Jimin is frozen.

He's pretty sure he lost control of every single command for his body because he can't even move a muscle. Maybe he blinks but shit, even his fingertips began to feel as though it's been shoved into a stupid freezer for years.

He knew a day would come that this would happen, but most definitely not today.

Right in front of him, with a button up white t-shirt and black apron on, along with a name tag of a familiar name printed on it;
stands none other than Kim Taehyung.

To cut it more short, Jimin's ex-boyfriend.

And to his complete luck, the heavy breathing behind him came from another familiar male dressed in jeans and a loose silk blouse, staring between the two boys with lips parted.

Jeon Jeongguk.

Well isn't this a splendid reunion after all.

Having both of them here, in the same place, the three breathing in the same air only raised a bit of unease for Jimin.

After all, they didn't end so well so to say.

"Jimin," Taehyung manages to whisper under his breath, the clear speechless expression printed there with no business of it coming off, but of course he called his name for a purpose, "Um.... Order, what would you like t-to order?"

Jimin couldn't even hear his fucking stuttering and focused more on how his voice got deeper, more like a dip of honey into the ocean. Sure, Jimin has seen him around but it's different from afar to up close.

It's so different.

"Mocha latte with extra espresso," The sound of Jeongguk's voice was like guitar strings strumming down Jimin's spine, feeling his cheeks blush when he felt Jeongguk's eyes to the side of his head, "Right?"

He still remembers.....

Still unable to form sentences, Jimin only nods stiffly, tugging the hood more over his head in hopes to hide his red face. Taehyung was almost drifting from paralysis to conscious, but when Jeongguk answered for Jimin he only hums and places the order down.

"Somethings hasn't changed," He mutters under his breath and looks back to Jimin, much more composed now, "Anything else?"

The way Jimin's hands are shaking is definitely not something that looks healthy. They're sweating now and no matter how much he rubbed his palms against his jeans, it wouldn't stop.

Oh great.

So very weak and in almost a squeak, Jimin give him Kai and Taemin's orders. Taehyung typed the orders down on the tablet without looking up, yet Jeongguk's eyes are still intently gazing between him and Jimin.

This is the first time they've literally been this close in person.

And it feels so....... Odd.

Not like the emotional wreck they were when they last spoken to each other.

Still left in a daze but much more aware, Jimin gives the money to Taehyung, to which he waves off and nods his head to the side.

"Go, on the house," And he glances at Jeongguk, "You too, move aside."

Wait what?

For free?

What-

"But I didn't say my order-"

"Vanilla latte with a swirl of caramel and extra cream?"

Jeongguk's lips parted, all of his facial features softening while Taehyung glances between the two with a much more stern expression.

When Jeongguk didn't answer, Taehyung knew he was right and proceed to motion them to the side to attend the other costumers.

Meanwhile Jimin and Jeongguk remained with a parted distance side by side, wandering gazes anywhere else but at each other. The tension bubbling up was so obvious that anyone that would even stand beside them would shuffle uncomfortably or move away, yet neither of the two did.

Not until another worker called for their order, to which Jimin got his stuff and practically sprinted away before things were forced to be said.

And he had nothing to talk about with the two anymore.

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A/N:
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Wow.......

It's strange writing a Vminkook story like this since in most of my Vminkook stories they're really close, or they gradually get closer.

Well definitely something new to write haha

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