When average-lifed Jimin shows up at a coffee shop after a long day, he runs into a charismatic barista that catches his attention. Will all be well and healthy, or will the trolley fall off the track?
Jimin had awoken first. When he saw that Yoongi was still asleep, he couldn't help but smile. His hyung was very gorgeous when he was slumbering. The younger gazed at him for a while before leaning in for a good morning kiss.
Yoongi's eyes fluttered open to see Jimin's flustered and dangerously close face. He smiled and pecked his lover on the nose.
"Did you sleep well?" He asked, admiring the slightly glassy look in Jimin's eyes.
The smaller male only nodded, afraid to expose his morning breath. Yoongi was puzzled as to why he wasn't sharing his angelic voice.
"Hey, cat got your tongue? Why don't you say something?" The elder asked.
"I-i'm afraid..my breath s-stinks...," Jimin mumbled.(Honestly, me when I'm not being a hermit.)
Yoongi chuckled lightly. It was deep, but not as booming as thunder. It was more of a kitten-like purr. Jimin angrily puffed his cheeks out.
"Hyung, it isn't funny!" The smaller male said, slightly irate.
"I know. But it was too charming, I couldn't resist," Yoongi said when he calmed down. The elder pulled his lover closer and kissed his puffed cheek. He had been wanting to do that since yesterday and it felt good to get it out.
Jimin buried his face inside Yoongi's chest. The smell of cinnamon instantly engulfed him like fog over a city. He moved his head back and forth a bit and closed his eyes. The warmth from his lover's arms was enough to keep him on the couch for a while. The silence wasn't broken until Yoongi spoke up.
"Hey, do you want something to eat?" He asked, figuring Jimin was hungry too.
"Yeah. What are we going to have?" Jimin asked, not lifting his head from the comfortable position.
"Waffles with blueberry compote and lemon ricotta cream."
Jimin's eyes widened. He had never had food with such a long name.
"S-sounds...fancy," He replied, feeling slightly intimidated. By food.(Don't worry hun, I know how you feel.)
"It's not, actually. I'll have it cooked for you in a few moments," Yoongi said, getting up. Jimin felt a cold breeze take place of where Yoongi sat. He covered himself up with a blanket and waited for breakfast to be done with.
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When Yoongi finished breakfast, he strolled over to the couch where Jimin had dozed off. Soft little noises slipped past his lips as he shifted his position. As much as Yoongi hated to disturb Jimin's slumber, he still wanted his little cutie to eat something.
Jimin awoke when he felt something graze his shoulder. He looked up and saw Yoongi gazing from above. The scent of lemon, blueberry, and fresh dough hit his nose like a bullet train. The younger got up and walked silently to Yoongi's side. The elder held his hand and gave a soft gummy smile.
The couple made it to the dining room where a table was set up casually. There were two dishes and glasses of orange juice with citrus slices on the rim. The smaller male brightened when he saw it. Yoongi was guessing that all those years cooped up with that ugly woman deprived him of being pampered. He deserved to live like royalty, not some flattened frog on the side of a sweltering pavement of asphalt.
Jimin sat down at the table with Yoongi and took a sip of orange juice. Meanwhile, the older male was cutting off a piece of waffle for his lover. He held it up to the other's mouth. Jimin noticed this and took the slice off the fork with his mouth.
Yoongi watched his lover chew the food. He looked like a small hamster nibbling on a small piece of bread. It was so cute and he was so tempted to just pinch those adorably chubby cheeks.
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Damn it. Yoongi got up and went to the restroom. He needed relief.
