bad romance

Standing up, he debated on awkwardly sticking his hand out to shake or going around the table to give you a hug. I mean, you were still friends…kind of, right? Before he could answer himself you already made your way to the table looking flawless as ever. Brandishing your own hesitant smile, you still had more confidence than him as you circled your arms around his waist, head in chest, to give him one of your infamous hugs.

Not expected at all, but definitely welcomed, he immediately enveloped you with his own arms, hiding his face in your hair that he could subtly smell. Lavender with a hint of vanilla, your favorite. Which quickly became his when you were dating.

Pulling back from the hug just enough to see his face you looked at him and greeted him with his familiar nickname that still made his heart flutter when you said it so effortlessly.

“Hey, Jiminie! Long time no see! I’ve missed you. I heard the new music as well, it’s amazing as always!” He could physically feel the joy you radiated. Which confused him, cause he never thought you would be so welcoming to him after you broke up.

You said you care, and you missed me too.

And I'm well aware I write too many songs about you.

He wonders if you know majority of the songs were about you.

“Y/n! Look at you, you haven’t changed a bit. Still as short as I remembered you being.” He cheekily said as you playfully hit him in the chest once unraveling your hands from his body.

Folding your arms across your chest you glared at him, before cracking a smile and laughing in response to his little jab. Pun not intended.

Jimin pulled your chair out for you and gestured for you to sit down, which you did gratefully, after the long journey you took to make it here. After all, it’s the reason you guys didn’t make it in the first place.

Long distance was a bitch.

Sitting across from you after all these years he realized his feelings never went away. Unbeknownst to him, you felt the same way.

For awhile you guys talked about any and everything you could think of, laughing and crying even more tears of laughter as you reminisced on memories. Countless cups of coffee littered the table as customers filtered out throughout the day. And gradually it became occupied by just two long lost lovers that found themselves again.

An employee politely telling said couple that they needed to close is what broke them out of their little bubble they were in. They decided to split the tab equally, much to Jimin’s dismay, who wanted to pay for everything. But again, it was just who you were.

And the coffee's out, at the Beachwood Cafe.

Begrudgingly, you both briskly walked out of the cafe stopping on the sidewalk a little bit away from the door so the employees could leave without being blocked. Noticing the change in lighting outside as the sky turned inky black, with only the moon and stars that twinkled illuminating the world around you, you looked at each other awkwardly.

And it kills me 'cause I know we've run out of things we can say.

“Well, I–“

“It was nice to–“

Looking at each other they burst into joined laughter realizing they spoke at the same time, something they used to always do when together. Jokingly getting the nickname mockingbird as your couple name by fans, family, and friends.

Much to his further surprise you stepped closer and leaned in to kiss his cheek softly, glancing into his eyes shyly wondering if it was the right thing to do. Scratching his cheek with a blush adorning it, he wondered if he should reciprocate the action or not, not wanting to make you uncomfortable in any way.

But then he thought, fuck it. And did it anyways. Him aiming for your lips instead.

You eyes widened in shock as you gasped into the kiss, but decided to close your eyes in response and deepen it by tilting your head into it more, pushing against him.

Pulling away slightly, disconnecting your lips, he gently laid his forehead against yours and couldn’t help the smile that took up his whole face. Opening his eyes to already see yours staring at him with such love and admiration had him nearly keening to his knees out of sheer disbelief. But he held himself strong and instead whispered the words you didn’t know you so desperately wanted to hear.

“I’m still in love with you, y/n.”