Jungkook
Jungkook stared at the blank notification screen once more before clicking his phone off. The black screen flooded his vision sending his mind spiraling into an abyss of confusion and he flicked his eyes up suddenly, studying the bustling coffee shop. He spun in a circle slightly, studying the many familiar customers who seemed to watch his puzzled form that was performing a sort of ballet while searching for something. Anything. His eyes finally rested on a masked figure. Pale fingers slid up to remove the black mouth cover and Jungkook gasped at the face it revealed.
Min Yoongi.
The figure sauntered over to him smoothly, a smug grin sliding onto his soft mouth. Jungkook stood frozen, his brain unable to register as his idol stood before him once more. Although he didn't cry this time. He couldn't. His nerves hadn't even begun to set in as the shock rendered him still. It took a few moments before Jungkook realized Yoongi was speaking.
"So, do you wanna join a poet and his friend's?"
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FanfictionHis mouth flew without his brain's revision and he would have laughed at the words that he spat out had they not been perfect. He would have cringed, thrown up, and cried at the words that burst from his lips had they not made Min Yoongi smile. "So...
