So every time he went there he asked for the monkey decor. For the first week it was all the same, but the next day he received a monkey and a heart. It was odd, since he never received a heart before. After that it was a cloud, then a star and a weird illuminati pyramid and all sorts of crazy things. It seemed at some point the monkey-person got so carried away that they drew an entire fiction around the monkey, an alternate universe, an odyssey. Hoseok was, to say the least, very intrigued and fascinated. He one day asked to tip the guy that does the monkey decor and left a very fat tip, very very fat, to the point no one waiter had ever received something like this out of a five star restaurant. He had money to spare and he didn’t mind tiping good service. 

Next day he received a message, “Thank you so much!” and the O was a monkey.

One day he didn’t get anything but a regular monkey. It was odd and unusual and felt… off. He was so worried that he caught himself waiting outside of the coffee shop. When all shifts were over and the place was closing down, he saw this one guy with big ears and a cute little mole on the nose that didn’t fit his own gloomy mood, misty eyes, dark circles.

“Hey, you, do you know the guy who makes the monkey decor with the latte foam?”

“Ah… Ah that’s me sir, w-was there a problem with it?” he was worried and distraught.

“No I just… are you alright? There’s usually so much creativity and today it felt like you need someone to talk…”

Kim Taehyung was very surprised. He blinked a few times. Not even his coworkers had offered any help, but the stranger that orders coffee stopped to talk to him. “My cat died… It needed surgery and because of your tip I could pay for it, but it ended up dying in the middle of the procedure.”

“… Oh no.” He got close and pat him in the shoulder. “I know, we can go drink milkshakes and have burgers and talk about your cute cat. I’m sure it’ll be happy to hear about how much you love it from the cat heaven place- Uh, if that’s alright with you?”

The kid reflected for a moment, still taking in what he had said, “It loved to hear compliments, you’re not wrong…” and then, finally, a small tentative smile. He had a rectangular shaped smile that was brighter than the sun, “I still don’t know your name, sir-”

“No sir, I’m Jung Hoseok. Come on, I know a place nearby.”