The Cafe

"Okay, so the name of the cafe is... hmm... BB's cafe?" You said outloud in your car.

If the cafe was their hiding place, it would be pretty stupid. Their plans would be revealed immediately. Why would they even start a business when they are criminals and even robbed a bank just a few hours ago? That makes them even more stupid than you thought they would be.

You brushed the thought aside and drove to the cafe. It was a quick ride, as it only took 5 minutes to get near the cafe. You couldn't park your car near the cafe, because you had to plan your mission.

You decided to play the innocent girl. Every guy has a weakness for an innocent girl, right? You would act like a shy high school girl with anxiety problems. That was a perfect plan. Then you would start your mission and get closer to them, little by little, slowly sucking information out of them like a tiny mosquito.

You got out of the car and started walking to the cafe. It was still raining, but luckily a maid gave you an umbrella on your way out. You almost forgot it again.

"Okay, BB's Cafe, here we are," you stopped in front of the small looking cafe and tried looking inside. You saw no one inside and thought if it was already closed, since it was already 5 pm. Except, there was an 'open' sign on the door, signalling the cafe was still open, so you went inside.

The cafe was small and cozy. It had small candles on the tables and it was nice and warm inside. The walls were dark-brown and the furniture was made of brown wood. It was really nice. It smelled amazing. A heavenly smell was coming from the counter and you saw it. There were all kinds of pastries on top of the counter. All of them looked so delicious. Suddenly, a young looking man came from a backroom. You immediately knew who he was.

Jeon Jungkook, in the flesh.

Okay, he is handsome as fuck. Even though he didn't exactly look like the hot person in that one picture, he was still handsome wit his small round glassed and the working outfit. His hair was black and a little curly and he was much taller than you. Maybe about 180 cm?

"Welcome to our cafe. Is there anything particular you want?" He said lazily, as if he didn't even care about your order.

"Uh, I'm still l- looking," You stuttered, but intensionally.

"Sure, call me when you're ready," He said and left for the backroom again.

Okay, he left. Now your plan can begin, except, it didn't.

You sat at a small table in the corner and took the menu. There were all kinds of beweridges and deserts. Your stomach started to grumble, but you didn't want to order anything from this cafe. Just to be careful.

..-..

"Hyung, is she still sleeping?"

"I think so."

"Should we wake her up?"

"No, let her sleep for a little more, she looked tired when she came inside."

"Alright."

.._..

You started opening your eyes, and found yourself inside the cafe. It was now dark outside and even the cafe looked like it was closed. There was a blanket placed on your body and a cup of coffee was on the table in front of you. It was still warm, so there must be someone still in the cafe.

You buried your face in the palms of your hands and sighed loudly. You messed up, badly. You fell asleep in the cafe, even though you didn't mean to. You placed your head on the table and sighed again. You were still sleepy and felt like shit. Your arm was still hurting, it was actually hurting more than before. Maybe it was broken. You didn't care though.

"Are you awake?" You heard a voice behind you which made you flinch.

"Jesus, you scared me," You mumbled quietly, still sleepy.

"Sorry if I woke you up," The voice said kindly.

"No, it's my fault falling asleep here. I feel like a fool," You sighed and raised your head to look at the person.

To your surprise, it wasn't any of the guys from the pictures. He was tall and handsome. You didn't see his face clearly because of the darkness but you knew he wasn't any of the guys form the pictures from earlier. He was more mysterious and he had this husky, deep voice. It was alluring even. You stared at the guy for a while.

The only thing that you saw, was his bright, red hair glowing in the candle light like a red cherry. It was somehow very beautiful, even though it wasn't even a normal color to have.

"What time is it?" You asked with a drowzy voice and stood up.

"It's 9 pm," He answered and you widened your eyes in shock.

"Wha-? shit..." You mumbled and pressed your hand on your face in shame.

"Is everything alright?" He asked with worry.

"N- I mean, yeah everything is alright, I guess," You sighed again and walked torwards the door.

"Wait!" You felt him grabbing your arm quite tightly, which made you whine in pain.

He immediately let go and hurried to your side. Your face was showing a few particular emotions, irritation and tiredness. You sat down on a chair and sighed once again.

"Are you... okay? I didn't do anything wrong, did I?" He asked in worry.

"Don't worry, I just hurt my arm this morning. It's nothing to worry about," You said.

"Let me see," He said, and strangely, you accepted his offer to help.

You raised the sleeve of your shirt's right arm and allowed him to examine your arm in peace. He gasped and turned his head to look at your face. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion and looked at him.

"I- I think it's broken- but... how- how can you even manage a pain like this? You act ike nothing happened-"

"It's okay," You said and rolled the sleeve back down. You stood up and opened the front door to get out.

"Hey! Please, I'm a doctor!" He yelled and you stopped.

"Really? But I have doctors at my own house too," you looked at him with a tired look.

His expression changed into a questioning one. You knew he was thinking about something.

"But you shouldn't drive a car with a broken arm," He said.

"And how the hell do you know if I drive?" You asked curiously.

"I-"

"That's what I thought," You said and left the cafe.

You were walking to your car, still angry because that guy has something to hide from you. He clearly knew you came by car. Maybe he staked you when you arrived near the cafe. But why the hell would he do that?

"Hey," you heard another voice calling you from a distance. You turned around to see a familiar man behind you, smiling.

"Oh, what a coincidence, we see again Mr. Kim," You gasped and chuckled a little.

"Hahaha, yeah. And no need to be so polite! You can call me Namjoon if you want," He smiled.

"Oh well, then, Namjoon, I'm afraid I left the jacket at my house, so I can't quite give it to you yet," You frowned.

"It's okay, you don't need to give it back," He smiled again.

"But I insist," You laughed.

"Well if you seriously insist, but it can wait," He laughed too.

"Alright," You smiled.

Namjoon was wearing a dark-grey suit. t was perfect on him, and he literally looked like a rich CEO of a huge business. Maybe he is, I don't know. All I know is that he is very handsome and charming in a mysterious way. It's like he's hiding something big.

The way he looked at you made you calm and not afraid. You even forgot about your broken arm. Suddenly you thought about something; what was he doing here, near the cafe? There's no way he followed you right?

"Uh, Namjoon, I think I have to go, so goodbye I guess.." You laughed awkwardly.

"Sure, see you around," He winked and left.

"...alright..?" You looked at his back while he was walking away.

You returned home safely and soundly to sleep. You thought about something before you went to bed.

"Why did all of the guys I met today look like they had something to hide...?"