Seokjin POV
"Ayo, Seokjinnie! We were waiting for you!" Jungkook shouts across the Starbucks. I come here once a week with Jungkook, Jimin, and Taehyung. The dark greens and browns look a little bit... brighter than usual.
It feels as if the universe did something in my favor today.
I smell this wave of vanilla, caramel, and coffee beans overcome me, as a stunning ( f/m/nb) walks in. Tae notices, and says "What happened, Seokjin-hyung?". I wave him off, watching the (f/m/nb) walk to a table, with a (f/d) in hand. "I'll be right back." I say to them. I walk slowly towards the person, and tap them on the shoulder. "Excuse me, but I couldn't help but notice how strong your scent is. It's a lovely one, I promise, but it just went, 'woosh', right into my face. What's your name, cutie?"
(Y/N) POV
"(Y/N) (L/N). What's yours?" I ask the fiercely stunning man in front of me. "Kim Seokjin. It's a pleasure to meet you."
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