Your Warmth [YOONMIN]

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Yoongi bit his lip, walking to the same café yet again. It was a Thursday afternoon, 4:54PM when he stepped into the coffee aroma filled shop exactly a week later.

He didn't know what to expect.

Was he going to be in here again?

Was Yoongi just being stupid?

The fact that he had the lyrics printed in Braille in his bag said a lot.

He sat at the same exact booth but his heart sank when he didn't see him...he didn't see Jimin.

Yoongi stood up and looked around the café, making sure Jimin wasn't sitting somewhere else but apart from an old couple there were no more customers.

"What was I expecting?" he muttered to himself, running a hand through his hair and standing up to leave, disappointment radiating within him.

He got in his car and leaned back, "what am I even doing?" he asked himself as he drove home.