It felt colder on the streets tonight..... So cold, so dark. The streets were quite tonight, the only light was from inside the café I stood infront of. Most nights, I would've tied to avoid this cold after practice, tucked away in my bed, enjoying the warmth of my comforter... however, today I was here, infront of this tiny place of comfort.

I paused, hands stuffed in the pockets of my hoodie. I told myself "you don't have to go back". I didn't even like coffee that much, however the thought of sitting on that corner table again, feeling the warmth, the aroma and- seeing her..... felt to exciting to give up on.

I always second-guessed things. However, I didnt give myself enough time to do so before opening the door, the bells above it jingling faintly, their sound melodious.

She was there just like I remembered, working behind the counter with her black hair up in a messy bun, hair strands falling into her face as she tried to push them back while working.

"Open for a midnight Latte?" I asked, pulling her out of her little bubble.

She froze for a second before her eyes dawned with recognition, even if she didn't know me at all. "You again."

"Mhm, Me. Here. Again."

"You're luck I haven't kicked you out yet" she joked with a tiny chuckle

"Lucky-? Indeed" I said, sitting in my usual spit

She moved with practiced ease, her hands working perfectly as she measured poured and stirred. I couldn't take my eyes off.

"Cookies too?" I asked, not lookin up from the milk I was frothing.

"Yeah, sure" I replied, still watching her.

She rolled her eyes, a habit, and grabbed a plate, putting 3 cookies on it. She set the Latte along with the plate on a tray and walked over to my table, setting it down.

"Your usual. Well, if we can call 'twice' a usual" she said.

"Well, it's a start" I said, picking uo a cookie and stuffing it into my mouth. "So, plan on telling me your name this time?"

Her lips twitched, making me think she would smile for a second there, but when she didn't, I sighed.

"Nah." She replied, crossing her hands over her chest.

"Not much of a people person?" I asked, sipping my Latte.

"Not when they are overly curious and ask too many questions" She replied with a small smile I failed to notice. I laughed at that reply.

This time, she didn't disappear into the back like usual. She was out behind the counter, cleaning up.

The Latte in my hands, made my none other than her, tasted just as good as I remember. It's bitter taste, followed my the sweet aftertaste made it taste heavenly. And cookies, soft and crumbly, melted in my mouth.... just how I like it.

"You don't look like someone who would hang around a place like this...." she said between her work, eyes still on the countertop she was cleaning.

"What is that supposed to mean?" I asked, one eyebrow slightly raised.

She shrugged, "I don't know. You just, have a polished vibe to you."

"I guess I'm full of surprises." I replied with a smile.

We both went quiet after that. Soon, the click struck midnight, and only then did i realize how late it was.

"You've stayed late than last time" I commented, breaking the warm silence.

"Not much to do back at home... nothing waiting for me back there." I said.

"It must be nice- having nothing to rush bsck to...." I said.

There was something in her voice‐ the way she said those words... It made me wanna ask, ask more. But instead, I stayed silent, unsure if pushing would break whatever fragile thread of connection we'd begun to weave.

I stood up, leaving a few bills on the table. "Thanks for the coffee. And the cookies."

She glanced at the money, then back at me. "Don't forget to come back tomorrow. I might actually start charging you double."

I smirked. "Wouldn't miss it."

Reaching home, I dropped the keys on the table and sunk down in the couch. Tonight's events lingering my mind....

She didnt recognize me, that much was clear. And, i actually didnt mind. There, in her café, i wasnt THE Park Jimin of BTS.... I was, just another customer, just another person.....

"Pretty......" I found myself whispering before being knocked out by the exhaustion, drifting away to sleep.

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Unedited... too lazy to do it now anyways T-T