like idk„ finish a story this time?? lmao i'm gonna try. this story has been in my head for quite some time — no no i'm not gonna lie, i got the idea like 20 minutes ago and just decided to start writing lol. anyways, i really like yoonseok so i decided to write a cute lil fic about it. hope you enjoy, ill start updating regularly. xo, miwa 🖤
