jungkook suddenly feels like maybe it was kind of stupid that he didn't think about this until now. when he suggested the place for them to meet, he honestly hadn't really been thinking of himself. he had been thinking of yoongi, how he knows that he likes drinking coffee, how during the times that he had been here, watching people come in and out with their drinks, they had always looked nice. he had been thinking about the atmosphere of the place, how it always makes him feel calm and good and relaxed, how it's small and cozy and seems to suit everything that makes him think of yoongi. it just feels right, the two of them being here together, even despite the embarrassment and lingering shyness that jungkook just can't seem to shake off.

he doesn't understand it, the way that yoongi can make him feel nervous and yet entirely at ease all at the same time. his heart skips a beat (or maybe more than just one), starts to rabbit in his chest, to thump faster with the way that yoongi smiles at him, the gentle graze of fingers near the small of his back, guiding him to come up to the counter. and it feels .. nice. it feels natural. feels like any worries jungkook might have had about anything at all are melting away effortlessly, leaving him looking up at the menu behind the counter for a long few moments, chewing at his lower lip almost absently before finally giving a soft "um.. maybe hot chocolate?"