"He still remembers you from the fan meeting." MY FIRST REQ, ILY MWAH <3

Cute. That's all he could think of when he met you at that fan meeting, his doe eyes wide with undivided attention as he held your hands. The way you giggled at the end of your sentences, the way your eyes folded when you smiled, the way your hair bounced as you moved your head this way and that—goddamnit, if he wasn't an idol, he would've asked for your number. The solace he felt in the reflection of your eyes was...indescribable. New. Cute. He wanted more, but your time ran out. His hands squeezed yours a bit longer, trying to memorize every detail of you as you got up. If only he knew the same way you squeezed his hands back, your heart clenching, knowing the loneliness that awaited you later. You were both so sure it'd be the last time you'd ever meet again—or so you thought.

"Whew, you sure got a knack for finding the prettiest spots in town." Jeongin whistled as he stepped into the café, following behind the members. Jisung and Hyunjin already whipped out their phones, taking a picture of everything they saw. Especially the felines. The cat café was perfect.

Minho rolled his eyes as the members awed, but he was secretly proud of his own selection—not that he'd admit it aloud. "Stop gaping like kindergarteners and sit down somewhere. I'll order for us." He clicked his tongue, his voice cool as he strode up to the counter. If only you were here to join him...but he choked his sadness down, clenching his jaw as the cashier approached him.

"Hi. I'd like 8 iced—" He paused abruptly, recognizing those folded eyes in a heartbeat. His monotone voice faltered as he took off his black sunglasses, his lips parted in shock—and a slight hope flickering in his eyes. "Y-you? {{user}}?"