─── Coffee Stained Love Letters | ONESHOT
Taehyung worked at a coffee shop near his university. But one day, he started receiving love letters from a stranger.
TaehyungxJungkook. , Taekook. , fluff. , barista!TaehyungxJungkook. , use of nicknames. , praise kink. , smut. , alcohol. , wc 1.9k
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Taehyung worked at a café near his university, earning money there only to move out and buy better supplies for his hobby, painting. He'd loved painting since he was a child, and when he was in high school, he'd sometimes skip classes to do graffiti on the walls. Working and being a student didn't leave much time for painting, so as soon as he finishes his studies and will have the money he needed, he'd buy a house and start painting and selling his work. For now, he was far from his dream sum.
He currently had a job after classes at the university, so he headed there immediately after packing his things. A small door chime signaled his arrival as he entered, and there was his grumpy coworker, Yoongi. The older man was there almost every day; sometimes he worked night shifts, but Taehyung always saw him, which is why they were close.
"Hi, Tae," Yoongi muttered, preparing coffee for a customer at the counter.
"Good morning, hyung!" Taehyung nodded slightly in greeting, going behind the counter to the back room to get his apron and put down his backpack. He walked to his shelf and grabbed his pink and white apron after putting down his backpack and exited the back room, stopping next to Yoongi.
"Were there a lot of customers while I was gone?" the younger man asked, running a hand through his hair to keep it out of his eyes.
Yoongi shook his head. "No." His voice was monotone; Taehyung was used to that.
"Mmm..." he hummed, sighing. "Right..."
Suddenly, the door chime rang as another customer entered. It was a young man with piercings in his eyebrow and lip.
"Hello, welcome to Bom Coffee." The boy simply nodded at Taehyung's words and approached the counter.
"A large matcha latte, please."
Taehyung nodded. "Okay, please take a seat." He turned and began preparing his latte at the machines.
The boy took a seat by the window. He recognized Taehyung; he went to college with him, but they attended different majors, unfortunately. He saw him sometimes in the hallways, but they never spoke. He had tried so many times to strike up a conversation, to stop him, to ask for his number, but he was shy... He liked him.
When the latte was ready, Taehyung approached his table and handed it to him. "Your matcha is ready, enjoy." He smiled faintly, walking away, but before he could, the boy stopped him.
"Wait... I'm Jungkook, I go to college with you."
Taehyung paused, turning to face him. He squinted a bit, trying to remember his face. True, he'd seen him a few times passing through the hall, but he'd never spoken to him.
"Taehyung." He gave him a quick smile and returned to the counter.
Jungkook scrolled through his phone while drinking his matcha, but he couldn't help but glance out of the corner of his eye at Taehyung, who was serving other customers at the counter. He texted his friend, his fingers quickly wandering across the screen as he typed.
"Jimin hyung... I'm at the coffee shop right now, but that cute guy from my studies I told you about works here."
Jimin got a notification while playing a game. He pressed escape, pausing it, and picked up his phone, reading Jungkook's message.
"So what about that? Did you talk to him or give him your number?"
"No..."
"So what are you waiting for? Give him your number and ask if he'd like to go out with you sometime." Jimin sent the message, knowing Jungkook was shy about such things, especially after his last failed date.
"Okay, hyung. Maybe I'll do it." Jungkook teased him.
"Ya, you better." Then he put his phone away, returning to his game. He hoped the younger boy would do it; Jungkook talked about the guy a lot and was seriously in love.
Jungkook sighed, finishing his matcha, and took out a slip of paper, writing his phone number on it. He walked up to the counter, holding the money to pay and the note.
"Uh... Excuse me." He called out to Taehyung. Yoongi glanced at the boy at the counter, but noticed he wasn't looking at him, but at Taehyung.
"Tae, someone's calling you." Yoongi called Taehyung that was currently in the the back room. Taehyung heard him and quickly walked out, straightening his apron.
"Yeah- oh." He blinked a few times before approaching Jungkook. "Yeah? What did you want?"
"To pay for the matcha..." He handed over the money, which had the note with his number on it. Taehyung took the money, noticing something on top. He was about to call Jungkook back to say he'd left something, but he quickly left.
"Goodbye." Those were Jungkook's only words as he left the cafe.
Yoongi raised an eyebrow, smirking slightly. "Ooh, he likes you," he teased him.
"Yeah right... He probably left it by accident; there's no way he likes me." Taehyung snorted, making yoongi groan in annoyance.
"Whatever you say."
Going home late after work, Taehyung couldn't stop thinking about that number and what Yoongi had said. Had he left it there on purpose or had he forgotten about it? He couldn't help but pull the small piece of paper with the number written on it out of his pocket and call it.
Jungkook was scrolling through Instagram before someone called him, an unknown number. He assumed it was Taehyung.
"Hello? Is that you, Taehyung?" he asked.
Taehyung paused; it really was Jungkook. "Uh... Yes, it's me. I just wanted to ask if you accidentally gave me your number or if you meant to."
Jungkook chuckled, embarrassed. "I meant to... Is it okay or do you not want to talk to me?"
"No, that's not it, I was just curious." Taehyung spoke, crossing the street to reach his small apartment.
"Ah! Right, sorry, I could have given you my number in person instead of leaving a note on the money."
A few days later, Taehyung was receiving love notes at the coffee shop during his shifts. Yoongi guessed it might be Jungkook, but he didn't say anything to the boy because he would say it couldn't be him anyway. Jungkook and Taehyung began to become closer. After work, the older boy would go to the park with him or just walk around the city, and on his days off, he would come to Jungkook's house, or Jungkook would come to his. He found out he had a dog, his name was Bam, and he was a Doberman. He liked him immediately. Taehyung loved dogs; they were his favorite animal, right after bears and tigers.
Those love notes were actually sent by Jungkook. Every time he came to the cafe when Yoongi was on shift with Taehyung, he could see from Yoongi's expression that he knew it was him who sent them.
The first time Jungkook tried to be bold, he accidentally knocked over a display of organic syrups, sending a sticky cascade of madagascar vanilla across Taehyung’s shoes. It wasn’t a romantic movie moment, it was a clumsy disaster that left Taehyung scrubbing the floor with a rag and Jungkook apologizing. One tuesday, while Yoongi was staring at the clock and praying for his shift to end, Jungkook walked in not with a note, but with a request.
"Taehyung hyung, I have a ticket to the modern art gallery!" Jungkook said, leaning over the counter. He just looked at him, his eyes hopeful.
Taehyung paused, his hand hovering over the steamer. "I'm working, Jungkook—"
"I'll wait right here until your shift ends."
Yoongi sighed. "Just go on the date, Tae. For the love of god, just go so he stops hovering over my register."
Taehyung laughed. "Fine. Pick me up at six."
"Okay! Sure!" With that, Jungkook left the cafe.
The date went great, except that it rained and they both came home soaking wet.
"Hey hyung, you can stay here tonight if you want. I don't have anything to do anyway. We can have a drink and watch movies."
Taehyung considered this suggestion. It was raining, which would only make him come home even wetter and tired since it was already late.
"Okay, I can stay," he replied, sitting on the couch in the living room.
Jungkook began preparing the alcohol, pouring the wine into glasses and setting them on the coffee table.
Taehyung leaned back into the couch cushions.
"Cheers to not getting caught in that downpour again." Jungkook said, raising his glass, his fingers brushed against Taehyung’s.
They drank.
The wine went down well at first, and the conversation continued long and pleasantly. Jungkook had already filled their glasses twice before they both lost count. Taehyung's cheeks were slightly red from the amount of alcohol.
"This shirt is getting uncomfortable," he muttered.
"Then take it off, I'll get you another one later."
Jungkook's gaze was on his exposed torso before he looked away and poured the last drops of wine into his glasses. Taehyung moved closer to him, their thighs touching, and Jungkook's hand was on his knee.
"You look good like this, you know, hyung?" Jungkook muttered, his voice low. His fingers traced upward along Taehyung's inner thigh. Taehyung turned his head, meeting Jungkook's eyes.
Without a word, Jungkook leaned in and kissed him deeply. Taehyung only opened his mouth slightly, and he slid his tongue inside. His hand, which was on his knee, moved higher before palming Taehyung's growing bulge through the fabric. He squeezed it lightly, feeling his cock twitch.
Taehyung let out a low groan to the kiss and grabbed the hem of Jungkook's shirt and pulled it up, breaking the kiss just to remove it. Jungkook, seeing the perfect moment, got on top of him and straddled the older boy's hips, grinding their cocks together through their pants. They both let out low moans. Taehyung lowered his head to the younger boy's neck, leaving marks.
"Ngh... Hyung..." Jungkook moaned, tilting his head to the side, giving him better access to his neck.
"Shh... You're doing so great, baby..." Taehyung mumbled against his neck, continuing to kiss his neck, eventually moving lower.
After a few minutes, they were both naked. Taehyung was on top of Jungkook, spitting on his fingers, using his saliva as lubricant. He slowly began to insert two fingers, scissoring them inside to loosen his hole, drawing moans from him.
"A-ah... Hyung..." Jungkook moaned, his hands landing on Taehyung's shoulders, his fingers digging in lightly. "F-fuck..."
"Relax, sweetheart..." Taehyung slowly began thrusting his fingers into his hole, grabbing his cock and stroking it at the same time as he loosened his tight hole. Jungkook began moaning uncontrollably, bucking his hips upward slightly as the older boy ran his thumb over his tip, spreading the precum. He knew he was close when his hole squeezed his fingers.
"Come on, you're doing so good, love. Cum in my hands," Taehyung said, speeding up his hand.
"Nghh... Hyung, please..." Jungkook squeezed his eyes shut, and after a moment, he came. His cum dripped onto Taehyung's hand.
The next day, Taehyung woke up first. Jungkook was next to him on the couch... naked. He didn't remember much of what had happened, but from their state, he knew they were doing something... He sighed, reaching for his clothes, getting dressed. He fixed his hair to look presentable.
"Jungkook..." He hestitated. "Jungkook, baby... wake up." He gently woke him up.
"Mmm..." Jungkook only let out a low hum as he opened his eyes. He immediately felt a pain in his thighs.
A few months had passed, Jungkook and Taehyung got together. Taehyung had found out he was the one sending him those love notes. Yoongi, of course, was supportive, even sometimes making free coffee for Jungkook when he came to visit Taehyung. They had become good friends.
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