#yes it's called like that and not moccachino

[m00ncrabcrap]

about yesterday

[nikosomething]

Heyyyy! I'm back again. Sorry it took a while to send this ask! Mmm I'd choose the lan sect cuz I need some form of structure in my life lol. I'm not too bad with rules either. But I'd definitely hate their food. I eat wwx levels of spicy and hence I'd like to join the jiang sect haha. Also, their sword forms look nice? YASSS We'd LOOK SO GOOD! 💙🖤 ooh I like what you read. I like reading pining, arranged marriage aus, crack fics, post canon fics, missing scenes, I like canon divergence aus that concentrate on characters other than wwx and lwj. I also like fics with sad endings haha. (1/4)

I'm a big multishipper, too! There's no ship that I don't like? My favorites would be wangxian and sangcheng though. I'm always up to reading these two ships, but I'd read anything really. I feel yah, I do. I can't pick a junior either. I love them all dearly but I tend to get bored if lan jingyi isn't there in junior fics? I need Jingyi to be a major part of the fic if I'm to like it haha. (2/4)

I loooooove Asian cuisine. My favorite is Indian! All that spice, you know? I hope you ate good food since you made yourself hungry answering that lol. Your answer about the seasons is so detailed and beautiful? I love?? Mmmm my favorite season is the rainy season. It's the best. I love the melancholy, the cold and the sound of water tapping against the windows. I'd rather stay at home than venture outside in the rain tho! Winter is the most comfortable time for me, really. I hate the summer! I love the cold and end of the year is my favorite time! (3/4)

Now questions! Have you read any other mxtx works? Also, if you could change one thing is mdzs, what would it be? Do you have any post canon wangxian headcanons? Oooh, what's your favorite wangxian moment in CQL? General questions- do you celebrate Christmas? If you do, are you excited and how do you celebrate? Do you drink coffee or tea or neither or something else? What other shows have you watched except CQL this year? Aight, that's so many questions haha. (4/4) See you soon- 🐰

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Heyyyy my dear bunny! I missed ya! But don’t worry, life gets busy sometimes, so take all the time you need <3

Whoahhhh so cool that you can eat intensely spicy food!! I am trying to get used to spicy stuff, but I got a looong way to go haha I detect every gain of pepper or chili or whatever so I am only making slow progress, but I do enjoy spice - up to the level I can take without ending up all red and teary-eyed haha I enjoy good food a lot, too. I like to have some variation so I’d probably be unhappy if I had to only ever eat the Lan cuisine, too hahaha

Ohhhh arranged marriage, people keep recommending it to me - I shoudl really give it a go at some point! Any good fics you wanna recommend? And omggg sad endings!!! Whoah, I bow to you! I’s always pick a happy ending but then again the ending has to fit the need of the story, so I suppose if a happy ending would feel forced then pls gimme a sad one, perhaps even one we can all learn from And yessss, there are so many amazing characters in MDZS I totally get why you’d wanna read about them!! <3

Ah Sangcheng! It’s quite the popular ship I feel. I think it’s cute and a close friend of mine really loves them, too. I bet they’d be excited if I got into that ship as well haha What do you love about Sangcheng? (sell it to meh hahaha, get me hooked) JINGYI!! Yes, he’d the spice we need in the junior fics! He is just so much fun! I think all of them together make such a perfect and well-balanced mix! Perf flavour hahaha What’s it with all the food references here. Am I mildly thinking about food again? Whaaaat Ohhhh Indian!!! (here we go again w the food hahaha) Damn I love Indian food! I cant take the spice so I always go for the noob dished, but they are amazing,t oo! What makes you hate the summer? Do you dislike sweating? You make it sound so cozy ahhh, I am happy we get to spend your fav season together, then, my dear bunny!! I love these timeless days between christmas and the beginning of the new year. It feels like everything is catching its breath and makes whatever you can think of become a bit more possibe

MXTX-related Questions

So far I haven’t read any other works of MXTX, but I think I wanna get to the one with the demonic guy in red and the white soft one next. What was it called? Heaven something? Now TMI tells me ‘City of Heavenly Fire’ which is absolutely not helpful. Uhm.. I could look it up, but then u wouldn’t witness my absolutely entertaining struggle of trying to make my brain work. The Scumbag Self Serving System (did I get that one right) is the first novel if I am correct. And then there is the Heavenly Helper... No... uhm Mysteries of Heaven... Heaven’s Helping Hand... I don’t think it’s getting any better here. I even watched the Donghua trailer wtf why can’t I remember hahaha... Voices of Heaven (that sounds like an American Singing Contest) Okay... imma look it up now.  HEAVEN’S OFFICIAL BLESSING! that one. I was so close Have you read any other works? <3

If I could change one thing in MDZS, what would it be? I would want for XXC and XY to not die, thank you. But then again how about non of my baes die? Okay, lemme try again, to get an impressive and seemingly deep reply... Have Meng Yao realise what kind of a horrible butt his dad is early enough to prevent most of the bad things that happen. I am not sure - but what’s your idea on this one?

My favourite WangXian moment? In CQL it’s the one where they are both at the Cloud Recesses, watching the snowflakes dance through the air. Their bond feels so deep there! Or the one where they are at the lantern thing and WWX get’s LWJ the bunny lantern. Just... the pure happiness. Or the one where they are bold husbands and run away from Carp Tower. Is it even humanly possible to pick just one moment?? Which one is it for you?

General Questions

Do I celebrate Xmas? Yes, I do! I go to my mom’s place for Xmas, where we have dinner and then her boyfriend puts on his super old, super old and worn-out Santa clothes (which is very endearing, cause he is always having the time of his life). Then he hands us our presents which are gathered under the decorated Xmas tree and we have to cite a poem or sing to earn each present. Afterwards we all unpack together, excitedly thanking each other, have dessert and then watch a movie or a video of our past christmasses someone put together It’s all very wholesome. How about you?

Coffee, tea or something else? I like Moccachino, cause it’s an amazing hybrid of coffee and cocoa!! It’s best with coconut milk! That kind of coffee makes me feel all cozy and comfy, but I handle it like a treat. I only drink one, while a close friend of mine drinks several cups of milky coffee a day. I also love cocoa, but I drink it like others drink espresso. I tiny highly concentrated cup. No more. Like a shot of chocolate hahaha I don’t have much of a sweet tooth, but sometimes I crave it. As for tea, I looove herbal tea! Peppermint and Fennel Caraway Anise are amazing. Also freshly brewed ginger tea. And green tea with jasmine/flower blossoms or white tea. Big love for these. All of which without sugar so the flavour comes out to speak of its very own beauty I also like mate tea to keep me awake! Otherwise I love water or - omg - freshly pressed apple juice! The! best! Try it if you aren’t allergic! AHHHH that is honestly THE TREAT for me. Rare treat. I don’t even have it once a year. More like every four years or so. But dang. The. best. How about you? <3

Which shows have I watched this year? Many. Lots of cooking shows (on Netflix), cause, you know, food. xD By now I probably know almost all of them. There was a time when I was thoroughly up to date with ALL cooking shows on Netflix. One of my big dreams is being wealthy enough to hire a cook. To cook for me every day. Yes, yes. Otherwise lots of Asian shows. I can recommend:

Hotel Del Luna (omg, do urself a favour, judging from what I know about your taste I think you will like it a lot) also The King Eternal Monarch (good one, very good one)

I also watched Eternal Love and Eternal Love The Pillowbook, which were okay, but they aren’t my favourites Cinderella and the Four Knights was sweet Accidentally in Love was fun but has some major plot holes in my opinion I enjoyed She-Ra Who Are You moved me quite a bit ahhhh Extraordinary You was quite the ride, too!

What are your 2020 shows?

[sleepineskpop]

alphabet tag

i copied this from @sandroila heh. no one prob gives a shit but whateva.

a // age: 29 ._.

b // birthplace: Sweden

c // current time: 17:48

d // drink you had last: Moccachino :3 (from my coffee machine)

e // easiest person to talk to: Me, myself and i

f // favourite songs: overall~ songs from BTS, NCT & TAEMIN

g // grossest memory: hmmmm...i can only think of like, dirty dishes xD

h // horror yes or horror no: HORROR YES !!! LOVE HORROR.

i // in love: *cough*Jimin*cough*

j // jealous of people: yes very often lol

k // kids of your own someday: highly unlikely.

l // love at first sight or should i walk by again: walk by few times (i’m picky)

m // middle name: nope

n // number of siblings: 0

o // one wish: a money tree

p // person you last called: acquaintance

q // question you’re always asked: How u doing?

r // random fact about you: i’m 173cm

 s // song you last sang: uhh sang u say? i...don’t remember

t // time you woke up: 12:00 

u // underwear colour: color of my soul.

v // vacation destination: Tokyo

w // worst habit: being dirty e.e

x // x-rays: look scary

y // your favourite food: authentic japanese ramen & onigiri & taiyaki

z // zodiac sign: sagittarius

[johnlocklives]

Behind The Counter

• a very short fluff story to satisfy my little gay heart

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         The smell of freshly ground coffee beans lingers in the air and spins around in invisible spirals, attacking the visitors‘ senses. Fake leather couches and simple IKEA furniture try desperately to beat over this smell with their own but it’s in vain. They will never win.

         Snowflakes fly wildly outside and battle for dominance on the window next to which I’m sitting. It looks like they want to attack me for no reason whatsoever; maybe they want to get to me and deliver a secret message; maybe they want to envelope me in their cold but soft embrace and not let go.

         I’d accept both options.

         But for now, I am not only entirely under the spell of this comfortable couch and a fluffy blanket that’s thrown over it, but also utterly, irreversibly captivated by deep brown eyes that, despite glancing in my direction maybe once or twice, have burnt into my soul with such an intensity that cannot be described by any human being.

         I should explain.

         Yesterday I discovered an entirely new coffee shop in my uni town, which is why the following day I packed my stuff and went in there to explore a bit. What hit me in the face was a Victorian-like café; but that was nothing compared to the magical creature I saw behind the counter.

         I say creature because no human being could possibly be as magnificent as the girl currently polishing a coffee glass with a dish towel.

         I stood there for what felt like an eternity, silently observing the oval face framed by black hair cut in a pixie style. Her red-and-blue flannel shirt was adorably big for her but damn if it didn’t look good!

          When her eyes met mine and she smiled sweetly before asking me what it was that I wanted, it took me a couple of seconds to get myself together enough to stutter out the first beverage I saw on the signboard above.

         Which is why I’m currently sitting at a table right oppossite the counter with a pumpkin spice latte.

         I hate pumpkin spice.

         My German textbook is desperately trying to catch my attention and I feel a bit guilty for ignoring it completely. My eyes are constantly drawn to the lovely barista, to the curve of her lips, the depth of her eyes and the way her hands cradle gently the fragile glassware. I wonder how those hands would feel if they cradled my head.

         Okay mister, stop right here. She’s way out of your league. I thought you’ve learned your lesson by now?

         ......you might be right but I’m choosing to ignore you, for now.

         ...as you wish.

         I finish the coffee (ugh!) and get up to pay. I proceed not to go to the ground when I go absurdly weak in my knees the moment she flashes me a smile and I manage to get out of the café without embarassing myself any further.

         I can’t come back here. Ever.

         No. That’s such a lie.

        I absolutely have to come back.

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         I become a regular here. The couch I learned to think of as ‚mine‘ welcomes me every time with a soft huff. The barista – I found out her name is Silke – is present every single day. She is an open and cheerful person; I saw her once whistling an unfamiliar but pleasant sounding tune while preparing a moccachino and when she turned around unexpectedly and caught me staring, my face sported a red colour brighter than the jumper I was wearing. My German textbook laying unopened on the table laughed at me. What a spiteful creature!

         Silke’s eyes are the ones that bring me peace during dark nights after one of my nightmares. Imagining her calming voice when she once spoke to a terrified child who got lost is the only thing that can bring me from a verge of a panic attack to a state of calmness. Where once was a deep black hole filled with despair is now her bright presence.

         Is this what being in love feels like, I wonder? The voice in my head laughs. I ignore it, once again.

         One day, all changes.

         Along with my coffee I also receive a small saucer with a piece of a honey cake. I look up, confused – I didn’t order any desserts. Silke just smiles and tells me it’s on the house, then bloody winks at me and leaves. I would be lying if I said my heart didn’t skip a couple of beats.

        The cake has a small chocolate heart on top. I don’t find the courage to ponder if it means something.

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         ���You‘ve cut your hair.‘

         It’s so unexpected that my hand twitches and before I know it, my coffee is spilled on the table. My textbook as well as my phone got out of this unharmed, thank god. I get up, apologising frantically and trying to clean the mess with paper tissues. She just laughs quietly and brings me a dish towel while telling me it’s alright and trying to take the blame because apparently she should’ve predicted I’d get startled. I’ll have none of this; it’s not her fault I’m a walking trashcan. Gosh, she must think me a complete idiot.

         Apparently not because she reappears a second later with a fresh new cup of coffee on a wooden tray, sets it on my table and....is it just me or is she hurrying away faster than usually? Well, now you’ve done it, you scared her away. Stupid. Stupid!

         I’m all ready to leave this place with the determination to never ever come back again when I notice a small piece of paper sticking from under the cup. It’s slightly pink and looks like torn out of a notebook.

         All it says is ‚Just wanted to tell you you look incredibly cute ;)‘

         Oh dear God, sweet Mary and Jesus.

         It takes all my willpower not to react in any visible way even though my breath hitches and my legs feel like made of jelly all of sudden. I reread the note over and over until I am undeniably convinced it says what I think it does.

         I never thought something like this would happen. Yes, I get called beautiful and cute sometimes but mostly by bold men who should be minding their own business. They see just a piece of meat to be consumed, hence I refuse to accept their compliments.  With girls, however, it is quite different; I know it’s coming from the heart and I know it’s genuine. No sick games behind it, just a wish to deliver this message to another girl and  make her day brighter.

         I didn’t notice how much time flies and before I know it, there are 5 minutes left before my next class begins. I finish the drink quickly, ignoring the way the still hot liquid burns, and go to pay. And, well, you might’ve noticed I’m a bit of a shy weirdo when it comes to girls but truth is I can get flirty as well. Which is why I look into her eyes and flash her a wonderful smile right before leaving, the small note clutched tightly in my left hand.

        I’m in such a hurry that I don’t notice my textbook still lying on the table.

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         Please be open, please be open, please be open, I chant as I’m approaching the coffee shop. The weather has decided to turn absolutely monstrous in the last two hours – snowflakes icy and sharp, attacking my face; wind so strong the trees are crying under the brutal force. It seems like the wind itself wants to push me into safety the café offers and protect me from the havoc outside.

         Open. Thank heavens.

          I burst in, my glasses fogged and my hair dishevelled; the weather has done a magnificent job of making me look like a bit of a madman. My eyes go first to the coffee table I sat at a couple of hours ago.

         The book isn’t there.

         ‚I think you’re looking for this.‘

         I turn in the direction of the familiar voice. Silke’s eyes seem darker than usual, the brown irises almost entirely hidden by black pupils blown wide. Surely the consequence of the poor lighting; I mean, it’s already dark outside.

         In her hands, my book. It sure looks content in there, looking awfully proud of itself for bringing me back here.

         I take it cautiously and thank Silke for keeping it for me. There’s something......something in her eyes. It looks like she wants to say something.

         And she does.

         ‚Won’t you stay, for a while? I mean, the wind’s gone bonkers outside and I bet you must be freezing, if your red nose and fingers are anything to go by.‘

         And I do.

         It’s only at home when I notice a pink note peering out from the book. It reads Date tomorrow, 7pm? ;)

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         Warm, comfortable and happy. That’s how I feel when I wake up in the middle of the night. I’m not alone, though; Silke’s here with me, spooning me from behind, her hand laying gently on my tummy, her legs tangled with mine under the covers. She’s deeply asleep, I can tell. Her rosy lips are resting  on the nape of my neck, warming it with hot puffs of breath, just a short distance away from  a small hickey she left there couple of hours ago. I can’t say I’m complaining.

         For the first time in maybe forever, I feel as content as a woman can be.

         This date’s turned out rather well, I’d say.

[alittleranting]

Barista in Love (8/13)

Chapter 8

~Time warp~

The last two weeks were stressful. Chanhyuk was ill so you and Ailee were alone. The cafe was unusual crowded and you were exhausted. Jae kind of still lived with you although he had his apartment. OK technicly it wasn't his because he still hadn't talked to Mrs. Yoon although the contract was signed. Nobody complained so you let it slide. You got into a routine, when both of you were home you just set on your sofa at the end of the day, reflect your day and watch TV while cuddling. It became a habit pretty fast that you laid there together with your legs tangled and your head resting on his chest. It started with your head on his shoulder, than his head on your lap and it kind of got to this point. You wouldn't complain.

Now it was Friday, 2pm and you just had your break. It would be another 3 hours before you could go home. But you weren't that excited for the weekend because you couldn't relax. Tomorrow you had your date with Hoseok and you were more than just nervous. On sunday Brian and his kind of stepdad would come and deliver the furniture that Jae bought for 500€. A small dinning table and 3 chairs, a night stand, a bed and an old but good looking sofa. It would be enough for the beginning. Also you planed to go and buy a mattress today. It would be the same one you have beause Jae says he likes it. Why he even knows that? Because he actualy sleeps in your bed now. You two are really good friends by know and you felt bad that he had to sleep on your sofa. Everyone has is own side and you don't cuddle while you sleep or something like that but in the end you share the bed and you definitly wouldn't complain about that.

30 Minutes before your shift was over Jae came into the café.

"Hi [Y/N], I wanted to pick you up."

"That's nice, I'm almost done here. Do you want to drink something while you wait?"

"Sure, how about a moccachino again?"

"Haha sure." You make him his coffee and hand it to him.

"How much?"

"It's on me." You wink and watch him act shy while he smiles. He settles into one of the chairs.

You're done for today and go change in the employees room. As you walk out you catch Jae looking at you intensly.

"Do you like what you see?" You ask jokingly, although he denies it his reaction says everything.

           "And how are we going to get the mattress?"

"Don't worry, I borrowed Hoseok's car."

"Oh nice, let's go then." You drove to your destination and jammed the whole time to some tracks on the radio. It was pretty fun. You had luck the model Jae wanted was still there and not even expensive. Furthermore it was one of those which are compressed and roled so it was no problem fitting it into the car. Back home Jae wanted to bring Hoseok the car so you said you could carry the mattress by yourself, it wasn't that heavy. You got into the elevator and were proud because you're a strong and independent woman who can do things by herself. But you probably praised yourself to high. Just as you wanted to pick the mattress up again your grip wasn't tight enough so you let it fall und stumble over it. You sit on the floor and rub your arm on which you had fallen.

"Motherfucking stupid bitch mattress, what's your god damn problem?" The mattress obviously didn't answer but the elevator kept slamming against it because someone called it but the doors weren't able to close. Soon you hear footsteps. The person was probably tired of waiting and just took the stairs.

"[Y/N], are you ok?" You heared someone ask. You didn't regonize the voice and wonder who it was and why he knew your name. You were a little shock when you face Dowoon who looks conserned at you.

"Ye-yes everythings ok, thanks for asking." He hold his hand to you and helps you up. He took the mattress and starts walking to your apartment. You let him in and he plops it down and leans it against the wall.

"Thank you. And... I- I like your voice it's soft and soothing. You should talk more often. If you want even just with me." You smiled wide and hoped that you didn't go to far but you got rewarded for being straight forward.

"Maybe." It wasn't much, but he spoke to you and then just left you alone. You sat down on the sofa and take some deep breaths against the pain. It would probably bruse but you weren't really injured. Like so often the past weeks your ringing phone woke you up and in addition someone rapidly knocked on your door. You hadn't fully understood that you had fall asleep when you take your phone.

"Hello?" you asked  while simultaniously opening the door. You hung up.

"Oh hi Jae."

"Hi... It would be easier if you hadn't took the mattress in here. Because I'm not willed to sleep on the floor a second time."

"I'm sorry Jae, here it is." You point on the plastic covered role that stood in the corner. Jae graped it and left. Maybe he actually is mad. Now that you think about it, you probably should give him your spare key. You wanted to do it immidiatly but you weren't sure if it was the right time. You decide to wait till tomorrow.

You stood in front of your closet and thought about an outfit to wear to your date. You couldn't make up your mind and in addition you desperatly wanted to hear Jae's opinion on your clothes so you also had to postpone it to tomorrow.

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You hadn't seen Jae the whole day. You were so used to have him around that it was weird being alone again. It was  already 2pm so you got over to him and knocked.

"What do you want?"

"Ähm.. I wanted to know if you want to go out and grap some food. I'm pretty hungry."

"No, I already ate."

"Oh ok... Is something wrong? Are you still mad because yesterday?"

"No, everythings fine." You murmer a silent 'Doesn't sound like it' but you didn't want to push him so you ignore his tone.

"Ok, would you at least help me pick an outfit for my date?" Jae groaned but agrees. Together you go back into you apartment and you sat him down on the edge of your bed. While you pile your clothes on the floor you show him several options.

"Do you have a favorit?"

"Don't know... Maybe you should actually try them on instead of just laying them out on the bed."

"Good point." You took you shirt off and slip into a dress. Then you unbuckel your pants and slid them down. Jae eyes you wide eyed.

"What? You already saw me in my bra, you look at me as if I'm naked." You chuckel.

"So do you like it?"

"Isn't it a little to short and sexy?" He actually sounds conserned.

"Shouldn't I show off what I got?" Jae's eyes darkened.

"I said it's to sexy. Wear something else." His raced voice lets you shiver.

"Ok ok..." You change into a puffy skirt and a cute shirt.

"Better?"

"Spin around." You do as demanded and you earn a smile from Jae which makes you happy. He whispers a 'perfect' which causes your checks to show a hint of pink.

           You get into the bathroom and change your clothes. Carefully arrenging your outfit on a hanger. As you leave the room you can see through the open bedroom door that Jae still sits at the exact same spot staring into space. You approach him and even as you stood beside him he didn't react you crouch infront of him and lay your hands on his tights.

"Jae, you're sure everything is ok?" He abruptly stoods up causing you to fall on your ass. You weren't in pain just in shock. He looked like he wanted to help you and say something but he shook is head and left you on the ground. You were sad, to be honest you weren't even sure what just happend. Your sadness turnt into anger pretty fast. If he didn't want to talk to you fine, nether would you talk to him. You were still hungry as fuck so you graped some ramen and cooked it. The silence around you was unberable but the TV as a background noise would annoy you and you were just to lazy to get up and get your phone to play some music. You had to admit you just wanted to have a conversation with someone. Prefered with Jae... But you're to proud to apologize first; mainly because you don't even know for what. Lost in your thought time went by fast. Hoseok would be there soon so you got ready. After the hot shower you felt better. You felt pretty. You really liked your outfit and your makeup was cute. You put your key, phone and wallet in your purse and walk out. Jae stood in the hallway but you avoid to look at him so you didn't realize he actually walked past you. But past you were just your apartment because you hadn't moved a centimeter. As you look behind you your apartment door was closed.. Jae was inside there.. Why was he there? Dispite your kind of fight you didn't care, it kind of was his apartment too. You go downstairs and wait for Hoseok.

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(Jae's POV)

If you couldn't talk to her you at least wanted to be in her apartment. It smelled like her and you liked it because it felt like home. You got nothing to do so you just went into the bedroom and laid down. You wanted to sleep a little bit but your guilty thoughts kept you up. You should definitly talk to her but it was embarrassing... On the other hand you just couldn't act like the asshole you were today. You really need to confess.

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([Y/N]'s POV)

Hoseok brought you into a fancy looking restaurant. It wasn't expensiv but the interior looked amazing. You liked it and began to relax.

"It's so nice here. I can't believe I've never been here."

"It's my special place. I always take Haru here. She loves it."

"I totally see why." Hoseok walks you to a table outside it was a muggy evening and the little space was full of fairy lights and plants. The air smelled sweet because of the roses which decorate each table. You took a seat and studied the menu eagerly. Despite the ramen you hadn't ate anything and you felt like starving. You hear Hoseok giggel as you look up you see that he observed your behavior.

"You seem hungry."

"Yes, sorry, I could probably eat anything on the menu."

"Don't be shy, eat as much as you want. I invite you."

"That's nice but you don't have to."

"But I really really want to." He smiles at you with heart eyes. Once again you have to admit that he is very handsome. You two order some food and non-alcoholic drinks. You didn't want to drink alone when Hoseok is going to drive. While you wait for the food you have some basic chit-chats about one another to get to know each other but suddenly you spit out:

"Say, does Haru not like me?" He looks genuinely suprised.

"Mh.. I don't know. Why do you think that?"

"She seemed angry with me the last time we met and I don't know why."

"When I told her that we're going on a date she was very happy and wished me look. I don't think that she doesn't like you. Maybe it was just something in that moment. Don't think about it to much. If it's really bothering you, you could ask her when you see her again."

"OK, if you say so it's going to be fine." You go back to your previous talk and share some embarrassing moments from your youth while you ate. You had a good time and you're curious what the future would bring. As said Hoseok paid and you walk out of the restaurant and to his car. He drove to his parents house. You'd decided that he would walk you home to enjoy the chilly night air. Before you go you got inside and rushed to use the bathroom again. As you leave the small room you spot a picture at the wall. Last time you couldn't see it because Hoseok stood infront of it. Shown was Haru's semester. You spotted Jae, even Dowoon, Brian and some other people you only knew sketchily like Jooheon, Taehyung and the sisters Dahyun and Chaeyoung. Finally you spotted Haru and next to her stood a guy who looked at her intensly. You were pretty sure that had to be Sungjin. Hoseok called for you so you made your way outside the house and excused yourself for taking so long. After a while you got close to a playground, the exsact same playground you grew up with. At the little playground that seemed to be every kids childhood memorie you stopped - not only to be nostalgic but you spotted someone. It was the guy from the picture. It was a very small playground but as a kid it was a treasure in the busy jungle called Soule. It was great to have that little save outdoor space were all of you could play and have a joyful time. But now.. now you saw Haru and Brian on the swings laughing together. They had a great time on the other side of the fence again stood Sungjin with some other guy. You weren't sure but guessed that it could be his bestfriend Wonpil. Sungjin looked heart broken and although you didn't knew him you felt very sorry for him. You asked yourself if he ever told Haru what he feels. Did she reject him? Or maybe he is just a silent admirer.

"Are you listening?" You snap out and look at Hoseok.

"Sorry I was lost in my thoughts."

"I see. But it answers my question. I wanted to know if you played here too as a kid. It was nice."

"Yes that's true."

"Come let's go. If I have to hear my sister flirt with him one more time I'm going to vomit." You laugh and playfuly hit his arm.

"Let her be happy." You hook your arm under his and start walking again. When you got to your apartment you ask him if he wanted to come in and he said yes. In the elevator it was silent but not awkward. You were pretty tired, just wanted to drink a tea with him and then go to bed but you notice that Hoseok had other plans. As you wanted to put the key in the lock you hear him:

"[Y/N]?"

"Yes?" You turn around and as an answer you feel his lips on yours. He slung his arms around you but you didn't move. Realization hit you as you could only thing about the fact that you didn't like him in that way. Probably because he didn't get a reaction from you he slightly slams you against the door and trys to deepen the kiss. Before you can break the kiss to talk to him you stumble backwards because Jae opens the door.

"Jae? What are you doing here?" You were just as suprised as Hoseok.

"Oh nothing seems like I'm disturbing." He walked to his apartment and disappears behind the door. Your mouth was agap you didn't know what to say. Hoseok shrugged his shoulders and leant in for another kiss but you stopped him.

"Hoseok I'm sorry. I like you but not like that. It doesn't feel right to kiss you."

"Oh.. ok. I- I'm sorry. I..." He just leaves. You wanted to say something but didn't stop him. You felt terrible for breaking his heart but your heart already belongs to someone else. You know that now. You go over to Jae's door and knock. One. Two. Three. Four. Five time.. He doesn't open it. You go back and get undressed you remove your makeup and get into something comfortable. You go to bed but before you go to sleep you write Jae a message.