⚘ ㅤcafe。

[a starter for anyone]

Nestled up to the fog-rimmed window, Ten blows into the billowing cup of coffee. His eyes fall closed as he brings the cup up to his awaiting lips, taking a tentative sip of the rich liquid. A smile flits across his lips. Sweet morning, hello. He thought as he rested the porcelain white cup back down onto the coaster. It was the little moments like this he treasured--they were going to be far and few between from here on. Rain thumping against the window distracts Ten's attention away from his thoughts into the unfolding scene outside as everyone rushes about their business to escape the unrelenting rain. Some would say the morning was ruined but Ten thought of it as an excellent way to start a day. The steady rhythm of the rain put him at ease and took away the anxiety which liked to plague him each waking moment. Ten pauses to take another sip of his coffee before fishing out his Macbook. He needed to get started on his thesis. It wasn't going to write itself. Yet, every once in a while, he eyes would flicker up from his computer to meet eyes with those coming in as if he was awaiting someone. Or maybe it was anyone.

♡ yukhei w。 6 minutes ago Reply
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