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Light steps were taken after he shut the door closed behind him, walking along the endless hallway. His mind was still out of place, he didn't know what to do, still. He missed his mother and father, he knew. Yet, he didn't want to give them a call.
As if he could already see the end. It is going to be useless.
Long sigh he heaved as he glanced up, the lift door closed in front of him and he could feel it moving down. Empty mind, empty heart, he took a step out of the lift.
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"Give me. . . .uhh, iced americano, regular. Wait! No, I think I want uh. . .," Taehyung stuttered as his eyes glued to the menu board in front of him. He can't get his mind straight, he wanted an iced americano but he never tried their green tea latte, yet, hazelnut cappuccino would be great too. He had been changing his order for at least three times now.
"Sir, there are four people waiting behind you. If you could—,"
"I'd take iced green tea latte please. Medium size. Thank you. H. . .how much is it?" he chipped in before the barista could even finish her words.
"5000 won," she smiled, Taehyung handed her a 10000 won note as he was anxious about people waiting behind him and the barista looking at him. "Here's your change, sir. Can I have your name please?" she gave out the change, before grabbing a medium sized cup and a marker on her right hand.
"Thank you. Uh, name? What for?" Taehyung asked, confused and nervous still. "Your dr—,"
"Ahh! Sorry. My name is Tae. . .um TaeKim. My name is TaeKim," he grinned, scratching his non-itchy head due to nervousness.
"Alright, Mr.Taekim. Have a seat, and we'll call your name once your drink is ready to be served," she gave him a sweet smile. Taehyung nodded and took a seat next to the window.
His eyes locked out of the window, watching everyone's moves across the street and people walking passing by the cafe. Truly, he was looking outside because he didn't want anyone to look at him, more like he didn't want to look at anyone. Ordering a drink was already too much for him.
A sound of a bell could be heard around the cafe, as a sign that someone had walked into the cafe. He ignored it, as he continued daydreaming about absolute nothing.
"Where's my phone?" he asked himself. Taehyung almost forgot about the number one medicine that could help him from his anxiety. His phone, and his tumblr account.
Fingers sliding here and there as he typed in his email and password. taekim has logged in! It popped up on the screen, making him smile as he got to dive into his own world.
"Mr.Taekim, your iced green tea latte is ready," the barista shouted his name from the counter, yet, Taehyung didn't even flinch.
"Mr.Taekim," he shouted again, this time Taehyung caught the sound well and stood up immediately and walked towards the counter. Why is everything not going well today! He groaned to himself.
He grabbed his drink, eyes twitching as he looked into the barista's eyes. He's smiling. Suddenly a rush of thoughts coming to his head, running around not helping him to stay calm at all. Should I smile? Should I just walk out of here? Is a smile back really necessary? What if he turned around as I smile?
Fuck it. A slow smile was painted across his perfectly shaped face, leaving a broadened smile on the barista's face. He smiled back! That's an achievement!
Like sonic, he took fast steps towards the main door and walked out of the cafe immediately. He didn't want to face anyone anymore in the cafe, it was too tensed. He might have need to think at least a hundred times whether to go to the cafe again or just stay at home drinking tap water.
"Yaaaa, Kim Taehyung! You did well today!" he said to himself with a wide smile on his face. A splash of happiness was the only thing he was feeling, he felt. . .safer.
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Namjoon was standing in a line of three people, he was the third person in line. He was thinking of what he should order, what drink that could help him calm his mind or nerves. He knew caffeine, is not a very good thing to calm one's nerves down. Some said if one took too much caffeine, one could die. Sounds good.
A guy in washed grey and white flannel, black jeans and a perfectly coloured hazel hair walked up to the counter to grab his drink before leaving with a smile. Namjoon's gazed moved from the guy and back to the table he was sitting on.
His eyes locked to something black on the table. Is that a. . .wallet? Namjoon walked out of the line, making the person behind him walked to the front taking his position while Namjoon made his way to the table.
He grabbed the wallet and rushed out of the cafe, when he noticed the guy was no longer around.
"Excuse me!" Namjoon shouted, he could clearly see the guy he saw earlier a few steps ahead of him. "Excuse me, sir!" he shouted again. He finally turned around, and looked at Namjoon who was running towards him.
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"Excuse me, sir!" the same voice called him twice. Is he really calling me or is it someone else? Should I turn around for a confirmation?
Taehyung turned his head slowly to look at the owner of the voice who had been calling him just now. What he saw was a tall guy, a few inches taller than him in a navy green tee with something written on it that he couldn't see since it was as tiny as ants, he had monolids and a round face, running towards him.
Taehyung's anxiety which had left him a few minutes ago, came through him again washing all the happiness he was feeling. "Why is he coming to me? No way," he whispered down his breath.
"Sir, I think you might've left your wallet on the table in the cafe," the tall guy reached his hand out to Taehyung with black wallet in his hand.
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undeathful today i helped someone. i guess life is still worth living. i guess.
