/Taehyung POV/
"Taehyungie! Truth or dare?" Jimin turned to face me. I shrugged in response, because this game was probably more boring than a highschool Uno party.
"Dare, I guess." Jimin's eyes lit up excitedly and I could almost hear the wheels turn in his brain.
"Ahha!" He exclaimed loudly after a few minutes of thinking. "I dare you to go to Bangtan Cafe and order from Jeon Jungkook a 'relaxing cup of cafè con leche'." I immediately gasped at his suggestion because there's no freaking way in hell that I'd dare to even glance at the Jeon Jungkook, let alone make a complete fool of myself in front of him willingly.
Why?
Because that guy has been my crush ever since high school's first year. And let me tell you that we are in college now. It should be logical to think that we're in good terms, but we've never really talked because well... I'm too shy in his presence and always chickened out. That is, until in our senior year in highschool when we were both pretty tipsy at a party and made out and then fell asleep together which got us into a tiny misunderstanding in the morning and it didn't really help our relationship.
"Are you nuts Jiminie? Let's be honest, he can't even be in his presence without stuttering" Yoongi butted in.
"Yoongs has a point ChimChim" said Hoseok, the last person in the room. "It makes the game boring if we already know that he won't do it."
"Why excuse me, but this game is already boring." I was quiet offended at that point. "And what makes you think that I won't do it? I didn't say anything yet."
"So you are doing it?" Asked the short devil I call my best friend while teasingly wiggling his eyebrows.
"Not like I have a choice" I mumbled and then sighed. "Fine, I'll do it."
"For real?" Hoseok asked with a stupid grin on his face and even Yoongi looked slightly impressed after my statement.
"Alright then, get ready!" Jimin excitedly grabbed his coat and after all of us were dressed warmly, we got going.
The cafe was only 10 minutes away by walk and we soon found ourselves in front of a small, modern looking building with a blue neon sign that said 'Bangtan Cafe'. I instantly became nervous as hell and regretted my decision.
"We're here, so I guess you should go in. We'll just watch you from here" Jimin pushed me towards the door.
"What? Why won't you come in with me?"
"Yoongi would be too lazy, Hoseok wouldn't be able to take it seriously which would let us get caught and I simply don't want to seem like a fool" he giggled evilly and I gasped in disbelief.
"You are the devil, Park Jimin." And then I was pushed inside.
The bell made a little ringing noise when the door was opened and it caught all the workers' attention as there wasn't too much customer that late in the night. When I looked at the counter, I realised that this was really not my lucky day. Jungkook was standing there polishing a cup mindlessly, seeming pretty tired. The black apron fit his body nicely and the white shirt with rolled up sleeves let everyone see his defined muscles. His black hair was slightly parted in the middle, looking silky as ever. He looked so damn fine that I forgot my dare for a moment, but then a buzz came from my pocket indicating that I got a new message.
Evil mochi:
Stop staring and get to action!I simply rolled my eyes at this and braced myself for what's coming next.
When I finally reached Jungkook's peripheral vision, he looks up at me, black doe eyes meeting my caramel coloured ones.
"Hello and good evening. How can I help you?" He asked when I reached him.
I sighed nervously.
'You can do it, Tae. It's not that big of a deal. He's just a stupid guy that you happened to fall for six years ago.'
I tried to encourage myself.
'Plus, if you back up now, you'll hear it from the mochi for the rest out your life.'
So I took a deep breath and got to the point.
"I'd like to get a relaxing cup of cafè con leche." I finally said.
The look on Jungkook's face was priceless. His tired eyes widened in slight shock and his lips parted from being (Jung)shook. He blinked once, twice and then shook his head.
"I-I'm sorry but I'm afraid we don't– don't serve such type of coffee."
"What a shame" I sighed in fake disappointment. "It's really good, you should consider trying it out."
"Well, is there anything else that you'd like to get?" He looked at me uncertainly.
"Hmm, let's see. Black tea with lots of sugar, please" I decided to forget about the others and order something nice to calm my nerves, because hell, was I a wreck. I tried to act as tough it didn't affect me, but every time Jungkook looked at me, the butterflies went wild in my tummy and my heartbeat increased.
"Okay, it's done" Jungkook put a paper cup in front it me. "Now, mind if I ask what was the reason that made you come here and try and prank me in my half asleep state?" He looked at me, now all tiredness leaving his doe eyes.
"M-my friends– We w-were playing truth or dare and so– Yeah" I struggled to form a complete sentence, but failed miserably after the cheeky grin he sent my way.
"I see. Well, it'll be 6.9 W" he winked at me. I quickly paid for it and turned around to leave. "Oh, and Taehyung" I turned back to face him. "I'd love to finally get to know you, after all these years. Give me a call if you wanna meet up" he smirked at me and then went back to work.
I left the cafe, still a bit dazed just to hear the squealing of Jimin.
"Oh my gosh Taehyungie! Who'd have thought that he'd flirt with you even after you played a complete fool? You must feel thankful for the rest of your life." While he continued to praise himself, Yoongi eyed my cup with a grin.
"I see you got his number, eh?" I glance at my drink and almost dropped it due the shock I felt. There, written with a messy handwriting was a message from the one and only Jeon Jungkook.
'Hit me up if you wanna go out and maybe grab a relaxing cup of cafè con leche. –JK'
Under that was his phone number.
"You know what, Jimin? For once, I am thankful for your stupid dare."
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