Kopi Factory ;Huiwon

cup twenty-five.

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      'Did your grandmother ask for you?'

Shinwon only grinned as he took the coffee, now placed in a beige colored cup.

The cup matching the hot coffee, it made shinwon warm.

Nothing left to do, his feet kept curling and uncurling at the bottom of hui's white bed.

'No. Its her cafe anyway, she knows.'

Hui nodded, deep in self-thought.

Shinwon noticed that too. He's here yet his eyes shows he's not. Too close to touch but away to actually be reached.

Hands flinching, reluctant to say the words. Shinwon reached for hui's empty hand.

'Kiss your hand?'

Hui could feel his heart, its so filled.

'Yes, please.'