𝙈𝙞 𝘾𝙖𝙨𝙖 | Taejin

two

"Get the fuck up and clean after yourselves!"

Seokjin sternly demanded, resting his hands on his waist, as he watched the four intoxicated males slump on the mauve plush carpet.

Several groans emitted from the males, but they complied and sluggishly got up to do as apparently told.

Hoseok gathered the serving platters and dishes, placing them on top of the grey marble kitchen counter. He giggled as he watched Yoongi's face scrunch up in disgust as he stumbled back into the lounge with bottles of detergent. The pungent smell made him nauseous.

Picking up empty glass bottles of tequila which reeked of smoked oak and coconut that were scattered all around, Jimin tilted his head to the side to glance at Seokjin.

"Jin hyung, did you see my friend, Taehyung go back home? He was wearing all black."

"He did."

A loud laugh emitted from Namjoon's lips and resonated within the ivory walls of the lounge. "Jimin, you won't believe what I saw."

Seokjin's features flushed with a pale pink tinge as he glared at the younger male, "Namjoon, shut up or you're sleeping in the lawn."

"But I wanna know!" Jimin pouted, his onyx orbs sparkling with curiosity, and maybe even with slight hope that Namjoon couldn't quite decipher.

"No you don't. Now shut up and get back to cleaning." Seokjin scowled as the younger male huffed and nodded his head.

A few ticks later, the boys had finished. They had took out the debris and chucked it in the bin. The interior was now left stainless with a sweet fragrance of lavender and honey completely eliminating the reek of tequila and different cheap perfumes combined with one another.

The four boys collapsed onto the rouge sofa. Their bodies ached and heads throbbed with slight pain and fatigue due to sleeping on the carpeted floor the previous night but despite that, they had still managed to clean up.

Seokjin placed snacks and bottles of water and mango juice along with some painkillers on the coffee table and flopped down next to Yoongi with a grin on his face. He felt a sense of accomplishment.

***

As the next morning dawned, the sun appeared above the horizon and illuminated the once dull and sombre night sky of Seoul, seokjin scrambled out of bed and stumbled to the washroom.

Throwing his clothes on, he rushed through the corridor to the lounge.

"Goodmorning."

Namjoon greeted him as he took slow sips from the black coffee clasped in his hands. Returning the greeting, Seokjin made his way to the door, gripped the handle and pulling on it.

He strolled down the rough concrete pavement humming softly, dressed in a soft baby blue turtle neck and black jeans. He had a long sky blue coat wrapped around himself.

As he pushed through the glass doors of the café, the bells chimed. The barista behind the cream marble counter softly grinned and muttered a greeting.

The café had flowered rosy pink walls with pastel floral accessories hung up and booths on the left, with chairs neatly placed around wooden tables that had coral mats laid on top.

A sweet caramel and cinnamon scent of coffee and baked goods engulfed the café. It had a warm, cosy vibe that made Seokjin feel at home.

After placing his order and paying, he took a seat next to the window. Gazing out, he gently tapped his foot on the cream tiles, humming softly as he awaited his order.

A soft breeze ruffled the emerald leaves as he watched bustling passengers dart past the café. The unsettled weather seemed calm and delightful to him as he found solitude despite the constant chattering.

"Here's your coffee, sir."

His heart skipped a beat, two, as his head abruptly shot up at the familiar velvety voice that rang in his ears.

A gasp slipped past Seokjin's lips, "You work here?" he asked with wide eyes that slightly sparkled at the sight of the younger male.

Taehyung nodded as a smile graced his face. He gently placed the plastic cup and a freshly baked muffin along with a small piece of paper folded neatly on the table.

His eyes soften as he grinned back and muttered a "thank you" in the most gentle tone.

Glancing back at the wooden table, he gasped again, "wait! I didn't order this."

"It's on me." Taehyung said. He smiled a much more brighter, bigger smile that curved his eyes into slender crescents and lifted and stretched his lips to form a box shape.

Before Seokjin could complain, Taehyung was already dashing away. He went back and stood behind the counter with the other barista.

Seokjin couldn't hold back the smile that curved his lips. He shoved the folded paper into the pocket of his coat as he slowly munched and nibbled on the chocolate muffin.

It had been an incredible start to his day, and he needed that.

The rest of the day was uneventful for most of the part. The sky had turned into a navy blue, dark hues of indigo and faded denim tinted it with glimmering stars here and there and thick inky clouds.

Seokjin returned home after work, slipping his shoes off and putting them on the wooden rack besides the door. He flopped down on the sofa, closing his eyes and letting it swallow him whole.

The house was completely silent other then the roaring sound of the whizzing cars that drove by and the loud chitter chatter from his neighbour's house.

Namjoon was out for work and wouldn't return until late. He worked a night shift at a convenience store about two streets away.

His muscles felt sore and his body screamed pure exhaustion as Seokjin slowly got up and headed to his room. He was tired and on the verge of falling asleep, completely contrasting to his state earlier in the morning.

As he took off his sky blue coat, a small neatly folded piece of paper fell out from his pocket. Picking it up, he vaguely remembered that it had been given to him by the ebony haired barista.

As he unfolded it, his lips curled up into a smile.

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