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-y/n-

it stung

it's not like we are dating.

i respect him. if he doesn't like me, that's fine.

if he is just a flirt, that's fine.

he grabbed his keys off the counter.

a painful grin was plastered on his face.

"let's go."

i nodded.

jin, who was sitting on the couch, waved goodbye to us.

"come back anytime!" he chirped.

i wish i could.

but i probably won't.

cuz of joonie.

cuz it's not like we're dating.

namjoon held the door open for me and i thanked him as i walked out.

—

in the car, namjoon decided to play his music.

i expected a trap remix of some american rapper.

he puts on this slow, soothing song that makes my eyelids blink slower. a very deep, smooth voice fills the car.

"moonchild by rm." i say, reading the screen.

a smile appeared on his lips.

"would you like some coffee?" he asked sweetly.

i melted at the simple gesture.

then, i realized.

"namjoon." i corrected myself. "joonie, it's three in the morning."

he nods. "oh, i know. there is this coffee shop not too far from here. it's open 24 hours."

i readjusted my posture.

"then, sure, coffee sounds nice."

he smiled. "what do you want to listen to?" he asked, calmly.

"i like whatever this is we are listening to." he smiled. it looked like a ghost was poking his cheeks. i don't blame the ghost.

he puts on another song and turns it up a little.

everythinggoes

for some reason, this song was very soothing. the voice. the lyrics, the beat. just the time it must've took to produce such amazing-

"we're here." joonie said, parking the car.

he closes the door to the drivers seat and jogs around the front.

he opens the door for me. i thank him, obviously.

we walk inside the tiny cafe.

ring ring. the bell welcomes us.

a waitress waits at the counter. her hand held up her face. she was snoring.

namjoon set down his keys at a table.

"excuse me, ma'am." the lady snorts before waking up.

"omg! i am so very sorry." he chuckled. she continues to ramble. "it's just, i had no idea. i was tired and wasn't being considerate."

namjoon places an index finger on her lips.

"we would like two lattes, please."

she nods and takes my cash.

she hands me the receipt and coins.

"i'll be ready soon." she says. namjoon walks back over to me.

i look at my outfit an back at his. dark green college hoodie and white sweatpants.

did he plan this?

"did you plan this?" he gave me a confused look.

"what do you mean? the coffee shop, no. the outfit, yes."