[15+] Sweet as hot chocolate [Y/N x Kim Taehyung] Playground

Part 1 - 5:30

It was a quiet morning at the Bantan University campus. Winter winds sprung to life, twirling around scarves and mittens. Light coverings of dew covered the grass, while piles of snow lay dormant, yet to melt. In the center of the campus, surrounded by a greenhouse, the vines creeping down, undeterred by the winter's cold was a small coffee shop.

Despite being a very small and hidden away coffee shop, it was by far the most popular shop on campus. However, this morning, the coffee shop was unusually quiet, especially for its rush hour.

"It is too quiet today" You mused; scratching the back of your head. Glancing at your watch, you see that it is already 5:30. "I wonder where people are."

You waited in silence for another few minutes, and then looked at the time. Another 15 minutes had passed, but still, there was no sign of him. You sigh, over the last weeks, this one guy has made it a habit to arrive every day at 5:30 - right on the dot.

Your eyes looking out the shop's windows and down the street, you catch yourself looking for him. Shaking your head, you instead grab your own coffee, drinking it slowly as there is nothing else to do at the time being.

"Hey, yo! Y/N!"

Jumping - both scared and feeling caught for doing something bad, you twitch, your cup of coffee falling from your hand and falling and shattering against the floor.

Embarrassed by your clumsy reaction, you turn to face a younger male.

"Really, Simon? Haven't I told you to stop sneaking up on me like that!"

As if seeing the broken cup for the first time, his eyes widen.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!" He hurries over to grab a dustpan and gather up the broken pieces.

Sighing, you walk to get the paper to wipe off the splatters of coffee. Luckily none of it had spilled on your clothes.

Bending down and wiping, you mutter to yourself; annoyed at your coworker. Although Simon was sweet and friendly, he was a bit of an airhead and often made you mess up your concentration. Muttering, you did not hear as the door opened to announce the arrival of a customer.

"Aaa... Where is everyone? Not even any staff? Hello?"

Your heart skipped a beat, and you hurry to get up to standing position, wiping off imaginary dust from your outfit.

"Hello," you greeted the guest. "welcome to Bantan coffee house."

Glancing at your clock, you see that it is now 6:00. Later than usual, but he came.

"Hi," he smiled back at you while coming over to the counter. "So where is everyone?"

"Your guess is as good as mine," You answer, trying to look him in the face even though your body feels like it's about to melt from his deep soulful eyes.

"At least you are here." His boxy smile hits you like a punch and it is only by using every bit of self-control that you have, that you are able to hold your flustering back.

"Y-yes." You smile at him. "So, ehm, can I get you anything?"

Keeping his eyes on you as if not hearing you he leans even closer, and you feel your heart gearing up as his messy curl dances around his perfectly sculpted face.

"Ehm, sir?" You stutter, unsure what he is doing.

"Taehyung."

"Sorry?"

"Call me Taehyung."

Gulping, you nod before trying his name out. "Ta-Taehyung."

Without warning, his face explodes in an even wider smile. "Exactly!" He continues to smile at you, and it takes you longer than you like to reply.

"Ah, sorry, yes, my name is Y/N." You announce as you decide to skip the surname as he had done so first.

"Y/N huh? Y/N, Y/N..." He speaks your name; tasting it.

Hearing him say your name - yet alone repeating - you feel shivers down your spine. "Haha, yes." You laugh, "It's Y/N."

His repetition stops abruptly and his eyes dive into yours. "It's pretty."

"Oh, hm, thanks." You hurry and look down and over to the coffee machine.

"A hot chocolate."

"What?" You want to mentally slap yourself as you once again find yourself dazing away in front of this handsome man.

"What do you like to drink?"

"Cafe Latte." You answer without any hesitation. It had been your favorite from when you tasted it in middle school, and though you had tasted and had served many other delicious coffees over the years, nothing could beat the clean taste of Cafe Latte.

"Well, then one Cafe Latte and a hot chocolate then." He says and gives you a wink as he sees the confusion on your face. "You won't let me sit there all alone now, would you?"

Your already melted heart begins to seep through your pores - you're of it. However, keeping it cool as always, you give him a shy smile and nod. "Of course."

"Great." Holding your eyes for another long second, he pulls back and turns to point at a table. "I'll just get seated over there."

You nod as you feel your hands trembling slightly, and for once, you didn't mind that there were few customers.