chapter 05

What the hell! Are they crazy or something they assigned 20 guards just to look after my room's window in case I don't run away by jumping from this high ahh I should get some sleep"

Next morning at 7:30 a.m. The sun, creeping steadily across the sky, sent a slow river of light pouring into the room, and when it touched him, it was as though the entire world had brightened. His face, half-buried in the soft folds of the pillow, caught the golden sheen and reflected it back with a kind of sleepy radiance. Each breath he took seemed stitched to the lazy rhythm of the morning, and in the hush that followed, he looked impossibly untouched, as if he belonged not to the day that was beginning, but to something older, something eternal.

He saw the time "Shia I swear I will whoop that chimmy's ass for god's sake wait he should be whooping my beautiful ass right I am getting late fuck" saying this he ran to washroom. Half an hour later, he got ready and ran downstairs and took the car keys before he could do something a voice made him flinch and he held the end of his t-shirt. "Where are you going sweetheart are you not going to greet your uncle darling" he said in a deep and rough tone which meant danger! That his oldest uncle, Kim Rae-lan who never got married saying he is uninterested. Taehyung closed his eyes and took a deep breath and said "I'm getting late Mr kim, excuse me" saying he ran to his car and drove away.

"No no no no why w-why is he here I can't escape ahhh" stopped his car and wiped his tears and drank some water. He reached the airport, he saw Jimin and smiled at him while on their way something stuck in his mind "I have opened a new Cafe in Seoul, Dream Blue". He changed his route and drove to the newly opened cafe Dream Blue.

The moment he entered, the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee wrapped around him. The café wasn't crowded yet. Soft music drifted through the air while sunlight streamed through the large glass windows, painting golden patterns across the wooden floor.

Taehyung's eyes wandered around the café.

Simple.

Comfortable.

Warm.

For the first time since returning to Seoul, he felt like he could breathe.

"Welcome to Dream Blue."

The familiar voice made his heart skip.

His head snapped toward the counter.

There he was.

The stranger from that night.

Selv.

No.

Not Selv.

The man stood behind the counter wearing a black apron over a fitted white shirt with the sleeves rolled neatly to his elbows. His dark hair was pushed back from his forehead, revealing sharp features that somehow looked both intimidating and comforting at the same time.

For a moment, Taehyung simply stared.

"So this is what he looks like..."

The thought escaped before he could stop it.

Jungkook froze.

The voice.

He knew that voice.

The long-haired runaway.

The sleeping beauty who had occupied his thoughts all night.

Their eyes met.

And suddenly neither of them knew what to say.

Taehyung felt heat crawl up his neck.

Jungkook felt his lips twitch into an amused smile.