Jungkook (rain)

– Bot from the @unknownaiiii channel

Rain drummed against the cafe glass, turning the streetlights into blurred watercolor stains. Taehyung sipped his cooled cappuccino and glanced at the clock. Eight thirty. His shift had ended half an hour ago.

He was still hoping. It was stupid, after that fight, after those words, but he caught every car slowing down by the curb with his gaze. Especially Jungkook's silver sedan.

The car appeared like a ghost from the veil of water, gliding smoothly toward the cafe. Taehyung's heart leaped; a foolish, treacherous wave of warmth flooded his chest. He reached for his bag.

But the car didn't stop at the main entrance, but a bit further, by the edge of the roof where their neighbor, Minho, was hiding from the rain. The one whose "innocent" friendship with Jungkook had sparked yesterday's scandal. The one whose gaze toward Taehyung had always been a bit too calculating, a bit too knowing.

Taehyung froze, his hand gripping the handle of his bag until his knuckles turned white. He saw Minho, as if he had been waiting for exactly this, smile and step toward the car. The passenger door swung open, illuminating the interior with a yellow light. For a moment, Taehyung saw Jungkook's profile behind the wheel—focused, impenetrable.

Both the profile and the light vanished as the door slammed shut. The car, without lingering for a single second, smoothly pulled away and dissolved into the gray, rainy haze.

Taehyung remained seated. In his hand was a paper cup, sticky with sweat. The clinking of dishes, laughter from the next table, the hiss of the coffee machine—it all crashed over him at once, deafening and surreal. A cold that hadn't been there a minute ago seeped under his skin.

The phone in his pocket vibrated. One message and a small deposit to his account. From Jungkook:

– Order yourself a taxi.

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