I wondered which one of them baked it. They were both wearing aprons, so that wasn't any kind of giveaway. But since the blond had made the coffee, I could only assume that maybe the dark haired boy did the baking, and had made the cake. Whether I was right or not, I would definitely be coming back here, and I hadn't even tasted the coffee yet. 

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I had finished writing todays desserts on the black board, and the coffee "Special of the Day" which was yuanyang, turning just as Jungkook flipped the last chair, pushing it under the table.

I saw him go to the back to grab his apron,  so I decided to straighten up the syrups and creamers, and realized that the large to go cups were getting low. I started for the back to grab another sleeve, but as I pushed the door, I heard what sounded like a muffled sob, and I stopped in my tracks.

I stood in the half opened door, seeing Jungkook, his back to me, standing in front of Taehyung. Tae's hands were clutching the back of his shirt tightly, and Kook's arms were around him.

Taehyung was sobbing in Jungkook's arms, his face obviously buried into his shirt.

I watched the scene in front of me quietly, my heart breaking for Tae. He always tried to give the impression that he was fine, but in trying to hide his true emotions, he more often ended up seeming cold, and uncaring. Honestly, he'd become quite the asshole.

Because of that, it was better that he preferred to be back here, baking. His attitude wouldn't work out front. Granted, the few times he's been stuck doing something out there for one reason or another, he'd been pleasant to any customer he'd had to deal with. But still, it seemed that the best place for him, at least for now, was back here.

He spoke, and I could just make out what he'd said.

"I miss them, Kook...I miss them so much."

I closed my eyes, swallowing the lump in my throat as I tried to hold back the tears I felt threatening. I heard Jungkook answer him, then I heard Tae say 'It's not fair.'

He was right. It wasn't fair, not at all. But things like that didn't happen based on fairness.

"I wish I could take away your pain, Tae. I'd do it in a heartbeat if I could."

I backed out of the doorway quietly. I hoped that Tae knew that I cared about him just as much as Jungkook did, if not more.

I looked at the clock, seeing that it was 5:59am.

"I'm flipping the sign guys." I hollered.

I would grab the cups later.

☆~☆~☆

It was a few minutes after 6am when the door opened, and a face I hadn't seen before walked in. She was cute, and she looked unsure, so I welcomed her.

"Welcome to Perk Place. What can I get for you this morning?"

Her head turned quickly, her gaze freezing on me, and I tried not to react. Thankfully Jungkook came over to stand next to me as I waited to see if she would say anything. He smiled at her.

After several more seconds had gone by, she finally approached the counter.

"H...hi, um, could I get a large caramel macchiato please?" She said in a small voice.

I smiled at her as I answered, asking her if she would like a cookie or a piece of cake to go with it.

She agreed on the cake, saying she'd have it here, and I asked her to take a seat, telling her we'd bring it to her when it's ready.

I wondered where she came from. Most of the people who came in here were regulars, and though we didn't know all of them by name, their faces were all familiar. Once in a blue moon we'd get someone we'd never seen before.

Once her order was ready, Jungkook took it to her, and I watched her as she watched him walk back behind the counter.

She was checking him out. I'd have to tell him later, after she was gone. I wasn't sure if she was his type, but it didn't make her any less cute.

She seemed to be enjoying the cake very much. I was glad.

I decided I would go get the cups now, and I headed for the back, but just before I got to the door, it swung opened, and Taehyung came out with another cookie jar filled with a different kind of cookie. They looked like coconut macaroons.

I turned to follow him, planning to snag one from the jar, but instead, I ended up dumbly standing there watching as he set the cookie jar on the counter, and looked up, seeing the girl sitting at the table eating a piece of cake.

She looked up at the same time, having heard the jar make contact with the counter. It could have been my imagination, but I'm pretty sure that they both froze, their eyes locked on each others for at least 5 seconds before they both looked away.

I saw Tae take a deep breath, and I glanced at the girl, seeing her swallow nervously.

Taehyung quickly retreated to the back, and I looked at Kookie, noticing that he had seen it too.

Something had just happened.

☆~☆~☆

A half hour later, the girl had left, as well as most of the customers that had come in this morning. There were only two girls at a table in the corner near the window, enjoying a piece of cake and drinking coffee.

Taehyung hadn't been back out, and he hadn't said a word to me when I finally made it back to grab more cups.

I considered saying something about the girl, but I thought better of it. Who knew if she would even be back. Maybe she was just passing through.

I was stacking the cups in the dispenser when Jungkook came up next to me, standing there quietly for a minute, just observing what I was doing.

"So what do you make of what happened, with Tae and that girl?"

I tilted my head, thinking back to it.

"I think they had a connection of some sort. Soon as their eyes met, they both froze. Something clicked."

He nodded.

"Yeah, that's what I thought too."

"Ya know, before Taehyung came out, I was planning on telling you that she had been checking you out after you brought her order to the table. But when I saw what happened the second she saw Tae, I decided there was no need."

He rolled his eyes at me, shaking his head.

"What?"

"You're such an idiot," he snorted.

"Why am I an idiot?"

"You just told me what you said you'd decided not to tell me."

I stood there for a minute, lips pursed, avoiding his eyes as I tried to think of something to say.

"Yeah, well, I didn't mean that I wasn't going to tell you. I just meant...that there was no need for you to know, because I think after she saw Tae, any interest she may have had in you probably disappeared."

He made an annoyed sound. "Gee, thanks hyung."

I sighed.

"Kookie, this is a good thing. I mean, if she comes back it's a good thing. We don't even know where she's from. I've never seen her before. It's possible she was just passing through."

"Do you really think Tae would show an interest in her"

"You assholes ought to make sure the person you're talking about isn't standing behind you before you start talking."

We both jumped, and I almost dropped the cups in my hand. We glanced at each other, then turned, facing Taehyung who stood behind us, arms crossed over his chest.

He raised his brows, and I opened my mouth to say something, but he held his finger up, stopping me before I could start.

"Don't you dare try to set me up with anyone. Either of you. I'm not interested."

"Tae-"

"Kookie..."

"It might be-"

"No..."

"But-"

"No."

"Tae, if you would just-" I tried.

"NO!"

The two girls had stood up, giving us weird looks as they threw their trash away and went out the door.

Great. I probably just lost two customers.

"Absofuckinglutely not. I don't even know why you would let an idea like that enter your mind. I'm done. I don't wanna hear another word about it."

Jungkook sighed and walked away, leaving me standing there with Tae. I knew there was no sense trying to talk to him. As far as he was concerned, the conversation was over.

"Fine. It's your loss."

"I'm sure it would be, at some point in the future. No one stays with me."

He walked away, pushing through the door hard enough to make it slam against the wall.

I sighed, letting my head fall back as I closed my eyes. Fuck.

"We fucked that one up, didn't we?"

I straightened up, looking at Jungkook tiredly.

"It seems so. How did we not hear him behind us?"

He shrugged. "I guess we were just involved in our conversation.

"I guess. Maybe I shouldn't let it bother me so much. Like I said, she may not even come back."

☆~☆~☆

I'd left the coffee shop in a bit of confusion. I really wasn't sure what happened. I'd been eating my cake, and enjoying my caramel macchiato, trying not to keep looking up at the two boys because I didn't want them to catch me.

At this point, I'd decided they were both extremely cute. How lucky that I'd hoped to find one cute boy, and had actually found two.

But then, I'd heard a noise and looked up, and my breath caught in my throat. My eyes landed on the face of a third boy. A boy who'd obviously been in the back all this time. Our eyes met, and I couldn't look away.

He was breathtaking, even with his intensely cold gaze. His jaw was set, giving him a hard look. The first word that popped into my mind was angry. He was angry.

But he was beautiful.

My heart thumped in my chest, and I exhaled, quickly looking away. When I'd gathered the courage to look up again, he was gone. The other two boys were standing there looking at the door I knew he had gone through.

I'd put my attention back on my plate, taking another bite of my cake. I realized that the third boy, the one who apparently stayed in the back, he must be the one that does all the baking. It had almost made me want to try both kinds of cookies that were in the cookie jars.

But I didn't. I had finished my coffee and cake, and got up, throwing my trash away. Others had come in, and ordered, and I was ready to leave, and make room for other customers. I'd been there long enough.

I glanced back before I went out the door, seeing that both boys were busy. Not that it mattered. It's not like I would have waved at them or anything.

As I stepped out onto the sidewalk, the first thing I noticed was that it wasn't raining. In fact, the sun was shining. I bit my lip, wondering to myself whether or not I'd be brave enough to come back, maybe another morning when it wasn't raining. I stood there for a few minutes, realizing that I was almost upset that I'd waited so long to come here.

But now that I had, now that I'd seen that there were three very attractive men working here, would I come back for coffee and dessert again?

I wanted to. But I wasn't sure if it was because of the coffee and desserts, or if it was because of the beautiful, angry boy.