NANA

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~In which Nana owns a coffee shop~

The coffeeshop had always been family-owned. It started off with Nana's great-grandfather, who passed it down to her grandfather, who passed it to her mother. And finally, it was given to Nana. As a little girl, Nana had spent most of her time in the small space, breathing in the smell of fresh coffee brewing and pastries being taken out of the oven. She helped around where she could, but there wasn't much she could do until she got older. 

As a teenager, she worked there part-time, basically doing any job she could, whether it be cashier, server, cleaner, or baker. As such, regular customers became used to her, and grew to like her and treat her as if she was their own family. They'd talk to her, ask how she was doing and how school was going and the like, and invite her to sit with them and chat for a bit. She became comfortable talking to others and drifted from table to table like a social butterfly.

Eventually, after finishing all of her schooling, she took over ownership of her beloved Coffee Machine, which leads us to where we are today. Her and seven new customers. 

She was only familiar with two: the short one, Yoongi, and the tall one, Namjoon. They had frequented her shop lately and she had made small conversation with both of them. She had never seen them together, though, but that didn't really concern her. The more business, the better. And this group of seven meant more business. 

"Hi, again!" She greeted as they all moved towards her to order. The three in the back were looking around, marveling at the cozy nature and the elegant design of her place. 

"Hi, Nana, it's nice to see you again. What've you been up to?" Namjoon queried politely. 

"Oh, same old same old. I'm sure you lead a much more exciting life than I do." 

"Not true," Yoongi butted in. "He's the most boring person on the planet."

The boring person in question scoffed, "that's rich coming from you."

Nana laughed at their interaction. "What can I get you boys? The usual?" She had the amazing habit of remembering customer's orders perfectly. It didn't matter how many of them she had or if they were regulars or not. This was her superpower. 

"Of course," Namjoon replied. He turned to face his group, "no one makes coffee better than Nana here. Or bakes half as good."

"You're making me blush, Joon."

He shrugged, "it's true. Yoongi can confirm." Yoongi nodded his head knowingly. 

The other five rattled off their orders and they paid before going to sit over in the corner in a booth covered in pastel pillows and cushions. Jimin grabbed onto one and hugged it. Soon, Nana left her station at the front, leaving it to one of her employees, bringing out some pastries. She arranged a platter nicely of a few of the baked goods she had in her glass case and set it down in front of them.

"It's on the house, just promise you'll come back for more," she winked and walked away to prepare their drinks. 

"I swear, she's the kindest person I've ever met," Namjoon remarked, grabbing a piece of blueberry muffin. When he put it in his mouth, he almost melted at the taste. "I think I'm going to live here."

Jin, who had an appreciation for anything edible, reacted similarly. He could've (and would've, had Hoseok not stopped him) screamed at how good her food was. 

The group enjoyed themselves and caught up with each other. Surprisingly, though they saw each other often, they hardly grew bored or tired of each other's company.