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∆ jeonghan°

Jeonghan would be lying if he said he didn’t feel like an idol or superstar when he was strutting into the mall where the cafe was located.

The mall was filled with luxury brands, like Gucci. People who lingered around about the stores were rich, as the mall was built close to many private neighborhoods. Wonwoo and Jeonghan got many stares, which seemed to make Jeonghan more uneasy with every step he took.

“So, you’re sure you know where the café is? This mall is huge!” Jeonghan exclaimed as he looked around in a sort of childish astonishment.

Wonwoo chuckled. “Mhm, it’s on the third floor.”

“Third?! As in there are three floors of this mall going up?” Jeonghan gasped. Jeonghan looked up with widened eyes as he saw all the floors of the mall, his mouth agape.

“Yeah, there’s an floor under the main one too.” Wonwoo replied. Jeonghan was even more surprised, it was on his face.

While the two friends tried to find the escalator, Jeonghan couldn’t help but think everything in the mall was so unsuited for him. When the blonde man was looking around for the machine that would take the two up to the second floor, he noticed how everyone acted and looked. Everything about the people around him oozed poise.

“Hey Jeonghan, are you okay?” Wonwoo’s eyebrows furrowed in worry for his friend.

Jeonghan blinked, “Yeah. Everyone just seems so rich I feel so out of place.”

The taller man nodded in understanding. “Yeah same, but let’s not think of that. Instead we should enjoy the time we have at the café!”

“You’re right.” Jeonghan smiled. “I’ll try not to think of it.”

A few minutes later Jeonghan and Wonwoo had made it to the second floor. The floors were made of marble, which added to the luxurious vibe of the mall. On various occasions the swirled pattern on the shiny white rock would distract Jeonghan. He was just a person that naturally looked down, out of instinct.

“Here we are!” Wonwoo clapped excitedly. “It looks less fancier than I expected.”

Jeonghan laughed. “I like it. It’s cute and simple, but still holds the elegance the other stores have.”

“Since when did you get fancy with words?” Wonwoo said, walking into the store.

Jeonghan shrugged. “I dunno. I feel like if I don’t sound smart people will judge me here.”

“Pfft, okay.”

A lady with long black hair tied in a slick ponytail greeted the two men.“Hello sirs! Do you have a reservation?”

Wonwoo nodded. “Under the name Yoon Jeonghan, with the order of Milk Tea, and Jeon Wonwoo, with the order of Jasmine Tea,” Wonwoo smiled at the lady. She was in trance for a few seconds before smiling back nervously.

“Y-yes, I see..”

The lady took a few moments to presumably scroll through the list of names for reservations that day.

While the lady was scrolling through the list, Jeonghan took a moment to glance around the café. A comically short male with black hair was sitting with some other male. Looking over to another table, Jeonghan saw a smiley man with brown hair talking happily about something, with the person sitting directly across from him putting in his two cents occasionally.

“Alright, Milk Tea and Jasmine Tea will be out in a few moments. Please seat yourselves at any table, they’ll come over.”

∆ wonwoo°

Wonwoo didn’t know what to expect when his “order” came out, but it definitely wasn’t what was presented for him when Jasmine Tea came out.

His slender but towering figure sat himself down in front of Wonwoo. “Hi! You must be Wonwoo, nice to meet you.” The male smiled at Wonwoo brightly, his charisma radiating.

Wonwoo had a heart attack when he looked up. The male in front of him had tan skin and honey brown hair that framed his face perfectly. His eyes were a darker rich brown that seemed to hold the universe.

“It’s nice to meet you too.” Wonwoo smiled, nervously tucking his phone back into his pocket.

“So, Wonwoo, do you have any interests? Hobbies?” The man asked as he gave Wonwoo the tea. Wonwoo’s heart leaped as he heard the man say his name, why was he feeling this way?

“Yeah, you—” Wonwoo blurted out, freezing mid-sentence. His face was flushed with embarrassment. Did he really just say that?

The man chuckled. “You're a cute one, dear, ” He pinched Wonwoo's right cheek, the other blushing madly as he tried to avert eye-contact.

Wonwoo's heart was racing as the male ruffled his hair, and calling him ‘dear’ almost made him faint. This was so weird! “Wh-what's your name? If I can ask…” He asked quietly and shyly looked up to the other's eyes, lost in the dark and alluring color.

“Mingyu, Kim Mingyu,” The male smiled. They weren't supposed to share their real names but Mingyu wasn’t the one to follow rules. And why should he? The person in front of him was adorable, might as well ask them out right there.

“Ah, nice name!” Wonwoo smiled lightly at him as he took a sip from the dainty teacup, delicate and made out of china.

“Thank you, darling. Oh—!” Mingyu gasped as he saw the tea spill from Wonwoo's cup, catching it before it fell.
“Oh dear, I'm so sorry! Let me fix that, come on,”. Mingyu took Wonwoo's hand as the other employees cleaned the spill, but of course looking at the handsome men before wiping it up.

Wonwoo’s ears were red, his face, and his lips were swollen from biting them too much. Mingyu took him to the bathroom, getting a clean towel and patted Wonwoo off, his lips dangerously close to the silk of Wonwoo’s blouse. And silk was not strong, it was delicate and soft, almost non-existent!

“I'm so sorry for hitting your cup, it was a mistake. I get a bit clumsy time to time, ” Mingyu admitted with a nervous chuckle.

“It's okay reall—” Wonwoo gasped as he felt a cold pair of lips touch the exposed skin of his collarbone, shivers going through his spine.

“I'll make it up to you later at night, here's my phone number, sweetheart, ” Mingyu smirked as he handed the other a piece of paper with a scribbled phone number on, it written in pen.

Mingyu pecked him on the nose and left, giggling. Oh, Wonwoo was a cute one. He just wanted to hug him tight while watching a movie. But he had other plans. Mingyu fell for people quickly, and Wonwoo did too. It was like destiny, two desperate people falling into each other's touch. . .

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