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Between the cups and the engine ~ TAEKOOK | ENG
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  • Reads 133
  • Votes 60
  • Parts 13
  • Time 55m
Complete, First published Aug 03
In a small coffeehouse on the corner of Seoul sunk in the smell of freshly ground coffee, Taehyung - a boy with delicate features, eyes like honey and a smile as gentle as morning fog - brews dreams to strangers in foam cups every day. It hides a world full of emotions that no one has yet read - until the day when the sound of a motorcycle and the smell of adventure enters the cafe.

Jungkook - a handsome brunette with tattoos, earrings and a heart who knows the freedom of asphalt and wilderness - was not going to stop for long. But one glance was enough. One meeting. One "hello" at the counter. And they both knew that this would not be the last time their eyes would cross.

This is the story of two completely different worlds that collide with a cup of latte - and burn with a fire that cannot be extinguished even by the biggest storm.
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