Hoseok couldn't stop thinking about how this day took such an unexpected turn.

Yoongi 😴:

what's your coffee order?

I'll be waiting with it tomorrow morning

He kept staring at the texts even though he'd sent a reply hours ago. Vanilla latte. Hoseok didn't really even like the coffee very much, being that it was so bitter. It may have been that he just didn't have a great machine at home or had an "under-developed palate" but he could not drink the stuff unless it was sweetened and accompanied by what some would say is too much vanilla syrup and steamed milk.

But, honestly, Yoongi could be waiting for him with straight-up coffee beans and he'd gladly sit there idiotically munching and listen to the older tell him about his day.

Hoseok closed Yoongi's text and sent a message to his roommate.

Hoseok 🌞:

Tae I need your help

it's too early to tell... aka i haven't asked

but i'm going to have a date

Taehyung 🐯:

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

do you need me to clear out for the night?

Hoseok 🌞:

what the actual fuck tae

i just need to help me pick clothes

He'd been sitting since Yoongi texted him, in the same position with his back against the mirrored wall, replaying in his mind the touches and looks that occurred between the two while dancing. Yoongi looked at him differently than he did during the rest of their conversations. The sarcasm, the walls - all faded, leaving a vulnerable, yet trusting expression.

He always marveled that people could take for granted all that could surface in the span of two-to-three minutes dancing to a song. Hoseok knew that he needed to find out what could happen with Yoongi if he could have two-to-three hours and began plotting his first date with the older. Hopefully, he'll say yes.