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A cold shiver ran down Namjoon's spine as he opened the door to his apartment, letting the cold winter air in. His converse lightly tapping and smashing the small bits of snow along his way. A determined look on his face as he made his way to the little cafe down the street. Snow falling in his hair.
A smile ran past Namjoon's dimpled cheeks as he hastily walked towards the cafe. The small building always made a warm feeling spread through Namjoon's heart. With its bricked walls and fireplace, it created a homey feeling. He clutched the end of his pastel purple sweater. the color contrasting with his grape colored locks perfectly. The rips in his jeans making his knees cold. He wondered why he wore ripped jeans in 30 degree weather. For the sake of fashion we could assume. His converse padded against the ground as he opened the door to the little cafe. He inhaled the scent of the place as his eyes landed upon a certain silver haired boy.
An even bigger dimpled smile ran across his face as he hastily walked to sit next to his best friend of 5 years. Namjoon's and Yoongi's past wasn't all too interesting. Namjoon had only met Yoongi when Jimin a close friend of Namjoon's dared Namjoon to play seven minutes in heaven with the then mint haired boy. the two didn't make out with each other, instead they philosophized about random things. The two realized they had a lot in common. Both wanting to study music, they had hit it off. Quickly they had became friends and Namjoon started to love all the little things about the other. Like when he would talk with a slight pout and his cheeks would look so fluffy, or when he would do a little dance when he would get excited. Namjoon fell for it all.
Namjoon was sat at the seat right across from Yoongi. "Hello Yoongi Hyung!" Namjoon said with an excited voice. Imeediatly after hearing that a gummy smile made its way on Yoongi's face. His silver hair falling away from his eyes as he looked at Namjoon. The purple haired boy thought it was breathtaking every time he smiled. And a sigh ran his lips. Being next to yoongi made him forget all his problems. The stress of college had made him need his stress realiever. Which came in the form of a short sassy human. Yoongi's words always calmed Namjoon. not matter what he said his cool serene voice made him happy. Yoongi could say the same for Namjoon (He loved Namjoon's voice more than the moon and the stars but the mentioned didn't know that).
The two talked about various topics like new music,college, memes and nothing and everything.The aura of the place making him feel relaxed. He oh so softly rested his hands on Yoongi's shoulder and intertwined their hands. The two were known to be quite affectionate. Making people constantly question their relationship. With his free hand, Namjoon took a sip of his coffee. His mind easing into peace. But all peace couldn't last forever, and soon enough his thoughts ran to the what ifs. What if he just kissed Yoongi's plump lips right now. What if he would have confessed a year ago. What if he had never met Yoongi at all. Namjoon's thoughts rambled as he continued to stare at Yoongi's lips.
He didn't like to think of a world without him. A world without him seemed bland. He often thought of how lost he would be without the other. Should he be so reliant on another person? Well I guess that's love. He gave Yoongi everything he had to offer.
They could tell each other their thoughts without being judged. Have a peak into the other mind and feel content. They knew each other best and were attached at the hip.
Namjoon was brought out of his mind when Yoongi asked him a question.
