Greetings, loves!

I couldn't post last week because I had to give myself a break, the past few days were really busy for me so I had to rest up for that, and I hope it won't be as hectic now that the week is pretty much over for me.

Enjoy!

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The day at Seokjin's workplace inched by slowly as hours felt like days and customers that were previously flooding in were now beginning to empty out of the pastry shop.

As well as the afternoon starting to shift into night, his trio of friends came over as soon as they were allowed to be, with Jimin rushing through the door to join the pair who were already squished into a booth in the corner of the room.

Customers entering the store became that of a snail's pace, and eventually the only person left in the store besides Jin and his three confidants was an old woman that was huddled up in her mystery novel while she would occasionally sneak a sip from her mug of coffee.

Since service was practically nothing and the elderly woman already paid for her purchases, Seokjin let his tired body glide into the opposite side of the booth his three friends were cooped up in while they read from notebooks and ate slices of honey-glazed peach cake the cafe was serving for that day.

A throaty hum exited Seokjin's lips as he settled into his seat, stretching his arms over his head before leaning his chin on the palm of his right hand. "So, how was everyone's day?"

"I felt like shit, as usual." Taehyung grumbled, shoving a forkful of the sweet and sticky dessert into his mouth before melting it against the grate of his teeth. "My literature professor is such a bitch with how I have to wake up early for a class that I'm required to take yet I hate with all of my fucking being."

"Oh, we all can relate to you there, darling. My science instructor apparently thought that my brain would function its best sorting out chemistry problems at seven in the morning. Well, truth be told, it fucking doesn't." Jimin replied swiftly afterwards, scribbling something messily in his notes before crossing it out seconds following it.

Jungkook snorted at the comment from the right side of him, tapping his teeth against the fork in his mouth while he thought out the answer to a problem in his homework. "And get this, my math professor knows I suck ass with equations, but nine times out of ten whenever he asks a question to the class, he'll pick me to answer. I'm aware that he just wants me to flourish in my learning, but like, I don't want to look like a dumb ass at the same time. No wonder I'm never satisfied no matter how much sex I receive."

Taehyung and Jimin began to chuckle teasingly at the last sentence of his rant, Jimin speaking up into the silence after that, "Sex? Aw, sweetie, why can't you just admit that you're an all-hole virgin?"

"Um, because I'm not," Jungkook shot back with a bit of offense to his normally calm tone, swallowing with a bit of shame as he fluttered his eyelashes down at his formula worksheet. "Besides, why can't you just admit you're a small-dicked whore with nothing better to do but unzip your pants?"

Taehyung giggled whilst sat at the end of the booth, kneeling his head down into his papers as his silent laughter overtook him, Seokjin biting his lip as he tried to hide his smile at his reaction. "Oh shit, shots have been fired."

"Small-dicked? Wow, babe, do I have to accidentally send you one of my dick pics again just so you can get some sense through your head? The last time I did that, you sent me a picture of you holding a bottle of bleach to cleanse your dirtied soul with." Jimin added with his explanation, reaching between them and the top of the seat to card his fingers through Jungkook's hair and scratch at his scalp, Jungkook not being able to help but to laugh briskly and lean into the sign of affection.

Jungkook nodded with agreement, closing his eyes with a silent groan when Jimin's fingernails nuzzled deeper into the sweet itch he was craving. "Exactly, hyung-ah, and I downed it like a fine shot of whiskey on a summer's day."

They all laughed at the youngest's remark. Since they had known each other for so long, even before college, it was no surprise that there had been some happenings since then, nude pictures accidentally and not-so accidentally being sent being one of them.

"Not gonna lie, Jimin, I wasn't exactly complaining about the fact that you sent me a photo of you without clothes. You were quite the inspiration for my art class that one time," Taehyung said shamelessly as he finished off his piece of cake, although a hint of pink came dusting across his tan cheeks when Jimin sent a sly smirk towards him that meant nothing but mischief and a careful hand came down to squeeze the jut of his knee before a little snicker exited the other's lips.

A small laugh made by Jungkook rang through their ears and the two turned to him in curiosity, "Ah, that makes sense for why you always had a boner whenever I came into your workroom to give you food for dinner."

Taehyung gasped and hit his bicep lightly at the falsehood spoken from his mouth, but decided to play along when he couldn't keep the mirth from behind his teeth anymore. "I fucking know, right? The struggles of being an art major."

Everyone's chatter and smiles dimmed down after a while and the four of them resumed to their previous activities, with Jin now on his phone and the old woman who was previously sat at a table now no where to be found as she left with her novel grasped in hand. 

The eldest of the boys was just about to pop his headphones in to listen to a video when the chimes above the door rang out and a hooded man came to the front and sat at the bar counter. A sigh left his mouth as he rose from the booth in order to serve the customer, "Gotta love those people who come in just before closing time, am I right?"

Muted chuckles came from the boys in the booth across from him once he began his trek to the front and slugged himself his way to the cash register and to where the man was seated. "Good evening, sir, how may I help you?"

The man's head was downturned with the black sweatshirt he was wearing making a shadow cloud his features that were already indecipherable, but Seokjin nodded mindlessly when a barely audible murmur left the male's lips. "I-I'll have a green tea with a raspberry scone, please."

"No problem," Jin murmured back at the figure before setting to work with brewing a steaming hot cup of the tea and retrieving one of the scones from the container to place on the plate next to it. Once that was accomplished, he calculated the purchase total by putting in all of prices for his selected items, "The amount due is show on that screen in front of you."

The man's head became even more downcast as he fished around for his wallet that was beneath the oversized jumper and in the pocket of his jeans, retrieving a bill to pay for the amount and handing it to Jin with a small 'thank you' leaving his breath.

"Enjoy your food," Seokjin smiled in return and walked back to where his friends sat while his new customer ate quietly, slouching down into his spot.

Apparently a conversation had sprung about while he was gone because Jungkook was complaining in the whiny tone that always convinced his hyungs to get what he wanted. "Just saying, if I'm an all-hole virgin, Taehyung should be included as well since he hasn't gotten anal besides the vibrator in his shoe box of masturbation wonders."

"I'm a virgin when it comes to that, of course, but you're still a bit amateur when it comes to the topic of experiencing it," Taehyung answered quickly to the younger's pout, his tongue practically lashing in his mouth as he spoke.

"Still a bit amateur? Well, I apologize I don't drop to my knees in the town square so that I can act like my mouth is a collection bin for an oral sex donation fund," Jungkook retorted with wit to his tone and Jimin couldn't but doubling over with hysterics.

Between smiles, Jin kept on looking back at his customer, who now actually could be seen a bit better since he had his hood down. When the man at the counter set his plate down and began to fidget with the edges of his sleeves, Seokjin stood up to bid him goodbye and to collect the dishes.

Once he arrived there, the stranger was on his phone, scrolling through his twitter feed as he hummed a small tune in his head, looking up when Jin appeared in front of him and time came to a halting stop for the man when a dimpled smile came into view. "Thank you so much, sir, I really enjoyed the pastries, so I'll have to come by again when I have the chance."

The man waved goodbye and Seokjin said a weak 'good night' after him, his friends' eyes turning wide as he passed their table.

"K-Kim Namjoon," Seokjin whispered, a stricken gasp of surprise riveting his body. 

"Holy fucking shit."

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Hello, everyone!

I'm so happy I could get to them meeting in this chapter, I was having so much fun with the dialogue, as per usual.

I hope you enjoyed reading this because I loved writing it for you

Have a lovely day/night because you make the world turn

Love you~