✵ café | 'pisces'

@♔ amaradevi chaiya〘ᴅᴇᴠɪ〙ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉʳ Making his way towards the shorter female after nodding towards her. "Morning Devi, it's been for too long. I swear we need to meet up more." He gave the female a rare but genuine smile towards her. "I swear it gets colder every year." Mathéo stood close enough to Devi to make sure to shield her from the cold as best he could while being cold himself. "Well, I got to get an iced americano for Rio but I got to figure out what I'm getting myself." Giving the smaller a slight nod while patting her head gently

@✵ mathéo cai〘ᴀsᴛᴇʀ〙ˣ.ᶜʰᵃᵒˢ devi blew on her hands before rubbing them warm as she waited in line until she heard her name and turned around to see a familiar face in his ever so towering stature. her face lit up in recognition as she waved him over to join her in the queue. "good morning, aster!" she greeted, "come stand next to me, it's cold." she continued to rub her arms that were cold even beneath her layers, needing to move to warm up for the morning. "do you know what you're going to order?" she asked with her big dark brown eyes looking up at him with an affable little simper.

@♔ amaradevi chaiya〘ᴅᴇᴠɪ〙ᵈᵃⁿᶜᵉʳ Despite being use to the cold and tolerated it, Aster wasn't the type to just stay home and no nothing. He also needed a nice hot drink and to socialize with other people. He was decently tired after spending most of his night just looking at the stars like he normally did on his days off. With a soft and quiet yawn, he fixed his face mask as he walked into the familiar cafe and briefly looked around the space before he himself made his way to the queue and looked through his phone for any new messages. "Still nothing. Ge must be busier these days." Running a hand through his hair, he scanned the area before noticing a familiar stature. "Devi?"

summer was more of devi's season. winter had always been foreign since she moved to this country. the cold made her drowsy and she wasn't used to the incoming loom of ice and snow the winter season threatened. devi layered herself with thermals beneath her leggings, a tight long sleeved shirt beneath her sweater beneath her jacket, her boots were accompanied by large fur leg warmers and over her ears were matching ear muffs. devi yawned as she entered the cafe, rubbing her arms as she shivered from the outside cold. "ah, i can't wait to wake up," she muttered to herself as she joined the queue to order.

@✵ choi daesung〘ᴅᴜsᴋ〙ˣ.ᵈʸⁿᵐᵗᵉ jihoon sighed as he sat up from his bed, feeling sluggish despite the fact that he had some type of free availability to either relax or do some spontaneous practicing. why was he feeling this way? it was simply because he was at a lost, not finding any interest in some activities that other members may be up to, then again he only heard about a few visiting the gym for some hours, which is something that jihoon doesn’t usually enjoy doing. he’d only attend if it’s absolutely necessary but he’s not the type of guy who would like to stick around there freely as it relates to him hating sports- and being bad at that anyways. his eyes widen a lil suddenly when his tum started to growl, indicating that the time to eat is approaching. jihoon didn’t have the extra energy to go out somewhere to eat so instead he dragged himself out of his bed as he’d been previously sitting on top of it, leading himself over to the closet, slipping on some comfy casual clothing before leaving his bedroom, exiting the dorm.

he lifted his hoodie up and allowed his hands to slide to his own pockets of the large hoodie while making his way over to the company’s indoor cafe, not bothering to spot if he recognized any of s hanging around the building. he wasn’t fully in the talking mood anyways even if someone else was around, at least not until he’s had some sort of food which will hopefully ease his mind and wandering thoughts a little bit because yes, he’s the type to occasionally stress eat. the male continued to silently walk until making his way over to correct floor and stepping into the cafe area and choosing to order just at least a sandwich and a lil pastry before sitting down at a table, instantly resting his head on top of it.

@✵ choi yeonhwa〘ᴄʜᴇʀʀʏ〙ᵖᵃⁿᵈᵒʳᵃ Jaejin couldn’t help but furrow his brows in confusion. Did he say something wrong? He could see the glistening of her eyes, and suddenly all alarms went off in his head. Something was definitely wrong, but what? “Are we not friends? Of course, you’re special to me.” Her attitude towards him, the coldness, was unusual, to say the least.


“Telling me not to worry about it only makes me worry about it more…Choi Yeonhwa.” His eye twitched with annoyance at her dismissive behavior. But perhaps this wasn’t the best place to talk about whatever was going on with her. Making his decision, he sighed and stood up from his seat, gently grabbing her wrist and pulling her into an empty room.

Locking the door for good measure, he crossed his arms as he stared down at his friend. “Choi Yeonhwa…we’re not leaving here until you tell me exactly what the hell is wrong with you. I can’t read your mind. But I know something is wrong. And don’t give me that don’t worry about you because I already am, so you might as well get it over with and tell me what’s wrong.”

@✵ nam jaejin〘ᴄᴀsᴘɪᴀɴ〙ˣ.ᶜʰᵃᵒˢ " ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀᴘᴘɪɴᴇss "


yeonhwa sighed. hearing this man's remarks left her speechless. did he just admit that she was special to him? what a load of bull—ugh. lies—everyone knows it's a lie, and yeonhwa knows better than to believe such crap. for what? she gave the man a long stare, struggling to keep her mind sane after what he just said earlier.

"oppa, please don't say something like that. we both know that isn't the right thing to say. me? special to you? are you trying to pull off some hidden camera prank here?" she asked as she looked around before turning back to him with a soft, bitter chuckle. "who are you trying to kid right now?"

there was a coldness in her tone and tears almost visible in her eyes, but she knew better than to cry in front of him right now. no—just no. he couldn't see how cowardly she felt right now. he couldn't see how weak she felt right now. it's not the right time, yeonhwa. time will never be right for them anyway. jaejin liked someone else—yeonhwa knew it, and it was only right to walk away from this kind of situation. she emitted a soft chortle again at jaejin's words. "don't worry about it. i have god with me; he knows i can handle this on my own. you should take care of yourself, oppa. please don't care or worry about me anymore, and please be happy too..."


" ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏ ɪᴛ's ᴍᴇᴀɴ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ. "

@✵ choi yeonhwa〘ᴄʜᴇʀʀʏ〙ᵖᵃⁿᵈᵒʳᵃ “Please, stop with the sunbae crap, it’s just us here.” Jaejin closed his eyes and took a deep breath, he wasn’t sure what the problem was, but he could feel his annoyance growing. But he refused to take it out on her, Yeonhwa didn’t deserve that, and he didn’t deserve her, he knew that. A small sigh left his lips before he leaned back against the seat.

“Look…if you really don’t want to tell me then fine. I’ll respect it. But…you can tell me anything flower, I hope you know that. You’re my little lotus. You’re special to me. And I don’t know what’s going on but I can tell something is wrong.” A hand reached up to run his fingers through his hair as he observed her, trying to not let it show that her lies were obvious.

“If you won’t talk to me…I hope you have someone else you can talk to. K, one of your members, a friend, someone. Anyone. Please tell me you have that? I don’t want you to deal with whatever this is on your own…”

@✵ nam jaejin〘ᴄᴀsᴘɪᴀɴ〙ˣ.ᶜʰᵃᵒˢ when the man grabbed her wrist and pulled her over to the table, asking her to eat together, yeonhwa was flustered. at that moment, she hoped that jaejin wouldn't be able to see how her cheeks were now shaded with a red hue because of his small gestures. she could only sigh as she took a seat and stared down at the plate. how could she eat right now with him sitting in front of her?

tell him the truth? what does that mean? she hadn't hidden anything from him — except for her unrequited love for the man. yeonhwa looked up to meet his gaze and sighed again. "s-sunbae, there's nothing... no truth that I need to tell you because there's really nothing..." yeonhwa insisted. there was no way she would admit her feelings for him just to get rejected afterward. she knew better than to indulge in the pain she created for herself.

she bit her lip and looked elsewhere, a sign that she was lying. she didn't want to meet his piercing gaze because it was already too much to be around him right now. she just wanted to escape, but she knew jaejin would probably ask her again the next time they met.

oh, how she wished she could make her feelings for him disappear overnight so she could forget everything about him.

@✵ choi yeonhwa〘ᴄʜᴇʀʀʏ〙ᵖᵃⁿᵈᵒʳᵃ Jaejin’s lips pursed slightly at her response. She was lying to him. He could tell by the way she avoided his gaze, the stuttering of her words. Yeonhwa was always so expressive, easy for him to read, but suddenly it was like he couldn’t understand her. What could have possibly had happened to change the dynamic between them? Nothing had happened as far as he knew. Unless…was /that/ the issue then?

“Come on now, don’t do that. Yeonhwa. I’m always going to worry about you, and you know telling me not to wouldn’t stop me anyway. He took a moment and looked around, not too pleased with the idea of having such a conversation in public. “Come on then. I was going to get something to eat too, we can eat together.” He was gentle when he grabbed her wrist, pulling her towards him as he led them away to the self-service food area.

Jaejin quickly made them both a plate, keeping his hand around her wrist as he carefully led them to a more secluded area. Setting down the trays, he finally let go of her wrist and gestured for her to sit. There were a few moments of silence as he started to eat before he sighed, fixing her with a pointed stare. “Are you ready to tell me the truth now lil lotus? I’m concerned.”

@✵ nam jaejin〘ᴄᴀsᴘɪᴀɴ〙ˣ.ᶜʰᵃᵒˢ the sudden voice halted her steps. that voice. it was him, calling her by that nickname as if nothing had happened. (of course, nothing had happened between them. it was yeonhwa being delusional, thinking he would feel the same when it was actually otherwise.) yeonhwa sighed. how she wanted to turn around to face the man she had been in love with for eight years.

yeonhwa clenched her fists, mustering up her courage to smile as she slowly turned her body, not forgetting to bow her head when their eyes met. his question was tricky for her to answer, but she knew she needed to come up with a reason somehow so he wouldn't think she was avoiding him. "i... i don't understand what you're saying, sunbae. i'm not avoiding you... i'm just a little busy..." she lied. there was no way she would tell him the truth. all the truth about him was safe inside yeonhwa's diary—and that was enough.

"you're not doing anything wrong, sunbae. what makes you think so?" she asked in a soft voice, her gaze drifting elsewhere as she didn't dare to meet his eyes. "i don't feel like eating anymore. i'll just grab something when i go back home later, sunbae," she answered.

did he find out about her feelings? he wouldn't, right? no way. yeonhwa thought she had done her best to hide her feelings for him, despite their closeness. oh no, why does she feel like crying right now? the air suddenly felt cold and suffocating. "i—i think you must be mistaken about it. i'm really not avoiding you. you really don't have to worry about me, sunbae. I just have so much on my plates, that's why." she said, forcing a strained smile. why did loving him was so painful ? why couldn't she just tell him the truth? the question echoes in her mind but she already knows the answer. he didn't feel the same way and he never would. she had to accept that and moved on.

@✵ choi yeonhwa〘ᴄʜᴇʀʀʏ〙ᵖᵃⁿᵈᵒʳᵃ Another day, another drag. It seemed like these days Jaejin was simply going through the motions of basic functions. Some would call him depressed, and maybe he was. The cause? Heartbreak. Just the admittance, even to himself, made him scowl. Even now as he sat in the company café, his gaze dark and unwelcoming, his mind remained on /her/.

It was moments like this, that he wished certain gadgets from movies were real. He’d pay good money to get his hands on a neuralyzer and wipe away all memories of her from his brain. But even if he forgot her, he was pretty sure his feelings would remain. He needed a distraction. And for once the universe shined on him, as his eyes fell on none other than Choi Yeonhwa.

His brows furrowed as he watched her catch his gaze and quickly turn away. That was strange. Then again, she had been acting strange with him recently. No not strange. She had been avoiding him. Plain and simple. Why? He had no idea. He hadn’t done anything wrong, at least he had hoped not. But it had been going on for months now.

He wasn’t naive. Jaejin knew the younger had feelings for him, but they were friends, she knew that. She seemed content with it before, so why the sudden change? Had she decided that she had enough and didn’t want to be friends with him anymore? Did she know about how many times he cried over his lost love? Did she see him as the pathetic pining fool he knew he had become and didn’t want any part of it?

So many questions floated in his mind, and he knew that he needed answers. So he stood up, his long legs allowing him to catch up to her quickly. “Going somewhere little lotus?” He hoped the use of her usual nickname would help ease whatever was going on. But subtly was never really Jaejin’s strong suit. “You’ve been avoiding me Yeonhwa. Why? Did I do something wrong?”

His voice was soft, his body naturally closing the distance between them so that no one would overhear their conversation. The last thing he needed or wanted was nosy people in his business. “Don’t go on my account. Stay and get something to eat. Surely that’s why you came here in the first place no?”

@✵ nam jaejin〘ᴄᴀsᴘɪᴀɴ〙ˣ.ᶜʰᵃᵒˢ .❝ ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴍᴇʀᴇʟʏ ᴀ sᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪғᴇ,
ʏᴇᴛ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ғɪʟʟᴇᴅ ʟɪʙʀᴀʀʏ's ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜ. ❞


yeonhwa stared at the lyrics she had written. oh, how everything reminded her of him—his smile, his laughter, his handsome features. she sighed. how long could she stand these feelings? how much longer could she hold them back? she didn't think she was strong enough for this, but somehow her inner strength was tougher than her outer appearance. yes, she could easily cry, but that's what made her stronger.

nam jaejin.

as his name echoed inside her head, the only name that managed to carve itself into her heart, yeonhwa knew that he did not feel the same way about her. there was another girl who had stolen his heart, and sadly, yeonhwa was not that person. yeonhwa wished she could be that person, to be loved and cared for by a man so kind to her. the way he treated her back then made her feel a pang of jealousy. the day the other trainees reminded her that jaejin liked someone else was the day yeonhwa vowed never to speak of her feelings.

she remained busy and calm when she faced him, acting like her usual self while it bled her inside. it was so painful and difficult to face someone you like without them knowing how you feel. the urge to tell him about her feelings came all at once, but she knew she couldn't. it was for the better.

each day, her feelings for him grew stronger and never faded away, despite her best efforts to act normal and be her usual self. it was hard, but she knew she had to do it for the sake of their friendship. perhaps it was a better idea to stay away from him for a while. so yeonhwa decided to avoid him at all costs. each time they were about to meet up, she would decline and give some excuse, even if it sometimes didn't make sense. she didn't care.

❝ dear god, just this once, let me be childish and not professional. ❞

after she finished recording, yeonhwa felt her stomach grumbling with hunger. maybe it wouldn't be bad to grab something from the café—as long as she didn't eat too much, it would be fine. she casually walked into the elevator, which took her to the first floor. stepping out of the elevator, she strode towards the café within the building, humming softly. her gaze wandered around the café, and she noticed jaejin there. her eyes widened at the sight of him, and she quickly turned around to leave the café, silently praying he wouldn't see her.

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@✵ miyawaki ayaka ʳᵉⁿᵘ Her face stayed indifferent even as the younger Miyawaki went on and on, telling her whatever her sister asked to deliver to her. Her eyes slowly lowered down towards the envelope on the table and stayed there even after Ayaka was done talking.

Numb.

Sun had never expected how big the impact of the cheery cherry blossom lady had on her until she left without notice, as if the earth swallowed her, even though Sun had done everything in her power to find her, no one was able to find her. Until now. In the form of an envelope and the message the younger Miyawaki brought to her.

Pathetic.

If only she stayed true to her own vow to never fall for someone, she would never feel this kind of pain. Twice. Maybe it’s the universe sign that she should just be the way she was before. As long as she stayed careful about it, Sun didn’t have to worry about her group’s image being tainted because of her.

Hesitation crept up as she reached for the envelope. One part of her wanted to keep it for the sake of the memory, while the other part of her wanted nothing to do with Miyawaki Sakura anymore. In the end, Sun just let out a soft sigh and grabbed the envelope. “Thank you for giving me this and to let me know. Please tell your sister that I wish nothing but her happiness. And also thank you for being a part of my past.” The smile on her lips felt foreign even to herself, her eyes that usually twinkle with mischievousness, now filled with nothing but void.

Standing up, still with that rather small smile on her face, Sun still hadn’t found the strength to look at Ayaka’s face, at least for now since she was truly a splitting image of Sakura. Instead, she bowed her head a little “I better get going now. I have an early schedule tomorrow. Thank you, once again, Ayaka-san. May things go well for you and Renu. See you around.”

@✵ kim yura〘sᴜɴ〙ᵖᵃⁿᵈᵒʳᵃ Even though they were both in the same company, she had only seen Yura once or twice as different labels had different schedules, with ReNu mostly practicing on their own in their dorm studio. Hence, seeing her up close like this, coupled with whatever her sister said about her, had Ayaka becoming rather intrigued with the older woman right opposite her. "Yes! That's me. Please, take a seat," she gestured at the empty chair right opposite her, taking a sip of the drink she ordered before her hands clasped onto each other, twiddling fingers, wondering how she should break the news. It took a moment of silence until she decided to just get into it, holding a pink, decorated envelope and sliding it across the table, voice a little soft, wary. "So... Kkura-unnie... wrote this to you. And... she wants me to tell you that she cherished every moment with you and that... she knows how you feel about her, more than just a fling..." Pausing, she eyed the older female, because she knew the words inflicted knives onto Yura; especially when she knew what her sister truly meant. That they couldn't be together. "But... she's settled in Japan now, and she isn't coming back, and... she doesn't want you to find her. I know it's hard to hear this more so from someone you're unfamiliar with... but in her words: 'you deserve someone better, someone who isn't always seeking fun and someone who can settle down, because I can't.'" Letting out a soft sigh at the situation, Ayaka pointed towards the envelope, giving Yura a dry, sad smile. "She probably wrote more stuff along those lines... and I think she put photos of you two together; polaroids, I think. I'm sorry, Sun-sunbaenim..."

@✵ miyawaki ayaka ʳᵉⁿᵘ Tired. She was dead tired.

Her steps did not have the usual bounciness it has whenever she was about to meet a woman. Ever since that one lady disappeared from her life without any notes, no calls, no message, Kim Yura was so sure that it was her karma. Twice. It happened twice in her life. Both women left her when she was sure that she, who always afraid of commitment, decided to change her way of life and be loyal to them. But it was as if the universe was against her decision, again she had to experience a heart break. She was lucky enough that she had solo schedules to take her mind off though it seemed that today was the day that she needs to stop running and listen. Maybe Sakura had a good reason.

Making her way towards the cafe, her blond hair flutters as she looked around, trying to spot someone she promised to see earlier and her heart did skip a beat when she saw her in the corner; the resemblance was uncanny as she thought it was Sakura who sat there. 'Get a grip. She ain't coming.' She scolded herself. Taking a moment to prepare herself, Sun then made her way towards the girl, with each steps she took, the more resemblance she could see between Sakura and her sister, and if one said that they were twins, she probably believe them. When she was close enough, Sun finally found her voice. "Miyawaki Ayaka-san, correct?"

@✵ kim yura〘sᴜɴ〙ᵖᵃⁿᵈᵒʳᵃ it was 2 hours till closing, and the café was quite empty seeing that it was after working hours for the office people and the like. ayaka, making her way to the place where she would be meeting her sister's fling (she knew her sister was wild, but to even hook up with people within her ex-company? so wild), ordered a simple iced americano before settling herself in the corner away from prying eyes, waiting for yura to arrive, and hopefully she knew how she looked like because ayaka was (almost) the splitting counterpart of her sister, albeit a little taller and more glamorous.