NARA POV

I glanced at the clock, 12:05 am.....

'I guess he isn't coming today'  I thought, but as soon as I did, the door opened in a hurry, the bell above it ringing.

I looked up, my eyes sparkling with something I couldn't identify as soon as I saw his familiar form.... Black hair, casual clothes, godly face with the most plump lips ever....

"It's Late." I said as I washed the last mug and turned off the tap.

"I-i know I was- busy" he said breathlessly.

"What's wrong? Did you run here or something?" I asked as I went to the fridge to get him a bottle of water.

He took the bottle as I handed it out to him and gulped it down in a swift motion. "I didn’t- I was just— nevermind. I'm here now aren't I?" He said as he wiped his lips with his jacket sleeve.

"Why- are you so late today?? I mean, it's past midnight." I asked, confused.

"I was.... working" he said as he sat down, taking the kast sip of eater remaining in the water bottle.

"Working? Till Midnight?" I asked, my one eyebrow raised.

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "It's just.... works been a bit more demanding lately, it's like they don't want progress anymore and only want results... and they're crossing limits to get that." He said and bit his lower lip.

"Are you... okay?" I asked, seeing the visible tension on his face, tireness from his slumped posture, need for sleep from his eyes.

"I'm alive." He said with a light chuckle, and that made me smile. I got up and walked over to the  counter.

I glanced when he looked at me curiously and shook my head with a smile and walked back with a plate that had 2 little fortune cookies on it.  "Good thing I saved Two. One yours, and one mine?" I asked as I took one.

I cracked mine open and read it, trying to hold back a smile as I went through every word

"Sometimes, life send the right person when you least expect it."

"What about yours?" I asked as I took a step closer to him so I could read the paper.

"Trust your path, even when it seems uncertain."

He read, glancing at me softly with one of those big and warm smiles that masked his eyes.

And then we drifted into a comfortable silence as he just sat there in the stool while I kept the last few mugs in the cupboard.

"Hey.... Nara?" He called out. I hummed in response.

"Do ever feel like... I don't know, like, you're carrying too much? That you want to stop but don't because....." He paused, "becuase you don't know what might happen if you do....?"

I stopped in my actions and slowly turned to him. "I- I get that.... when you just wanna-" I was saying but he cut me off.

"-Run away?" I know..." He said and looked down at the floor before looking up again. "Don't you ever feeling like doing that Nara? Just letting go and running away to...... to your safe place?"

I paused, not replying for a bit. "I think you need a therapist more than coffee." I said with a light chuckle.

"Yet, here I am" he replied.

"Here you are...." I whispered, more to myself than him.

"But seriously though, have you never felt like running away-? At least once?" He asked again.

"You're being nosy again" I said, my voice cracking just a tiny bit.

"I'm not. I'm just curious."

"Curious? About what- Me?" I asked with a bitter chuckle. "Well, there's nothing to be curious about."

"Nara."

It was just my name... nothing new  but the way he said it, I don't know it just.... made me feel- things.

"You wouldn't understand Jimin." I said with a sigh as I walked towards the table and sat on the stool beside him, slayers slumped.

"Well........ Try me?" He said, giving me the tiny smile I had grown to be unable to refuse.

"..... I wasn't always this, yknow. I wasn't always the "baker-girl" or the "broke ass loner." I used to have everything, everything that anyone could ever want.... except one thing— Freedom.

"Thanks to my parents, I spent my whole life just trying to be the perfect little princess who speaks only when necessary and bows to everyone just becuase she has to." I took a small pause. "They had plans for me... My whole life planned out before I could even say 'boo'. Not that u want to say 'boo' it's just, whatever."

He chuckled lightly, and that made me a little more at ease.

"My father... he got me engaged to this one guy. Jaehyun, his business partner's son. He was the biggest ass I knew to be honest."

I glanced at Jimin as he listened intently.... "But then how did you- this, here?" He asked.

I sighed... "I was somehow living with it.... but then he, my father announced the marriage plans, I snapped"....... "I argued— and yelled and talked back. And he of course, having too big of an ego......... Disowned me...." I whispered the last part.

I felt the humiliation increase when I felt a tear run down my cheek, quickly wiping it away while hoping he didn't see.

"Nara..... I'm sorry" he said, only to get cut off by me

"–Why are you apologizing? It's not your fault."

He sighed, "You know..... you're strong, Nara."

I chuckled bitterly. "I'm not strong Jimin. I'm just.... surviving."

I didn't get time to turn away before he quickly and quietly wrapped his arms around my tiny form. "Jimin wh-" I started but

"-Shh.... just let it all out" he said.....

*ding*

"Hello......Are you still open--- HYUNG-?!?!?

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