[10 out of 20] BTS: gen
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sweetandshortTitle: Jin-gerbread latte
Fandom: BTS
Rating: Gen
Length: 200
Pairing: RM/Jin
Notes: Coffee shop AU, meet cute.
Prompt: cold
“Excuse me, can I interest you in a Jin-gerbread latte?”
“Um, what?”
“Are you looking for something?”
“Yes, my…”
Seokjin held up the glasses. The patron took them and put them on, looking directly at Seokjin and blinking owlishly.
“Thank you very much. Wow. You’re stunning.”
“What do you call a piece of fruit that needs glasses? Visually im-pear-ed. Just like you.”
“Guilty as charged. I’m Kim Namjoon.”
“Kim Seokjin.”
“So, this is your café.”
“Yes. This is your first time here.”
“Yes.”
“So what about a Jin-gerbread latte to beat the cold?”
“Sure. You like puns.”
“And bad jokes. And dimples.”
--
“What’s wrong, hyung?” asked Yoongi.
Seokjin pouted. “He left without saying good-bye.”
“You mean without breaking anything else,” grumbled Yoongi. The bell on the front door jingled “Oh, dear. I spoke too soon.”
“Hi!” Namjoon was breathless.
“Hi!” returned Seokjin. “Are you okay?” He looked back to the table where Namjoon had been sitting. “Did you forget something?”
“No, I remembered something: the kind of magic tricks that pigs do.”
“Yes?”
“Sleight of ham.” Namjoon grinned.
Seokjin laughed. “You came back just to tell me a bad joke?”
“Yes!”
“Oh, God,” moaned Yoongi. “You’re made for each other.”
Fandom: BTS
Rating: Gen
Length: 200
Pairing: RM/Jin
Notes: Coffee shop AU, meet cute.
Prompt: cold
“Excuse me, can I interest you in a Jin-gerbread latte?”
“Um, what?”
“Are you looking for something?”
“Yes, my…”
Seokjin held up the glasses. The patron took them and put them on, looking directly at Seokjin and blinking owlishly.
“Thank you very much. Wow. You’re stunning.”
“What do you call a piece of fruit that needs glasses? Visually im-pear-ed. Just like you.”
“Guilty as charged. I’m Kim Namjoon.”
“Kim Seokjin.”
“So, this is your café.”
“Yes. This is your first time here.”
“Yes.”
“So what about a Jin-gerbread latte to beat the cold?”
“Sure. You like puns.”
“And bad jokes. And dimples.”
--
“What’s wrong, hyung?” asked Yoongi.
Seokjin pouted. “He left without saying good-bye.”
“You mean without breaking anything else,” grumbled Yoongi. The bell on the front door jingled “Oh, dear. I spoke too soon.”
“Hi!” Namjoon was breathless.
“Hi!” returned Seokjin. “Are you okay?” He looked back to the table where Namjoon had been sitting. “Did you forget something?”
“No, I remembered something: the kind of magic tricks that pigs do.”
“Yes?”
“Sleight of ham.” Namjoon grinned.
Seokjin laughed. “You came back just to tell me a bad joke?”
“Yes!”
“Oh, God,” moaned Yoongi. “You’re made for each other.”
