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scenario: jimin & seulgi

- caramel macchiato and mocha frap!

- thank you

jimin takes the drinks and returns to his table where a certain woman is currently twirling her hair, nervously waiting for him. today is the day he has a date with seulgi, finally. it was supposed to be in starbucks at first, but regarding her artistic lifestyle through sns, the man tried his best to find the most aesthetic location for his partner. 

luckily, it happens to be her favorite place.

here they are in a tiny coffee shop that hides itself in a corner of cheongdam-dong. it is cozy interiorly, despite the drizzle outside fighting against window glasses. with its main theme covered in beige, this cafe brings out a rare moment of relaxation to customers. 

she is in her maroon dress, he wears his navy polo. she is everyone's favorite artist, he is widely known for myriad journalistic masterpieces. but in this crammed room, they are nobody. in this private world where only their existence matters, popularity is forgotten. new entrance causes door swing open, welcoming a blast of cold wind, but cheery conversations effortlessly swipe off the breeze.

- sorry, i wasn't aware of the rain...

- no that's fine. honestly, i like it like this. staying inside, shielding myself from those jewel-like drops  that cling on the roof.

whenever she says such things, her dreamy eyes switch their attention to the exterior, giving him an opportunity to enjoy her side profile. breathtaking, he admits. a single glimpse of her drives his nerves crazy, the charm she possesses is unmatchable. everything about this woman is desirable, different angles has its own aura, appealing yet assertive. 

- beautiful

- pardon?

- i-i mean the music they're playing! it's beautiful

- agree, i really love jazz too

jimin doesn't care about the song, actually. to him, the sound of background jazz is no longer dominant, as it reluctantly becomes the instrument for a piece of music sung by her sugary voice.

- i heard about your upcoming exhibition, that's amazing!

- it's nothing much, hehe

- any spot left? i want to go as well

- you do? i'm honored. tickets are already sold out, but you're always welcomed as my special acquaintance

- perfect, i'm a big fan

- for you to know, i've been reading your books for years

- no way.

- yes way. i love how the lines are carved, it gets me everytime

- mine are just writing papers tho, it's nothing compared to your works

she smiles over his self-underestimation. people may think it's merely modesty, but for them, it's pessimism. those who work in similar fields, tend to be strict towards themselves, and as hard as they try, satisfaction remains unfound. even how many outstanding achievements are made, something is still missing. 

she places her hand over his, through which sympathy is imparted. he looks at the woman opposite him, dazed. her touch makes his chest feel red, and his mind go on a long walk. as the surroundings slightly blur, she's now his point of focus.

- we're both artists, you and me. you draw words, and they are captivating. our ambition will never be enough, but accomplishment is not deficient either. don't waste time looking down on yourself, there are people out there who already do it for you, what's necessary is to stand against the despite.

the authority this woman holds is, indeed, inexplicable, as every phrase of hers got him reborn. 

- thank you, i really appreciate that

- no problem. but i don't see your release these days, what happened?

- it's just...running out of ideas. that's why...i have something to say today

- tell me.

jimin takes his deepest breath,

- will you, be my muse?

she freezes at her spot, heart beats faster than usain bolt. every sound gets quieter, except for the one he makes. her brain carefully captures the sentence in a permanent term, so she can flip though it anytime. 

- i mean, may i ask you out more frequently, for motivation?

- are you sure i will invigorate?

- you're the one, that's undeniable

- oh

she giggles,

- what do you say, then?

- with pleasure, jimin-ssi.

 

the sidewalk starts to bustle, as the city has put in new flashes of sunny yellows and hot pinks that signal a call of spring. even with gypsy jazz playing a little too loud in the back, he and she have soon been lost in vintage scenarios. 

time keeps flowing away, yet moment does not intend to stop.

too bad taehyung ah, jimin obviously gives no shit on asking for joohyun's number anymore.