"You look sad. Spill"
Hongjoong didn't even have the time to sit down at the table that Mingi was already staring at him, expecting an answer.
"Mingi! What if he doesn't want to talk about it" Yunho smacked Mingi's nape right after, earning a chuckle from Hongjoong.
"I just want my bestfriend to be happy" Mingi pouted.
"How long 'till you two finally start dating?" He sad down in front of the 'couple'. Yunho's face was completely red from his remark and yeah, lets just say that Hongjoong found amusing to tease his two bestfriends.
It was obvious that they were completely head over heals for each other, even if neither of them had the guts to confess.
"But it's nothing, really. It doesn't matter" He added quickly.
Yunho furrowed his eyebrows, the blush almost completely gone from his face.
"If you wanna talk about it we're here Joong, just know it"
Hongjoong sighed.
"I know it's nothing really. About a week ago I found this note in a book and it was really cute so I wrote one back but I checked today and it's still there so-"
"Welcome to our cafe, would you like to order?" A smiling guy with a notebook in hands interrupted him.
The three quickly ordered and talked about their day. Hongjoong choose not to talk anymore about the note as he tried not to think about it.
And it worked because by the time they finished their drinks he had almost forgotten about it.
Now it was time for them to part ways and go home -they obviously couldn't sped the whole afternoon at the cafe afyer all.
Hongjoong stood up and went to the counter to pay for his coffee, the guy behind the counter was the same one that took their order earlier.
His smile is contagious He thought as he noticed the guy's dimples. He looks scary when he's serious tho.
He finished paying and was about to go back to his friends to say bye, but as he turned around the bell above the door rang and the dimpled guy's voice rang across the place.
"Seonghwa hi!!"

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~𝕊𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕥 ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕤~ [SeongJoong]
FanfictionHongjoong was wandering around the empty library, looking through books to find one that might sparkle his interest. "What's that?" "Is this a note?" "was this inside the book?" A soft smile appeared on his lips as he read through the sweet message...