Adronitis ; KyungMyeon

On The Snow

Kyungsoo and Jongin talked the day away, sharing experiences both bad and good. Jongin talked about his trip to Japan with Sehun and how they had been modeling for various big magazines, and even appeared on shows and big billboards. Kyungsoo lived a quiet life in Seoul and had a peaceful time, even though he often found himself feeling lonely and lost in his new living circumstances. Even though they were having a great time, eating noodles together, Kyungsoo couldn't help but worry about Junmyeon. What if he's in trouble or something? He didn't even say goodbye when he left, Kyungsoo thought. 

"I wonder where Junmyeon went." Kyungsoo pouted. 

"Myeong is probably having a good time or something." Jongin replied with a shrug. 

"He better. I'm kind of worried. What if he took it the wrong way?"

"He's a sensible man, isn't he?"

"I think so." 

"Then you have nothing to worry about, Soo." 

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Junmyeon stepped out of the bus, feeling the snow seep into his sneakers. He should have worn some better shoes. His focus shifted at the bar close by, tempted to slip in to his old habits. "God, no. I shouldn't." Junmyeon whispered to himself. Though he couldn't help thinking about how good it felt to become numb in the drinks. Just like the old days. To not feel shit and just get wasted. Junmyeon, of course, often looked like a normal pretty-boy to others. A pretty-boy with no issues and a perfectly stable mind (Obviously, that wasn't the case). Junmyeon stood still, still wondering if he could control himself once he stepped by the threshold of the bar. "Get a grip, Kim Junmyeon." He chuckled and went past the bar, spotting a nice and quiet little café nearby. Huh, two complete opposites standing so close to each other. He wondered how that worked out. Still, it was better for him to sit in that little café than getting mindlessly wasted right? 

"Hi Sir. Would you like to order something?" A waiter asked as soon as Junmyeon sat down on a chair by the window. It was scarily fast. Junmyeon looked at the name tag of the waiter. 'Jongdae'

"Thanks... Jongdae? I'd like to have an Americano, please."

"Sorry, we don't serve that." 

"What kind of café doesn't serve Americanos?" 

"This one..?" Jongdae answered hesitantly. 

"...Yeah"

There was a short period of silence, before Jongdae broke it. 

"So, do you want a muffin or something?"

"I'll just have a latte."

"Yeah." Junmyeon answered.

"Yeah." Jongdae repeated, before running back to the register yelling "Minseok Hyung!!" 

This was the weirdest café that he'd ever visited in his life. He was pretty sure that there would be no other weirder cafés than this one. Junmyeon stared out of the glass window, blankly staring at the cars, buses and people passing by. He wanted to go back to Kyungsoo and watch over him, as he'd always done. Damn that handsome model. He would probably only want to make Junmyeon jealous. But, it didn't make much sense if he did. Why would he want to affect Junmyeon like that if he'd only just met him? Junmyeon thought that he was just acting weird and decided to search up Jongin on a search engine. 

Junmyeon read: 

"Kim Jongin confirmed relationship with famous model, Oh Sehun! Congratulations!"

What the hell? He has a boyfriend? Then.. He was just feeling all weird for no reason! 

"Shit!" Junmyeon cussed out loud, leaving Jongdae by surprise as he stood still with a cup of latte in his hand. 

"You okay, dude?" He asked. 

"Don't call me dude, Jongdae-"

"Whatever. Here's your latte."

"Thank you" Junmyeon looked up, seeing Jongdae stare at him with a whiny look.

"I better get a tip for dealing with you, you Americano-loving person." 

Junmyeon gave out a light chuckle "Of course. Tell your manager to serve Americanos from now on!" 

Jongdae nodded and walked away, yelling once again. "Minseok Hyung!!! We need Americanos!!!" 

A/N: Sorry for this really sloppy, crack-ish chapter! Thank you so much for 200 reads! I never thought that I would be up on a milestone like this. I promise, there will be better chapters than this from now on.