hot chocolate

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'you know him?' taehyung asked, the way he said it felt like he was disgusted, it felt bitter. 'yes' i said, giving him a glare 'and is there a problem with it?' his eyes widened in surprise, he looked uncomfortable. for a pretty boy, he was sure as hell cocky and full of himself. he shook his head, indicating that there is nothing wrong with that.

'i am going to go after him' i said, standing up and grabbing my coat. 'what?!' he yelled but lowered his voice once he saw that people were looking at him. 'look, sun, we haven't seen each other for so long and you're just going to ditch me for some random, mint haired boy?' i laughed bitterly at him. 'well, what do you think?' and i just walked away, exiting the café.

the air outside was cold, i pulled my scarf up to my nose, trying to warm myself at least for one second. i was still mad from the situation at the café, the way taehyung acted. i really liked taehyung, but there were moments where he acted like a big jerk and it made me just disgusted.

i walked around some kind of park, which was pretty deserted due to the fact that it was almost january and snowy. i really wanted to find you, to apologize to you for 'ditching' you even though you probably wouldn't want to see me.

as i was giving up on my search for you; i noticed your mint mop of hair. i let out a breath of accomplishment, feeling happy that i found you. i walked closer to you, you were sitting all alone on a lonely bench under a large tree, that only had one leaf left on it, that the wind threathened to blow away but it just held on the branch for its dear life.

you probably felt my presence, so like out of instinct you asked me 'why are you here?' it wouldn't have hurt me if you said somewhat calmly, but the words rolled out of your tongue like pure bitternes. i sat next to you, not saying anything. 'go hang out with pretty boy, at least he is a better company in the warm café then i am in this cold weather' i felt the pain in your words and i just sighed. 'i'm sorry yoongi.' i said, it almost sounded like a whisper.

it really seemed like a stupid thing for you to be mad about, there was no reason. i didn't even fully agree to be your companion at all. and now the selfish side of me was talking. but at the same time i felt bad for you. you left a good impression on me.

you huffed and stood up from the cold bench. you started walking away slowly and i just stared at you confused not knowing what just happened.

i ran up to your small self and started walking silently with you next to me. we just shared the silence that has the both of us wrapped around its finger.

'where are you going?' i asked you, expecting for you to snap at me but instead, you said nothing. again, silence. for some random reason, the silence didn't feel awkward and weird; it felt comfortable and i did not want to ruin it.

'i'm not mad' you suddenly said after so long. i glanced up at him, while you just walked slowly looking straight ahead. 'there is no reason for you to be mad at all' i did mock you for your stupid actions, i wanted you to realize that you aren't the only person i can talk to, after all we met just a few days ago. i heard you huff, but i ignored it. i didn't want to start any drama over nothing.

we walked again in silence, the road felt longer than usual. at a few moments i thought that there is no end and that we keep going in circles until we reached the town. oh how i adored the smell of the pastries and coffee in this town, more than anything.

i stopped, but you didn't. 'yoongi' i called you, you stopped in your tracks, not turning around. 'what?' i heard you speak up. i smiled before saying anything, a wonderful idea coming to my mind, 'do you want to go get hot chocolate with me' and i swear it's like i heard him smile, your large hands signaling me to come with you. i ran up to you like a small child full of excitement. i saw you shake his head, continuing our way to the small café.