and there you were. ( jonghyun & yuna )
: hdxjonghyun
Yuna just fiddles with the pendant that's hanging on her neck as she watches the people around the cafe. It's a normal week night, and despite it not yet being the weekend, a sizeable crowd is milling around, mostly because of the weekly open mic events that happened to fall on Thursdays. She's already signed up--eighth on the list, so quite far along the night still, and she's just hanging around, drinking her tea while waiting for the programme to start.
She's humming along to the tune playing in the background--not live yet, but blasting through the speakers, when she happens to glance towards the direction of the entrance. The lighting in the cafe is a bit dim, perfect for a seemingly warm ambience, but it doesn't really help Yuna out when she tries to identify the familiar figure that steps into the cafe. "Shit." The profanity easily slips her tongue, and her brows crease with concern. She can feel her heart beating loudly, nervously--she still couldn't really make out his face, but she'd know that build and body from a mile away.
She keeps staring; it would make sense for him to be here as well. They had similar dreams, and similar means of approaching those said dreams. It's why they were both in Hongdae after all, and it was a large part of why they got along so well to begin with. When his head turns, she quickly turns anyway--she's not sure how ready she is to face him. She had given him time to himself to think things over, and one, curt birthday greeting aside, they haven't really spoken since she had let him know that he was going to be a young father.