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@haejin p. Let's get this fact straight..
I don't even ask you to treat me...I was about to dress my own wound when you came to interfere
*continues with my job afterward and as the people get to work, the customers have come lesser enabling me to heave a sigh of relief*
*peeks on my white bartender clothes only to realize that the blood start pooling out again*
No wonder the pain is itching...
*talking to myself as I go to the back room again and close the door, clean my hand first and start to dress my wound*
Argh...if only I have my hands in the morphine....
*groans a bit as I clean the wounds and put the iodine on*

@seungho y. 〈 borrison I don't care about you.
I care about my patient. I treated you so you're my patient, whether you like it or not.
*I say underneath my breath before making myself busy with all the food but peek on you once in awhile to see if there's any sign of discomfort from you*

@haejin p. *looks up at you after I finished the mocha latte and buzz the buzzer so that the customer will come to take the their order*
~One cup of Green Tea latte please~
Iced or hot?
~hot and less sugar~
Noted..
*ignore your existence and actnas if you are not there to lecture me, smirk once I hear that the bell on your side is ringing*
See.. it's a busy morning
Don't bother with me and go to your kitchen
Let's act like before
I don't care about you...you don't care about me
*at the same time, my hands are working fast to make the order and buzz the buzzer once it's finished*

@seungho y. 〈 borrison *is currently holding the finished meals when you get up and enter the kitchen in you uniform*
Oh? You're up...?
*places the food on the counter and rings the bell before I get to your station and smile to the customer there before I turn to look at you*
What are you doing? The wound will heal much later of you keep on restraining it like that.
The barista is on his way now. Go home and rest.
*i say in a whisper as I don't want the customer to hear anything before I hear the bell ringing for an upcoming order for food*
Coming!
And you should rest, boy. Go.
*I say before going to the kitchen and wash my hand before starting to prepare the meal ordered*

@haejin p. *after three hours of resting, I finally gets up only to be greeted by the warm soup on the table, read up the note you left for me and sigh a bit*
Darn it...now someone knew...
*sighs but ended up eating the chicken soup anyway since my body need it so much to recover*
*finished it up almost instantly, walks to the worker's locker and open mine to take the painkiller with the high dosage to sustain myself for the day*
*after I take the painkiller, I changes my bloody clothes, throwing it into the garbage can and get changes into my barista uniform*
*walks out from the room and heading towards the kitchen*
No need to summon anyone else...
I'm fine...
*walks to my station and begin brewing the morning coffee for the customers that start waiting in line*

@seungho y. 〈 borrison *taken aback when you push me away that hard despite having just gone through a drug-less session*
Be careful! Don't put stress on the wound!
*however I shake that thought off for a bit as I follow right behind you, making sure you won't fall and get the wound worsen*
*after I see you safely on the bed, I get back to the kitchen and starts preparing for the business today, not forgetting some chicken soup for you so you can eat once your awake later*
*when it's almost opening time, I get the food for you in a tray and bring it to the room and place it by the bedside before changing to my uniform and apron*
*then I put a note by the food then get out of the room to get the cafe ready for business hour*
'Rest up and eat. I'll tell the other barista to come'

@haejin p. *struggles to open my eyes lightly as I looks at your face, groaning when you ask me to stand up*
Enough...
*stands up on my own after so much struggle and push you a bit away and walk away as I'm using the wall to support my body*
Damn
I'll kill him the next time we met
*grumbles to myself as I drag my injured body to the worker room behind the office near the store, open the door and walks to the bed, laying down almost instantly*
No..no...for now...let's rest...rest...and...and gain strength
yes...sleep...
*slowly lulls back into the darkness as I feel that it's alright to rest here since I know the manager is not coming today*

@seungho y. 〈 borrison *looks at you when I feel you catching my wrist, gets on one knee next to you*
You don't have to worry about that.
I have my secrets too. I will keep yours safe.
*I say but before I could get back up to fetch the water for you, you lose your consciousness*
*sighing softly, I get up to take a glass of water and takes a damp towel with me to wipe your face so you can be conscious at least until I move you to somewhere safer*
Hey.. Wake up and have some drink.
We're going to hide you somewhere else so the manager won't catch you here like this.
Come, I'll help you..
*I said while carefully having one of your arms around my shoulder, trying to make you stand up without putting too much strain on the wound*

@haejin p. *breathes out the air once you are finished with sewing me up and pants hard while my head is leaning back*
*takes a huge inhales of breath once you take the clothes off my mouth as I looked at you and quickly catches your wrist as you stands up to get me water*
Hae...jin...if...you told this to anyone...
*grits my teeth as I hold on your wrist tightly*
I will kill you...disregarding the fact that you just...help me
*let your wrist off my hook as slowly I closes my eyes, loosing my consciousness due to the loss of blood*

@seungho y. 〈 borrison I got it covered. Don't worry alright?
And we'll get you a drink later after we're done.
*looks at you worriedly before I concentrate on seeing the wound up carefully yet in a steady pace*
*after I'm done, I clean it up again and gently put a plaster on it and wrap a bandage around your waist neatly*
Okay you're done..
*take the balled up clothes off your mouth and clean the floor around you and then give you my jacket before taking the things into the box again*
Wait here. I'll get your water.
*I say while taking the box and put it on the same place you took it out and gets some water for you*

@haejin p. I...need to at least try to stop my blood from keep pooling out...
*admit defeat when you start on cleaning your hand, my view right now is not very clear of what is happening at all*
I'm...so...thirsty...
*looks at you when you start cleaning the wound and hisses a bit at the stinging pain but didn't even flinch a bit*
I don't care
Just...sew me up
This will not hurt me as much...
*bites on the balls of clothes as you start sewing the wounds, can feel the needle pierce through my skin one by one and bit by bit*

@seungho y. 〈 borrison *my eyes widen when you pull out the kit and immediately help you to pull the heavy box out and place it next to you*
*holds on to your hands to stop you from touching your own wound since it might be infected*
Don't make another move Seungho. I'll help you.
*quickly, I take my jacket off and takes a bottle of alcohol from the ingredients rack nearby and rinse my hand thoroughly and put on a latex gloves after I inspect the box for everything needed and pull them out*
I'm going to take it over from here. It's going to hurt...a bit.
*I said worriedly before I start inspecting the wound gently and starts cleaning it*
I'm going to start sewing okay?

@haejin p. *looks up at you when I heard your voice, my breath have become labored as I look like I'm loosing so much blood*
*keeps pressing on my wound when you come in my view*
H-Haejin?
*shakes my head a bit at your suggestion, scrambled to grabs on the kit inside the cupboard and pull it out*
No...we can't
This is...we are...under witness protection..
we...can't trouble the upper manager by going to the hospital...
*open the kit and revealing various kind of apparatus to sew my wounds, rips my own shirt and makes it into ball so I can bites on it*
I...I need to sew this...

@seungho y. 〈 borrison *it's very early in the morning when I reach the cafe with some of the groceries in the bags in my hands*
*gets into the kitchen with the ingredients in my hand and gasps when I see you bleeding there on the floor*
Oh my God what happened in here??
*I said as I hurried places everything down and immediately goes to check on you, and carefully making you lean back and make you look at me as I press on the wound*
Hey.. You don't have to worry. I'm a doctor.
I will help you. Or we shall just go to the hospital.
This looks... Bad.

@haejin p. *breathing heavily as I dragged myself towards the cafe while hunching down placing my hands above the wound across my stomach*
*shakily breaking one of the window's from the back of the cafe and climbs up, falling on the floor afterwards since I didn't bring the keys to the cafe*
Damn...I should've known..it's not a good idea to begin with...
*panting hard as I lean my back on the cupboard behind me as I takes another deep breath*
The...the aid kit...
*scrambles on the floor, trying to open the cupboard in search for the aid kit that I've been hide there for quite sometimes*

@wonwoo j. 〈 jīn |SH| Mingyu furrowed his eyebrows in slight confusion, unconsciously tilting his head to the side as he watched what the other slipped out of his bag. "what- you know, you should hide that in somewhere more convenient, everyone knows to check there when they need a weapon." He had to admit, despite seeing such a weapon in the older's hand, he wasn't as surprised as he thought he would be. "Don't get too ahead of yourself, I'm sure I would've had a knight in shining armour save me if it weren't for you." Mingyu rolled his eyes playfully, gently nudging Wonwoo's arm as he bit down on his lower lip to prevent any laughter from escaping. As the other leaned closer, Mingyu could feel himself tense up but his eyes were glued onto the latter's facial expression. 'A honeytrap' was the only two words his brain could process, yet it brought a smile to his face. "I didn't expect that but what you just done scared the life out of me-" Mingyu burst out into laughter, it hurt but he just couldn't stop himself from laughing at what he had just heard. Soon it died down and he quietly mumbled under his breath. "impressive."

@mingyu k. 〈 kmin "Capable as in, I can pretty save us if some creeper tried to kill us. I mean look" searching his sling bag, he pulled out something, a cheeky smile on his lips. "I got this for emergency purpose." He held a pocket gun for a moment before quickly putting it back inside. "so no worries. I'll take good care of myself, mingyu." Wonwoo listened to the younger, a look of fondness gleaming in his eyes. If his memories served right, mingyu on rare occasion had that sweet little boy vibe around him which he might did dot on a little, returning with awkward but sincere smiles. Right then he saw that boy in mingyu again, eliciting an amused laughter from wonwoo. "Yeah, I'm glad I showed up. joking.. haha." And he couldn't stop himself because it seemed wonwoo failed to control his emotions in tact in front of the younger, reaching out and gently patting the other on the forehead that wasn't fortunately not bandaged like other parts of his body. "Don't I look very handsome or pretty.. well not now because I'm trying to look very average and all but --" He leaned over, a little closer to mingyu's eyes and pointed at his own face. "don't I look pretty even a little?" His face was split into a creepy grin. "A honeytrap." Laughing softly he pulled back and let his questioning eyes met mingyu's indifferent ones, waiting for what kind of reaction the younger offer him. Honestly he was damn curious.

@wonwoo j. 〈 jīn |SH| Mingyu couldn't help but let the laughter bubbling deep within in his chest escape past his lips, a feeling he thought he'd never experience in a long time. Soon his laughter died down as countless thoughts ran through his head, what exactly was Wonwoo's job. All he knew was that he trained under his father's gang, which surely meant that he had the experience to fight. "come on..why can't you tell me now? I survived this so I can handle whatever your mysterious job is." He quietly whined, pursing his lips together to form somewhat of a pout, thought he mentally cursed to himself at how stupid he probably looked. Mingyu was worried, he had no idea how many connections his 'killer' had and whether or not they knew his location. Either way, it would risk many lives and that was the last thing he wanted at a time like this. Mingyu quietly inhaled and exhaled as even breathing brought a slight sting to his chest. "wait but- what do you mean by capable man..." he mumbled, soon retracting his arm away from the other once again. "As long as you promise to take care of yourself...I don't want any more lives gone because of me.." A small yet soft smile played across his feature, eyelids soon fluttering to a close. "I'm glad you showed up you know..."

@christian y. 〈 rome He looks at the coffee bean that has just been roasted well on the tray and begin choosing the beans carefully and place the high quality one aside for the nice beans to be brewed later. His eyes are focused on the beans and once he finished separating the beans, he take some of the beans and grinds them into coffee sand-like powder, then he rinse the filter with hot water before wetting some of the powder with hot water as well. He takes a deep breath, inhaling the coffee scents and smiles to himself. This is the moment that he loves the most. Inhaling the bittersweet scents of the coffee. Borrison brews the coffee well as he didn't even realize that someone is entering the cafe when it's still early in the morning.

@mingyu k. 〈 kmin Be it the comfort of knowing they were allys at the beginning of their youth, wonwoo eventually found himself getting comfortable with the other, not that he was uneasy at the begging. But cautious, yes, he was, a lot since he already risked himself getting involved with the law again though looking after it right then he felt no regret. He was pleased to have saved the dying man back then. "Hmm?" He softly raised his brow, a mirthful smile growing on his lips. Even at that kind of situation he couldn't stop joking but he only jokes around with people he believes he can trust and he hope mingyu was worthy of the trust he placed in the other. "Close. I'll tell you later. Don't want you dead from shock." It was nothing but a light teasing voice, his hand gently patting mingyu's knee within his reach, a soft smile directed at him. Before he could say anything else, mingyu began to tense, he could feel the muscles straining under his palm through the thin fabric of hospital cover and wonwoo himself was alerted too. What could possibly scare him? He got his answers soon. "oh!" He mouthed, a look of realization gracing his features but he wasn't that stressed at the possible danger. Not when he lived most of his life through it . "Don't worry. They can't. They don't know who helped you and the officers are probably lurking outside for possible threat. Beside--" A cheeky smile plastered on wonwoo's face, "they, whoever they are, can't harm me. I'm a capable man, mingyu. don't wound my pride." He nodded assuringly, hope mingyu really felt secure about the whole situation. "Get well soon then I can.. may be, sneak you out. And help you out too about that guy. "

@wonwoo j. 〈 jīn |SH| Mingyu had to admit, as he heard the other laugh he felt a wave of relief run through him. It had been a while since he had last heard someone laugh, everything to him was serious and now he secretly hoped that this moment would've lasted for longer and with that, he knew that this was the normal life his father had wished for him, despite the gun wounds and the fact that he was in hospital. Mingyu couldn't bear to speak another word and once again that same silence filled the air. He wasn't uncomfortable speaking about his father but a gut wrenching sense of guilt thundered deep within the pits of his stomach, he couldn't bring himself up to tell Wonwoo that he himself was the one who had killed his own father and maybe it was better if he didn't know. "yeah..but I never really got to know what your job is? It's not some stripper or anything right-" he mused, flashing that signature toothy grin of his, one he hadn't done in so long. Wonwoo seemed trustworthy, he didn't know why he automatically came to that conclusion but he already knew too much anyway, there's no point to backing out at this point. "Someone in the witness program knows my past and they tried to eliminate me, luckily you were ther-" Mingyu froze in his spot before extending his arm out to clutch Wonwoo's arm once again. "You need to hide somewhere here..they- no he...he'll come for me here. I don't want to risk you getting hurt."

@mingyu k. 〈 kmin Wonwoo had a great control over his emotions. He did. But at that time it seemed to be failing as he couldn't but laugh, trying to be as quite as possible but all his attempts were futile. "I still think you don't know what my job is, do you? " He breathed out in between his fit of laughter. He would have laughed like a mad man if not for they're in a hospital and his loud voice possibly hurt the other which again was pointless since he was disturbing and bothering the patient from the beginning. But he stopped at the death of the boss news. That was unexpected. He mouthed to himself not because he was afraid of hurting mingyu but it was unnecessary to let his thoughts out loud. And it got even more silent as mingyu went on with the events he was unaware of. "wow! " Was wonwoo's first word. "life played you too huh. " The first sentence. He had an indifferent look on him though if studied closely there was hint of pity in his eyes. Not for mingyu. Not for himself. But for their ed up life. "Same on that. I mean, I only told you about my.. Not told but revealed myself. haha.. " He offered a soft smile, waving his had off nonchalantly. "I hope you don't get caught --- but " His eyes landed on the bandaged shoulders and stomach of the other in a warning, "with this you'll die before you can achieve anything. so why you're shot? " And he finally dropped the question on his kind for the past twenty four hours plus something.

@wonwoo j. 〈 jīn |SH| Mingyu's lips curled up into the slightest of smiles as the other continued to speak and at this point, his voice was calming even if the things he talked about weren't. His memories were hazy but certain things came back to him in almost an instant as he continued to look at wonwoo. "I didn't think I'd see you here, back then I only remembered you because out of all the gang members, you were the skinniest one there. They were all muscles and weapons really whereas when I saw you, you were just so different and I questioned how you'd survive when things were in chaos." He realised he was rambling at this point and kept stopped mid sentence to let Wonwoo continue to speak and almost instantaneously regretted his decision. "Well I- my father's dead..and trust me I would've taken over but everyone's out for my blood and I don't have power over them..." quietly he sighed to himself before glancing over at the older from beneath his eyelashes. "You're the first person I've ever told but I joined a witness protection program and I'm only doing to fulfill my father's wishes..destroy his gang and live a normal life, though it seems hard for someone like me." Mingyu sheepishly chuckled as he scratched the base of his nape, attempting to flash a smile once again.

@mingyu k. 〈 kmin "Well not worked for but had a contract for. But yes, it's me. " He softly replied. "I'm amazed you still have memories of it, faded, but still. As expected of the fine heir huh." Wonwoo mused, dark orbs shinning even know the dim hospital light. if he roughly remembered, mingyu was only a few years old yet the bow was shown no mercy, no consideration towards the fragile mind set a child possess. Mingyu was always present, whenever the boss visited he was tagged along. And somehow they got acquainted. "And you're not at fault since I never came back to work with you again." Wonwoo never said goodbye to the younger, not that he does it to anyone. Once his work is done he would leave and never looked back twice. After a few seconds of silence, wonwoo blurted out what has been bothering him. "Why you're here? Shouldn't you be taking the lead. I'm not that much a great mathmatician but.. I'm sure Mr. Kim is old enough. " it wasn't a surprise that mingyu was at the facility since there are times the Hunger have to pretend as the prey for work but the fact they send their leader was unsettling. "if you don't mind answering now that is. I can visit later. " He quickly proived, a small frown on his face at his insensitiveness towards the injured mingyu. "In sorry if I talked too much. I easily get carried away.. " When I'm curious. But Mingyu didn't need to know that so he kept quite about it.

@wonwoo j.〈 jīn Mingyu was sure that in all his 19 years of being on this horrid earth that he had met one wonwoo, the only problem was that he wasn't if the wonwoo in front of him was the same. Back then he was forced to learn every gang member's name that way he could command them once he had taken charge but with his father gone, everything seemed useless at this point. The wonwoo from back then was rather skinny but he was tall like himself although he had never properly interacted with him. All he knew was that he was under training with the gangs and that he would be out of here in no time. Mingyu instantaneously let go of the latter's sleeve and looked away with a slight bow of his head because moving his whole body would be worse than torture. "sorry i..i just have some bad memories with people...leaving..I don't know it sounds really weird when I try and explain so I'll just stop now-" Mingyu chuckled in an attempt to stop his constant rambling, sure his body hurt but he could continue to talk for hours. At this point in time he recalled the time when his mother had left him behind, he couldn't blame her. When your husband and son are born killing machines, who wouldn't want to leave? "i'm that skinny kid." was all the younger needed to hear before his face shone brighter than a thousand suns. "Jeon Wonwoo?" he mused because finally for once in his life, there was someone who he knew he could trust...at least for now that is. "As in the kid that worked under my father's gang...well not really kid since I'm pretty sure I'm younger than you but...is it really you?"

@jisung k. 〈 kiji /hearing the sound of his phone go of with a cliche text tone that he has always meant to change, he trotted over to pick it up from where it was carelessly left not too long ago and brightened up when the latter's name popped up; of course the text wasn't the most cheerful but he wasn't about to let anything ruin what they had set up for the day - it was the first time they actually had a decent chance to be together for a while.
'yes, i'm still coming. even if we can't go to the zoo i still want to come to the cafe. i'll bring an umbrella and see you shortly?'

@minghao x. 〈 myungho /the door quietly clacks to a close behind me, the scents of freshly ground coffee and freshly baked food floods my sense of smell, glancing around the dimly lit café to find a seat, choosing one next to the window, the other chair across from mine with a single candle between them on the table; pushes the hood of my sweatshirt back, resting my chin on my palm as i look out the shop window, watching the fierce, pouring rain violently rustle the leaves; releases a small sigh, hand fishing my phone out of my pocket to shoot you a text that says.
'hey, r u sure u still want to come? it's pouring. looks like we can't go to the zoo today..'

@mingyu k. 〈 kmin It was amusing how they meet again no that they were that close or something. Accquitance probably. A small smile plays on his lips which didn't fit the scene but he couldn't help it while he observed mingyu in deep thought, probably trying to figure out things wonwoo had yet to reveal. Wonwoo for a while worked with the later's gang but that was like seven years ago, when he had his junior debut and he was assigned to them for four years term. Even so he rarely was available to meet the gang members, let alone get friendly but somehow he had the fortune of knowing the young heir, he could only assume how old the latter was but definitely younger than him. A few memories that were stored in the storage section, rusty and almost destroyed resurfaced. "oh... " Mingyu mumbling his name brought him back to the reality and he shifted his focus back on the other, a frown quickly growing on his face when mingyu triedto act tough, despite the pain sat up. He was confused. Okay. I told you I'm not going anywhere. He thought, eyeing the hand clutching onto his sleeve just like a child. "I'm here." He supplied and then let the other finish it. Expected. There's no escape and wonwoo didn't feel like denying. Even though he was leading peaceful new life, but not his choice. Life ed him up and it'd be nice to have someone of his field and being on good terms with them at one point I'm life was added bonus. "I thought I was an infamous creature out there. I hurt." He joked. Or tried but whatever. "okay, serious time. yes. and it's been more than half a decade you last saw me so yeah.. " He answered, while he got up and gently pushed the other back to the bed, silently saying 'don't do that again' and sat back. "Uhmn...I'm that skinny kid or so what they call me at your place I think." This was more of a whisper, an embarrassing truth to be told.

@wonwoo j.〈 jīn Oh how Mingyu wished the silence between would disappear, something about it was suffocating but he passed it off as being connected to thousands of tubes and machines. His attention was fixated on the man next to him, something seemed awfully familiar yet he just couldn't put his finger on it, in that sense and literally. Mingyu stifled his laughter from escaping past his lips as he heard Wonwoo breathe out his name, that was until he had those four words 'fancy seeing you here.' Almost instantaneously he could feel his head spin as he attempted to think of what that had meant. "...wonwoo.." he mumbled under his breath, there was only one wonwoo he had known his entire life and this man he had dragged into his life surely couldn't be him, it can't be. Mingyu moved around in his spot, sitting himself up against the hospital bed not caring much about the pain shooting up from his leg to his chest. "wait i uh-" he muttered, gently clutching wonwoo's sleeve as if he were about to leave at any second. "...do i know you from somewhere..you just seem like someone i used to know.."

@mingyu k. 〈 kmin 'Mingyu.' Those two syllables repeated themselves inside his head a couple of times, digging out flashes of memories lost somewhere after years of not recalling them for use. His jaw clenched and brows knitted, putting his best effort and he didn't hide this from the barely conscious patient -- mingyu, his own conscious provided helpfully, rudely staring down at him. And he could only hope he didn't offend mingyu which was a funny thought regarding his actions. "Mingyu ---" Wonwoo breathed out sharp, realization dawned on him, eyes going wide. It felt too long. But honestly it was only a matter of minute. "mingyu." This time it was soft and slow, each syllable drawn out liseurely, grasping the reality that associated with the name into. Oh wow! "Fancy seeing you here. " And whatever that wonwoo tried to be a fee minutes ago disappeared. His innocent eyes were now reeking of amusement and a small smile curled upon his lips which is rude considering mingyu want half dead on the hospital bed but then again he believed the latter wouldn't care. "May be I should leave you alone to get some rest and the we can catch up.. Uhmn.. " He made some weird expression while raking his eyes from head to toe, expressing what he meant -- how you got so..... "the accident. I can wait. Not that I've anything to do."