Pairing : Gakook

"The bicycle is a simple solution to some of the world's most complicated problem."

Jungkook's chain that used to hold the wheel of his bicycle was attached to the iron railing. Now it was attached to the wheel of the black bicycle next to it.

How is that possible?

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Clink!

The familiar sound of a padlock locking like every other day was followed by the creaking sound of the wheels of an old black bicycle with the paint peeling off in some places, revealing rust marks. Slender fingers moved to grip the handlebars, one of which was missing a casing, before moving the bike slightly to check that the chain he was using to lock it was in place.

His large hand twisted the keychain a few times and put it into the front pocket of his faded black jeans. He knelt down to tighten the laces of his once bright red Converse sneakers.

Jeon Jungkook, a tall, well-kneed young man, walked across the stone sidewalk and stopped in front of the tall, wooden-framed glass door of a famous coffee shop in the youth area. Many people walked past him. Some turned around and looked. Some turned to whisper to friends walking together.

Well, aside from having a good figure and looking good. A sweet face with big, clear eyes like crystal balls. The nose is high and has a good ridge. And his thin, pale pink lips attracted people of all ages as well. Anyone would definitely stop looking at this adorable man.

The large door opened. Feet step onto the stylish bare cement floor. Inside, there were only the faint sounds of customers chatting in the morning and the sound of the coffee machine. The fresh aroma of coffee wafts into your nose from the first step you enter.

This morning was as bright as ever.

Jungkook walked in with a smile on his face. He greeted his co-workers who had arrived a little earlier before changing into his uniform at the back of the store. Jungkook's broad shoulders and narrow waist always look great in a clean white shirt that accentuates his figure well. A brown apron, matching the theme of the coffee shop, was tied at the waist. He fixed his hazelnut brown hair slightly before going about his duties as a part-time employee of the warm coffee shop.

Tick, tick, tick.

A loud, annoying sound that makes anyone who hears it annoyed by the alarm clock from their mobile phone ringing. A strong hand reached out and grabbed it and pressed it closed before slowly pushing himself up to sit.

The morning sun shines through the gaps between the curtains and hits the skin that is so white and smooth that everyone is envious. His hand caressed his upper arm, passing through the bulging veins running down his wrist from the coolness of the air conditioner. His already small eyes narrowed and he turned his head to look at the extremely expensive digital clock on the shelf.

Min Yoongi sighed softly, coming back to the room late last night was bad. But he still had to wake up at 8 a.m. to carry all his things and sit outside to continue working... The word rest doesn't exist in the dictionary of a songwriter like him. Especially when he was inspired like now, it was impossible to waste time.

He doesn't know when inspiration will fade or when laziness will take over. Every hour and every minute right now is the most valuable when it comes to creating new songs.

And he can't wait to meet his inspiration.

The door to the medium sized room opened and soft light poured in to greet the withered flowers in the vase in front of the entrance. A foot in a pair of black leather shoes stepped out before turning around and locking the door.

His hand tightened on the computer case and the notebook, the inside of which was full of doodles that were hard to read. Headphones from famous brands are worn around the neck. Ready to wear it whenever he wants. Everything he wore was black as before. Actually, he wasn't too fascinated by the color black. Yoongi just thinks black goes well with every color.

Plus, it's a polite color and you can wear this color all over your body without having to choose too much...that's it.

Even his bicycle...was black.

Slim legs cycled along a familiar path until Min Yoongi parked it in front of a famous coffee shop that was now almost a regular place of work instead of his studio. He dragged the bike and parked it next to the old bike that had been chain-locked less than an hour ago. The same chain was taken out and the bicycle wheel was attached to the iron railing.

Clink

The sound of the lock being heard was drowned out by the noise of the people around the area which had clearly begun to increase. Yoongi walked past the passers-by on the sidewalk and pushed open the door to enter the store like he did every day.

Clear eyes that were focused on the coffee machine in front of them glanced up at the shop door when they heard the sound of the door opening. The hot white steam rising from the milk frother obscured the view in front of him. Even though the image of the young man in black was very faint, Jungkook realized that the person who had just walked in was none other than a regular customer like Min Yoongi.

“Welcome~”

A clear voice greeted the young man who had just walked in carrying things. Yoongi came to a stop in front of the counter as Jungkook emerged from the coffee maker to greet him specifically.

“What would you like today?”

A smile appeared on the 24 year old's smooth, childlike face as soon as Jungkook spoke to him. Small triangular eyes closed on cheeks that were pushed up before a low, hoarse voice answered.

“Same as before.”

“Yes, please sit and wait.”

The rabbit's teeth show off cutely when Jeon Jungkook smiles. Yoongi smiled happily at the other person's smile before walking to sit on the sofa in the quiet end of the restaurant. And this corner of the seat is considered to be Yoongi's prime location. It was another reason why he had to wake up early in the morning to get to this seat in time.

Besides it being the quietest. It's also an angle where you can clearly see the counter.

...And it seems like the last factor is the most important to him.

I don't know how much time has passed. I knew it was time to quit work. The tall man reached out and pulled out the soiled tie on his back waist before changing back into the clothes he wore that morning. Long-legged walked out of the locker room at the back of the store. His hand opened the counter divider and he walked out wearing a large backpack. His eyes glanced at the seat at the end where the young man in black was still sitting, engrossed in the same notebook.

A pair of beautiful eyes looked down at the watch on her wrist. The short hand points to the number nine and soon the shop will close. If you don't count the customers who stop by and buy a drink and then leave. The only customer still sitting was him. Jungkook stood on the sofa looking at the other man who had now changed his eyes and closed his eyes.

before walking and pushing the door out to meet his old bicycle. His legs stepped out as his hands reached for his keychain in his front pocket.

But there isn't any.

before he could go back and find the key that might have been lost in the locker room or somewhere inside the store. Jungkook was struck by something even more strange.

Jungkook's chain that used to hold the wheel of his bicycle was attached to the iron railing. Now it was attached to the wheel of the black bicycle next to it.

How is that possible?

Jungkook's head was filled with confusion and confusion. What was going on? Why was his bike tied to someone else's bike?

“So what should I do? I don't know where the key has gone.” The young man muttered softly to himself as he scratched his head with his hand. And it was as if the heavens had heard his question. So they arranged to send an angel in the form of a god of death dressed in black to help.

“Is there anything I can help with?”

"Ah..oh." His eyes widened a bit more when he turned to see the regular child who had been collecting things from the store since I don't know when. His lips moved frantically before he replied in a soft and polite tone.

“Uh...do you know whose bicycle this is?”

His eyes glanced at the black bicycle next to him...a familiar-looking bicycle, causing Yoongi to smile.

“It's mine. Is there something wrong?”

“Well...the chain holds our two bicycles together. I also don't know where my keys go. And how did the chain attach to the customer's bicycle?” The hands used in the explanation were all tangled. Jungkook was clearly flustered. His childish, slurred pronunciation when explaining the situation made Yoongi unable to help but smile. And he wasn't normally a person who smiled easily.

It's like this only for some people.

"Where? Let me take a look."

The small figure walked past the other person and looked down at the abnormality while still smiling and trying to keep his affection towards the other person. He stood and leaned left and right pretending to examine the chain for a moment before turning to face Jungkook again.

“In short, the chain that holds our bicycles together is yours. But the key is gone. So I don't know how to remove it. Is that right??” His low, hoarse voice that matched Yoongi's cute face always made Jungkook feel afraid to talk to him. He expected Yoongi to be methodical and formal.

Which actually….Yoongi is like that.

A sweet face that contrasts with a hot body so much that you have to salivate and nod in response. The lips are slightly puckered.

Jungkook made Yoongi say the word cute in his heart for the millionth time. But the face that was younger than his age was still as smooth and unchanged.

“Do you know the last time you saw a key?”

“Ah, this morning when I locked the key here and put it in my pants pocket. Then I went to change into my uniform at the back of the store. As for the key, it was in the locker's underwear until I changed it back out."

“Then why don't you try going in and looking for it? It might fall inside.”

"yes! I'll come back out soon. Sorry to bother you.” The tall figure ran back into the coffee shop to find the key he had never been able to find.

...Why?

Long legs walked out of the store while Jungkook was behind him looking for something. Another thin young man walked out and reached into his trouser pocket and looked carefully at his face and back. He walked to a halt in front of Yoongi before they both burst out laughing as if they had arranged to do it.

“Hahaha, seriously, Yoongi? I'm the owner of the shop. You know what to do."

“Seriously, this is really cute, Hoseok. I don't know. Just be quiet,” he replied to the other person affectionately, kissing his mouth as a sign to the other person to keep quiet about this matter.

“So where is the key?”

“Here.” A large hand pulled out a keychain from the back pocket of his pants before quickly putting it back in the same place for fear that another person would come back and see it.

“If you want to flirt with his younger sibling, can't you just go in and have a nice conversation? Why do you have to make things difficult?”

"Well, you know what kind of person I am."

His mouth doesn't match his father's heart.

"Oh, well, when this job ends, when you get to hang out with your younger sibling, treat me to a meal. I'll go now. You'll probably be in trouble if you come out and see me... Good luck, friend." After his blessing, Hoseok walked around to the back of the store, leaving him to wake up. Naki stood and smiled alone in the middle of the walkway where the people were starting to thin out.

He still couldn't stop smiling. Even though another person ran out from the back of the store with a crazy expression on his face. Yoongi could only laugh at Jungkook's cute behavior. His heart swelled with happiness and excitement.

At least he would get to spend time with Jungkook until he found a solution to the mysterious bicycle chain problem. (that he created himself) This is it.

And he considers this a very good start :)

The end.