Nightmare || K.TH + K.SJ

⤗ Coffee Shop ⬼

It's the next day, Seokjin and Hannah are in line at a local coffee shop, Hannah craddled in Seokjin's arms. They are waiting for their order and when it finally comes, Seokjin turns and is met by a pretty face.

"Hello." The stranger greets politely, flashing somewhat of a shy smile in Seokjin's direction.

"Hi." Seokjin smiles back, shifting Hannah in his arms.

The stranger stutters out his name. Namjoon. Seokjin represses a small giggle at the shyness of the person in front of him, getting a compliment when he says his own name.

"I'm sorry," Namjoon breathes shakily. "I couldn't help but notice you, and I was hoping that I'm not going to sound so creepy, but, if you don't mind of course... and only if you agree... that maybe we go out for coffee or maybe dinner sometimes? Or you could just give me your number?"

Seokjin is slightly- though he doesn't show it- taken aback by the stranger's  straightforwardness. He blinks a few times and senses Namjoon's fear, a warm smile gracing his features.

Hannah is scowling.

She does not like this man one bit. He is too close to Seokjin much to her and -quite frankly- Taehyung's dismay.

She grumbles under her breath and just wishes that the damn phone call her father had to answer and therefore had to stay in the car and let Seokjin and Hannah alone into the coffee shop, didn't happen.

Now how was she supposed to make this man go away? It dawns on her and she smirks, stirring in Seokjin's arms, gathering both his and Namjoon's highly unwanted attention. "Jinnie, daddy's waiting for us in the car. We need to go."

Seokjin sighs and gets the message, very much ready to punch someone but he denies himself, shaking his head slightly. "I'm sorry Namjoon, but I can't-"

"He's taken." Hannah interrupts hastily, slightly smirking at the way Namjoon's face falls.

How the hell would she even know?! Seokjin's mind screams at him.

"Oh, my apologies." Namjoon bows slightly. "I'll leave you alone, I'm sorry." And he is gone.

Seokjin's nostrils flare, Hannah on his hip and the coffee cups in his other hand, silently ordering Hannah to open the door so they could exit. "What was that for?"

"Daddy wouldn't like it. He wouldn't let it happen if he was there. That guy can't take you from daddy." Hannah puffs out her chest and the action confuses Seokjin.

"I don't belong to your daddy." Seokjin damn near snaps at her, counting to ten to contain himself.

What? You can't judge him! Have you been around Taehyung and Hannah for years? You'd need something way stronger than counting if you have!

Hannah laughs long and soundly. "That was, out of all of your jokes, the best one." She wipes a fake tear as they near the car.

He puts her in her carseat, strapping her in and walks to the passenger door, hopping in himself. Nobody speaks, Taehyung on his phone typing away for a second before setting it down and leaning over to peck Seokjin's cheek sweetly. It takes him a minute to notice the tension in the air.

"What happened?" Taehyung asks as he starts the car and the engine roars to life.

"Nothing." Seokjin shrugs, taking a cup from the tray, attempting to sip on the scorching hot liquid, huffing when he admits its temperature is too high for him to consume.

"Hannah, what happened?"

"Don't-" Starts Seokjin, quickly cut off by Hannah's kind of firm voice.