coffee art | bang chan ff.

coffee art | bang chan ff.

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"i haven't been here in 2 years, how do you still know my order?" "because it's odd..." _________ Y/N moved to South Korea in her sophomore year and went to a coffee shop almost every day for a month. Suddenly, she was unable to visit due to school stress until her senior year, but the cashier stayed the same the whole time, wishing to see her again. TW: mention of SH, suicide, SA, and abuse. _________ #1 in #kpopfanfiction #1 in #bangchanskz #1 in #kpopskz #2 in #straykidsbangchan #2 in #chanskz #81 in #yn
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Jisung is exhausted. Worn thin by performance, expectation, and a life lived in full view, he stumbles into a small café on a rainy morning in a city that never really slows down. Tucked between a laundromat and a boarded-up bookstore, it's the kind of place that offers warmth without questions. Rin has built a life out of quiet routines: early shifts, stubborn machinery, mismatched mugs, and a café that feels more like shelter than business. She doesn't recognize the masked stranger with the overly specific coffee order and tired eyes - and when he returns the next day, and the day after that, she lets him stay anonymous. As the days unfold, something gentle takes shape between them in the spaces between words: in shared silence, late-night cleanups, bad chalkboard jokes, and the comfort of being known without explanation. She doesn't know who he is. He doesn't know she's been trying to outrun her own past. But inside this little café, they find something neither of them expected: a place to belong. Until the world outside finds its way in. ━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━━━━ This is a soft slice-of-life friendship story set in a quiet café. It's platonic, grounded, and full of late-night vulnerability, awkward honesty, quiet defiance, and tea that says everything they won't. No romance. Just two people learning to be themselves - slowly, safely, together. A soft, platonic story about showing up, staying quiet, and finding home where you weren't looking for it. Thanks for reading. I hope this feels like a warm drink on a heavy day. ~CURRENTLY UNDER EDITING~

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