It's easy to look at love and and admire it. You'd dreamt about it your whole life, but nothing could have prepared you for the side effects of it, for the fragility of breaking and for the angst of falling.
Around you, even when you hadn't noticed...
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Jimin felt ill at ease. He was standing outside of a café-bar, waiting for a girl that did not have long beautiful hair and sparkling eyes, whose name did not sound like honey as it rolled off his tongue and whose lips didn't resemble heavenly pillows when they came in touch with his. He was a traitor; one that cared about everyone's feelings but his. Because sadly, you couldn't make everyone happy in this world, not even the people closest to you.
He huffed aloud, digging his palms deep into the pocket of his jean jacket to relieve himself from the cold. He glanced around the street, tapping his foot impatiently as he waited for the not-so-mystery-girl. The thing was, the longer he waited, the more he thought about ditching the "date" and running back home. He had this gut feeling, and it told him it wouldn't end well. But he ignored it. There was no going back now.
"Jimin?" He heard a voice and turned his head up to find a girl wearing a bright smile that contrasted against her pitch black hair.
He was dumbfounded.
"Oh-ah-Doyoon, hi" Jimin faked a smile, trying to hide every ounce of his awkwardness, which he wasn't sure was something he accomplished.
Doyoon spread her arms, raising an eyebrow as her lip curled up on one side, suggesting for a hug. Hesitantly, Jimin went for it, wrapping his arms around her waist loosely and pulling back too fast not to seem suspicious.
The girls look became one of question, but she brushed it off and immediatelly walked closer to Jimin, who flinched, ready to take a step back, but thought about it a second time. That would be a bad idea.
"Shall we go in?" He asked, voice quiet.
The girls smile re-appeared. "Sure".
Jimin closed his eyes for a quick moment, taking in the darkness and the pure magic of nothing and collecting himself, calming his aura and putting everything in order in his mind before he did anything stupid. "After you" He opened the door playfully, and Doyoon walked ahead and into the store. Jimin followed behind.
The place was packed at that hour, around noon. It was the most popular time of day to hang around and find time to relax around there, so as he looked inside to see the staff running around chaotically, getting out orders of food and beverages to the tables full of people that were either out with friends, back from or on a break from work or got things done on their laptops alongside a hot mug of tea, he didn't even wonder.
"Over there" Doyoon spoke, pointing at an empty table at the corner of the store. It was a beautiful place; very earthy as it's crisp white walls and wooden tables mixed in with the glass covered area that held all sorts of greenery and wild weeds , all perfectly taken care of to give a relaxing experience to the customers.
