ㅤcafé

@chaeyoung. p [] Sorry that took so long by the way- Hopefully I'll push other replies out quicker.

@chaeyoung. p All of his quotidian activities were seemingly blending together and he simply needed an escape- even if few only a few mere minutes. From his earliest of days, Jongin recalled the scent of caramel infused coffee wafting throughout the house. The beverage had become one of his guilty pleasures that cleared his mind ever since he had little to no time for actual family. It brought up a nostaligic, homey feeling deep within him and calmed him from even his darkest moments. There was no denying that he was a momma's boy, but he'd never openly admit that in front of anyone except his mother.

Entering the quaint cafe, the overwhelming bittersweet scent of mochas wafted within his nostrils and seemingly pulled him in. There was no turning back now. Clad in dark clothing and a hoody, Jongin tried to conceal his face as much as possible in the hopes to avoid any fans that would catch him off guard. However, he didn't really consider the fact that someone other than a fangirl would notice him. Rather than a swarm of obsessive fangirls filling up the cafe, he noticed something possibly worse; a coworker. Sitting at a table in the corner he noticed Bae Joohyun, a fellow idol carding her fingers through a book. He could only imagine the slew of dating rumors bound to ensue.

@jongin k. The aroma alone had Chaeyoung in a state of calm, her hectic mind calmed by the soft tunes in her earbuds, the warmth of the cup nestled between her hands, and the comforting scents of coffee and baked goods. Hazel eyes fluttering closed, Chae tucked her dark chocolate hair behind her ear, flipping the page of her book with the other hand before she lifted her gaze to glance over the quaint café - and double check for cameras. She hoped today would leave her in silence, not scandal or news. So far, so good, or at least it was... because then she saw him walk in.

Exhaling deeply through her nose, Chae gripped the mug a little tighter, watching the hooded man walk to the counter. Kim Jongin. Kai of exo. A fellow idol, but also someone she had fond memories of - but, they'd seen each other at shows, events, and it seemed that memory was hers alone. Biting her inner cheek, she watched him order a tall coffee, glancing over his sunglasses to look around the cafe while they made his order. She wanted to say something, to just... ask him, after all this time. But fear of being wrong overpowered her will to confront him, and she simply sat, watching, silent as ever, expecting nothing of sorts to occur.

That is, until he looked at her.

/slightly pushes the door open
/looks around and notices that the cafe is not crowded
/walks in quietly and heads over to a seat

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