kyungjagi (ao3)
When Jongin forgets to make time for Kyungsoo, he learns to remember the hard way.
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Kyungsoo dreamt of flashing lights and small whizzing gears. Black and white patterns and shiny studs. Kyungsoo dreamt of a man's face, the man was scared, the man was holding onto his hand.
He couldn't make out the face of the man because somewhere on the back of his conscious mind he knew that he was only dreaming. Everything was far from clear and vivid and he could only make out small sounds and gentle lights.
"Kyungsoo, I--"
"What?" He asked the frightened man yet it seemed that the man couldn't finish his sentence because everything froze, he heard screeching, angry car horns and his dream suddenly turned to white.
"Kyungsoo!"
The small man sat straight up and looked around. His wide eyes observing his environment and looking at the familiar sight of his apartment. He checked his clock on the bedside table and it read a bright 3:52 am in the darkness.
He sighed and went back to sleep, wishing that he could sleep right away and enjoy his remaining two hours of sleep before he went to work.
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The smell of freshly baked pastries engulfed him as he took the last batch of mini croissants out of the oven and placed them on a rack to cool down. Coffee was brewing to his right and he smiled when he felt the anticipation of his regular customers getting to taste the new kind of coffee he brewed today. He just got the coffee beans he had shipped from Paris waiting at his mailbox and hurried to his little bake shop to grind them and brew.
D&K's Bakeshop was his everything. He loved every bit of his shop, to the intricate paintings on the wall that looked like someone hand painted them, to the quaint chairs that looked like it was remodeled exactly to his liking, and to the windows that looked like he was looking straight outside to Paris.
He enjoyed every minute he worked in his little café and would not trade his job for anything else, he was sure. He also was against the idea of working with someone else and preferred to handle his business alone.
The gentle ring of the bell on the front door indicated that someone has come in and he smiled because he knew customers were now coming in and that he, once again, was right on time.
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"Excuse me! Is anyone there?"
Kyungsoo hurried from his shop's kitchen to tend to the customer.
"I'm so sorry. I was just putting in a new batch of Tuna turnovers in the oven and completely forgot I handled the register too. Silly me!" Kyungsoo giggled and finally looked up to the man that called his attention. He was too busy wiping his hands on the apron around his waist to notice the man in front of him and he wanted to gape right as his eyes met with someone beautiful yet strikingly familiar.
"Oh no, its okay. I apologize for rushing you." The tall, handsome man offered a small smile at Kyungsoo.
"Oh not at all! Customers come first, you know. So what will it be?" He smiled brightly smiled at the customer and waited for his order.
"I'd like a brewed coffee, please. I'll have it for to go." The man reached for his wallet and handed the bill with long sleeves adorning his arms to Kyungsoo.
Kyungsoo was disappointed that this man was taking his coffee outside and not inside where he could have sat on his shop's chairs. He pushed his thoughts away and accepted the man's money and handed him his change. He began to pour coffee into the to-go cup and strongly wished he was pouring it into one of his ceramic mugs instead.
