Coffee And Violets (SUGA) CH2 - Yoongi

Coffee and Violets (SUGA) CH2 - Yoongi

(Yoongi POV)

Hoseok comes running into the flower shop, a bright smile plastered all over his face.

"I'm guessing it went well?" I say.

"It was great! She was amazing-, You have to talk to her!!"

"I'm glad you have a new friend, but don't drag me into this."

"I'm serious Yoongi! You'd really like her! Besides, she told me she was into writing! Didn't you say just a few days ago that you need help on the writing for your songs? You should talk to her! She writes stories but I'm sure she could help with lyrics too!" Hoseok beamed.

"Okay. Maybe tomorrow." I agreed.

"Yes! Let's go first thing tomorrow! I'll text her right-"

"No! Don't text her, I said maybe!"

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"Are you ready to go?" Hoseok asks excitedly.

"We're just going next door. It's not a big deal.." I say, butterflies building in my stomach.

We open the door to the cafe and go inside. Walking up to the counter, every step weighs me down. What if she doesn't like me? What if I say the wrong thing and make a fool of myself? What if-

"Hey it's you again!" She greets Hoseok, "Is this the friend you run the flower shop with?"

"Yeah!" Hoseok turns to me and motions to introduce myself.

"Ah-uh.., I'm Yoongi, and you are?" I ask.

"I'm Y/N! It's nice to meet you, Yoongi." Y/N says.

My name sounds sweet as sugar against her tongue. She looks like she's from a movie. I stare at her like she's just a screenshot. The light brushes through her hair and sparkles in her eyes. She looks pure, but like a thousand thoughts are swimming through her head. A thousand thoughts I'll never know. I pull myself away.

"Ah, shoot, I just remembered that technically our shop is still open and no one's there to watch it. I better get back, enjoy your conversation guys!" Hoseok blurted out before rushing out of the cafe, leaving me on my own.

I turn back to her and she smiles at me, "So, what inspired you to start a flower shop?" She asks.

"Ah, well, I guess it was kind of more Hoseok's thing. I did like the idea of incorporating new flowers into bouquets that you don't usually see. There are so many beautiful flowers and plants that just aren't given the same attention that some are. I think that maybe through this shop we can show people that."

"That's beautiful.." She whispered, "I wouldn't have expected that. That's really sweet."

She purses her lips and looks away, snapping me out of my fantasy. I turn and face the window, what can I ask her?

"Why did you start a cafe?"

She looks up to me and grins, "Actually, it's more just a side project. Or I can at least hope."

"Do you not like running the cafe?" I say.

"No, don't get me wrong, it's pleasant. I love the atmosphere, but it's not my dream." Her voice turns to a whisper as she ends her sentence.

(Y/N POV)   

From what you've heard-and that isn't much-this guy doesn't get out a lot. You feel like on some level, you can connect to him. Are you, too, hiding? Maybe he's right. This cafe isn't your dream.

"Sorry if that question was too personal.., You don't have to answer if you aren't comfortable" He begins, worry evident in his voice.

You respond, "It wasn't too personal a question. It was a good question. I'm still trying to think of an answer."

"Oh okay, take your time" He exhales.

"To be honest with you? When I was younger I wanted to be a writer. I already told that much to Hoseok. However, when I was in like, I don't know, 4th grade maybe? We had this project where we had to write a story. I had so much fun crafting my characters and adding new plot twists. I showed it to all my friends and we named characters after each other, it was a lot of fun."

He leans against the counter, "What happened?"

"When I got my story back, the teacher had covered it in red pen. Grammar mistakes, spelling errors, but mainly comments. She kept saying things about how the plot was 'unrealistic' and I needed to make my story simpler. Reading through my classmates' stories, they had a much better flow. I guess that's when I sort of lost my confidence."

He pauses for a moment, "...can I read some of your writing?"

"No, no.. it's really not good. I haven't even got anything published yet. You don't-"

"I want to read it." He states.

You sigh and head to the back room, grabbing a notebook from your bag. Opening up to a page, you say, "It's not edited or anything so it might be bad.., just stop reading if it's too terrible."

He doesn't listen, and instead scans over the page, reading your newest work. It's been so long since you've had anyone read your work, all you can do is stare at the ground in silent panic.

When he finishes the short story, he looks up at you with a bright smile, "What are you talking about? This is so good! It was really engaging and your characters are so unique. I want to read more of your work, in fact, if it's not too straightforward.., could I ask a favor of you?"

You freeze in shock, He... liked it? You begin to respond, "What is it?"

"Well, I've been working on some new music lately and could really use some help. Would you mind taking a look at it?" He asks.

You agree. He smiles, "Would you mind coming over tomorrow then?"

"Sure! I'll come."

"Ah, I guess I should give you my number then,.."

Author Note:

Hello everybody!! How are you today? I'm working on so many stories right now but please stick with me! I hope y'all enjoyed this chapter. Also a very happy birthday to my bias, J-HOPE!!! 💕🐿️☀️

Coffee and Violets (SUGA) CH1 - Hoseok

    You glance up after hearing the bell ring, signaling someone came into the cafe. A boy with dark hair and a bright smile walks in.

    "Hello! What can I get for you today?" you greet.

    "Could I get a caramel macchiato?" He asks.

    "Yep! Will that be for here or to go?"

    "To go, please." He responds.

    You begin to make his drink as he leans against the counter. Soon enough his drink is ready and you package it up, sliding it across the counter to him.

    "Thanks!" He takes a sip of it, "Hey, this is really good! I'll have to come here more often."

    "Thank you!" you respond, proud of your skills.

    "Actually, I've been meaning to bring this up the whole time, but I run the flower shop right next door."

    "No way!" You respond, genuinely surprised. You guess you had a blind spot for that shop, you never bothered to check it out.

    "I'm sorry I never came by! I guess I should introduce myself then. My name is Y/N"

    "Nice to meet you Y/N! I'm Hoseok."

    You two talked about running businesses, funny exchanges with customers, and the struggles of living on your own. Since it was a slower afternoon in the cafe, you welcomed the conversation.

    "So, do you run this place all by yourself?" He asked, tilting his head.

    "Yeah. I tried getting someone else working here once, but it didn't work out too well." you answer. He nods in response.

    "Do you run your shop by yourself?" You ask him.

    "Actually no!" He responds, "I run it with my friend Yoongi. We've known each other for years now, so we work pretty well together."

    "That's awesome!" You say, "It must be nice having a friend you've known for so long"

    There's a pause in the conversation while he seems stuck on what to say. You notice and add, "I'm just kind of introverted, is all. I had a best friend I was really close with in elementary school!"

    "What happened to them?"

    "We drifted apart in middle school. Once we went into high school, she moved away."

    "I'm sorry to hear that..," He says.

    "We weren't really into the same things anymore. I was busy with my writing, she was caught up with other things. We'd only call every few months and when we did, we'd have nothing to talk about."

    "I see" He said before taking a sip of his drink.

    "I'm sorry for rambling on so much! We don't need to have a pity party, that was years ago. I'd be glad to have new friends though. Maybe you can be one?" You trail off, a little embarrassed at your directness.

    "Of course! Let me give you my number."

    You pull out your phone and he types in his number. He sends a quick text to himself before grabbing his own phone to save the contact.

    "You said you were a writer?" He asks.

    You nod in response. "I have been since I was young, but as I got older I became consumed in my fictional worlds. I'd always be drafting new plots or naming new characters. Sometimes I'd even draw my own characters, though I'm not much of an artist" You laugh.

    "That's so cool! I'd love to read your work sometime!"

    "Yeah! That'd be nice" You respond.

    "Alright. I better get back to the shop, but I'll talk to you again soon, 'kay? Maybe next time I can bring Yoongi along."

    "Sure! Enjoy your drink" You smile.

    He leaves the shop and you sigh to yourself, delving into your thoughts. That was so much fun, I haven't had a conversation like that in forever. Maybe it'll be nice having a new friend to talk to.

You pull out your phone and check your recent messages. His name had been saved as 'Hoseok :)'. You laugh to yourself. "His positive vibe sure is contagious."

Hidden Behind a Smile (JIN) CH1 - Card Declined

As I'm checking someone out, a masked figure enters the shop. I continue scanning the items for the current person, but when they leave, I glance at the cameras around the store and find him browsing the aisles.

When he comes to the register, I scan his items like normal. He gives me his card to pay with, and instantly a beeping rings through the store and a red message pops up: "DECLINED".

"Oh no, I'm so sorry, I'll go put it back..," He mumbles, a blush of embarrassment present on his face.

I sigh, "it's not that much. Just take it."

"Are you sure? I don't want to steal and-"

"It's no big deal. Have a good day, sir." I respond.

"I'll repay you, I promise! Thank you so much!" He grins, running out the door.

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The day was moving very slowly. Despite being 6 hours into my shift, it felt like a million had passed. I don't see anyone in the store, so secretly I pull out my phone and begin scrolling through social media.

"Umm... is this register open?"

"Oh! I'm so sorry, I got distracted. Yes, it is!" I toss my phone to the desk and begin scanning items.

I was so busy scanning that I hadn't even looked at the customers face before asking for a payment method. When I did, I felt myself fall back a bit, catching myself on the counter.

"Y-you-... you're"

"Haha, yeah." He muttered.

"I'm sorry, you probably get that all the time. How will you be paying today?"

"Cash." Jin replied.

He passed me some money and I counted, "Um, I'm not sure we have change for a $100..."

"It's alright, keep the change." He smiled.

"I'm afraid I can't do that J- er, sir. What you're buying is only $17.89" I stutter.

"It's a tip. Call it a gift from a friend" He winks, then promptly exits the store.

I stand there 🧍 starstruck, a bunch of 20s in my hand. Initially, this day was going pretty terribly. First the incident this morning that I was going to have to pay for, then 6 hours of boredom. Now, I got to meet Jin AND got a huge tip?

The grin doesn't leave my face for the rest of the day.

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When I get home, I turn on my K-pop playlist and begin washing the dishes. Whenever Jin starts singing, I smile to myself.  I can't believe that happened!! Was that even real?

Written in the Pages (RM) CH5

𝄆 Namjoon POV 𝄇

"I have to go to bed. I'll talk to you later"

I frown at the blue screen. Was that too far? I shouldn't have done that. Now she probably doesn't like me. She hates me. She-

"Namjoon? Everything alright?"

"Uh, yeah." I say, still staring at the phone.

Hoseok takes the phone from my grasp, reading through the messages.

"Woah"

"Hey! Give it back!" I yell, trying to steal it away.

"I didn't know you were such a flirt"

"Well, it didn't do me any good. She hates me now."

"Why do you say that?" Hoseok asks.

"Did you read the message? She left immediately. I should've known it was too far."

"Maybe she just got flustered." He suggests. I shrug. "How about you go apologize to her tomorrow. I'm sure you didn't upset her that much. She just said she had to go, you probably didn't upset her."

"You think so?"

"Yes. Now you go to bed too. We've had a long day, you need your rest." Hoseok ushers me to bed.

𝄆 𝄞 𝄇

The next day I stumble up to her desk. She sets down her book and glances up at me. She flinches and looks away, staring at the birds out the window.

"Listen Y/N, I just.. wanted to say I'm sorry"

"What?" She asks, her sight going right back up to me.

"I'm sorry for the message I sent you last night. It was too far, I should've known you weren't-"

"It's okay! I know you didn't mean it that way" She laughs.

"What way?"

"I know you were only joking," she bites her lip, "people like you don't like people like me"

"I like you!" I defend.

"Yeah! As a friend. Ditto!" She says.

But..I like you as more than a friend.

I start, "but I-"

"We still on for lunch today?"

𝄆 𝄞 𝄇

𝄆 Y/N POV 𝄇

I frown as I think back to the moment from earlier. Why does he have to taunt me like this? Make me confused... I know he'll never see me as anything more than a friend. I have to be okay with that.

"Y/N, you okay?" Namjoon asks.

"Namjoon-Oppa!"

Two girls run up to us, "could we talk to you for a second?"

"Uh," he pauses, glancing over at us, "sure?"

"Alone?" She asks.

"If you have something to say, you can say it to all of us." Jin says, getting annoyed.

"Fine." She huffs, "Namjoon-Oppa, I like you. Do you want to go out with me?"

"U-uh.." he looks over at me. Why is he looking at me?? Rubbing it in my face? "I appreciate it, but I'm not interested."

"W-well you might have fun! At least give me a chance, oppa." She pouts.

"Sorry, I already like someone else."

A choke forms in my throat. I cough, bringing all the attention to me. Great.

"Y/N, you okay?" Jungkook rests a hand on my shoulder.

"Yeah yeah!" I croak, "I uhm, I'm gonna go to the bathroom. Be right back"

I stumble from my chair to the familiar beige halls. Pressing my hands to the sinks edge, I glare at the image across from me in the mirror.

He likes someone already? I should've known, she must be pretty great for him to turn them down. They're beautiful.

No, no he's smarter than that. He wouldn't date someone for looks. She probably is amazing. And she's definitely lucky.

"Ugh, I can't believe that! That was so embarrassing"

"Don't even worry about it girl! He's stupid anyway."

Voices of the earlier girls echo against the brick walls. I rush into a stall, hands clutching the lock. I try to quiet my heavy breathing.

"I mean, who could she be?"

"I don't know!" Her friend says, "but it doesn't matter. He doesn't have any taste, clearly. He isn't worth it."

My grip tightens. Wanting to jump out there and defend him. Wanting to chew them out. I force myself to calm my nerves and slump down. To fade to the door until they leave.

"And that girl earlier?" The girl who confessed starts, "what a joke. Why is she even sitting with them?"

I squeeze my eyes shut, trying desperately to release the anger. My face burns. A tear slips down onto my shaking hands.

"She's been sitting with them for a few days now. They must be doing it as a joke, they would never sit with someone like her on purpose."

"After how that confession worked out? Maybe they would." Their laughs slowly start to fade as they leave the bathroom.

I creep out of the bathroom, checking first that they really left. Then I let out my frustrations, tears streaming down my face. I make no attempt to stop them.

𝄆 Jungkook POV 𝄇

I follow behind Y/N. I hope she's okay.. she seemed kinda thrown today. Plus I want to make sure she isn't actually choking. I duck behind the lockers as the two girls from earlier strut into the same room

Oh no...

They gossip for a bit. Bashing Namjoon-hyung and basically just feeling bad for themselves. Then they start to say mean things about Y/N. They must not know she's in there. I urge myself to stay calm and not go in and fight them.

How could they say such things? From what we know so far, she's just a sweet, quiet girl.

Eventually they leave and I move to hide again. I wait for Y/N to come out, but she doesn't.

I begin to hear shattered sobs. Twisting around the corner, I contemplate the idea of going in and comforting her. All before she starts to speak:

"Why... can I never be good enough. Why am I always lacking. Why can't anywone.." she cries.

I start walking in, "HEY! What do you think you're doing?" A teacher calls out.

I shuffle backwards, "what do you-.. OOOHHHHH, this is the WOMEN'S restroom, my bad!"

The teacher continues in. I spare one last longing glance towards where Y/N is, then rush back to the rest of the group.

Hidden Behind a Smile (JIN) CH4 - The Fan Meet

Y/N POV:

"TA DA!! I got you a ticket to the fan meet!" He beams.

"WAIT WHAT?" I grab on to the ticket and examine it closely. Yep, this is definitely official. I gasp, "How did you even get one of these?? They only announced it just last night!"

"You know how the Armys are. You have to buy them quick before they sell out. But don't worry about that! You get to meet Jin!" He mentioned.

"You're right!" I exclaimed, "wait.. what will I say to him? How should I dress? Should I wear makeup, or no? What if he doesn't like me? What id I trip and-"

"Shh, shh," He breathed, "It'll be fine. I'm sure he'll love you. Why would he hate his fans? Just be yourself."

At his words, I calmed down, "You're right, just have to be myself."

"But when you get back you are telling me every detail, got it?" He held out his pinkie.

"Promise!"

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Eventually the day of the fan meet came. I lightly curled my hair and put on some makeup. I wore a blush pink dress with gold detailing. Grabbing my bag, I got on the bus to drive to the venue.

Once I got there, long lines were crowding around the building. I got in line where I was supposed to and waited. Some people were talking and making friends, but I focused on what I was going to say once I got there.

JIN POV:

"Just 5 more minutes guys!" One of the staff called out to us.

"I'm so excited!!" Jimin cheered, "It's always so much fun to meet our fans. They're so sweet!"

"I heard you invited someone this time, Hyung." Jungkook turned to me.

"Yeah. A friend."

"Oooh who is it?" Hoseok teased.

"Are they a girl?" Taehyung asked.

"Yes, she's a girl. She's just a friend I've made recently and she happens to like our music." I replied.

"Are you her bias? Do you like her?" Taehyung continued to pester.

"It doesn't matter!" I yelled, "...but maybe"

"Maybe you're her bias or maybe she likes you??" Jungkook joined in.

"Guys! It's time to get out there!" The same staff member called.

I smoothed out my shirt as we walked onto the small stage. Looking out at the crowd, I tried to find her face. I didn't see her. Right as I was beginning to worry, I noticed her huddled in the corner, an overwhelmed look on her face. Cute, I thought.

After some short announcements from the other members, we began the signing. One by one fans came to the table and talked with us. Eventually it was Y/N's turn. She lingered towards the table.

The first member at the table was Namjoon. They talked for a bit and he must've made a joke, because she broke out into snickers. He signed her album and passed it on to Hoseok.

Inside I was burning with jealousy, but I tried to hide it from the fan in front of me. They're all excited to be here, I have to give them all a good show. Still, she's MY friend. I invited her here, but now all the other members are getting to talk to her.

Hoseok finishes signing her album and passes it on to me. She nervously walks over, but on the way she trips over her shoelaces. Luckily she was able to catch herself, but I know that must have really hurt her pride. I remember her saying she was worried about that...

"Ah.., I'm so sorry," She mumbled, her face as red as my shirt.

"Woah, you're so pretty. Is this my fan meet or yours?" I joked.

She laughed at that, "gosh, I seem to embarrass myself every time I meet you, don't I?"

"Please, don't worry about it. It's adorable." I said. The words left my mouth before I even realized. Shoot! Don't be so obvious about it, Seokjin! What are you saying!

If she wasn't blushing before, she was now. The other fans are starting to wrap up their conversations. She rushed to a page in the photo book for me to sign.

"Er- what is your name?" I ask.

"Y/N." She smiles.

Uncapping the marker, I began writing:

Dear Y/N,

Thank you so much for listening to our music and coming to the signing today! Your support means the word to us. I'd like to see you again. Wanna meet at Lotte World this Saturday at 10:00 am?

I'll be waiting for you,

Your Jinnie

I close the book and pass it back to her. She smiles, and I notice the glitter present both in her eyeshadow and her outfit. She looks so sparkly, but she does even when she's wearing worn out jeans and a sweatshirt at the store. No matter where she is or what she's doing, she never fails to make my heart flutter. It's been three months since I first met her, I need to tell her at some point.

Y/N, I really like you.

Written in the Pages (RM) CH3

𝄆 𝄞 Namjoon POV 𝄇

"Why do you want to talk to me?"

I froze up. Why do I want to talk to you? Because I like you... But now is too early for a confession like that. Am I that awkward? Is she bored of me? Why is she asking a question like this, is it not enough to just have lunch with someone new?

"I-"

"Namjoon, we're going to be late! Let's go!" Yoongi calls out from a distance.

I start to follow him as I walk towards my next class, turning around to say to her:

"Because

I

like

you"

It was the only thing I could think of. That was the reason, after all. I just hope the noise of the crowd around us was enough to block out my unplanned confession. Nervously, I ran to my next class to ensure I'd be there on time, the blush still covering my face as I left.

𝄆 𝄞 Y/N POV 𝄇

As he ran off into the hallways, he said one last thing to me. Though I saw his mouth move, the only words I could make out were 'Because I'. That doesn't really answer my question, but he has a certain look of sincerity in his eyes that makes me believe him. Maybe he doesn't need a reason to be friends with me, maybe I only blend in because I've never tried to stand out. Maybe I'm more than what others have led me to believe.

𝄆 𝄞 𝄇

This evening as I sat at my desk, I scrolled through Instagram on my phone. In the suggested accounts for me to follow, Namjoon's was there. I can tell by the profile picture and posts he made of him and some of his friends whom I met today.

My thumb hovers over the follow button, still trying to decide if it's too soon or not.

Before I have a chance to make a decision, my cat jumps onto my desk and rattles the table. Petting her a few times, I look back down at my phone and realize I accidentally already clicked follow.

oh

no

When I come back to my room after having dinner, I check my phone, surprised to find two new notifications. 'One new follower' and 'one unread message'. I open up the app and see that he followed me back, but what surprises me more is the DM.

"Hey :)"