yhserinâ: â a daydream away.
now, that, ladies and gentlemen, is exactly what you should not do when you have a piping hot cup of tea in your hands. it makes for a disaster of cosmic proportions, because you will end up spilling boiling hot liquid on yourself, which puts yourself in danger of an injury and also causes you to utterly humiliate yourself. at least itâs good as a wake up call, and serin snaps back to reality once she feels the burning sensation on her thighs. âshit, shit, shit!â at this point, cursing under her breath is all she can do, as she pulls out a pack of tissue from her bag and dabs at her stained white jeans ( of all days, why did she pick today to wear these jeans? ). well, that, and pray hard sheâs somehow been blessed with the superpower of invisibility so he doesnât see her and the chaos sheâs just caused, although she supposes thatâs too much to ask for, considering how loudly the people around her gasped when it happened. damn it.
seungjun knows that itâs going to be a fairly good day considering how nice the weather is that morning. everything seems to go smoothly, from waking up feeling refreshed to having an enjoyable run. in fact, he had the entire morning and afternoon to himself before he was scheduled to head out for his evening shoot.
ever since seungjun had graduated and signed on with the agency to become a full-time model, he had found himself having more free time than he knew what to do with. it was a weird change and he knew he shouldnât get used to it, but⊠he found it enjoyable. it was as if a physical force had been lifted off of him and he didnât feel so suffocated all the time anymore. in other words, he didnât feel like he had a stick up his ass all the time.
he knew that it definitely had to do with hideyo moving to yangcheon as well. with his best friend now available to spend time with him whenever he wanted, seungjun finally felt like there was one thing in his life that was going right. although he enjoyed modeling,  it was still a choice he had made because of his mother. everything tied back to his mother⊠but all he could do was wait it out.
not allowing his mother and personal thoughts to ruin his day, seungjun simply stuffed the rising feelings into the back of his mind where they often resided. he finally made his way to achim roasts and didnât need his negativity to set himself into a bad mood when all the coffee shop ever offered him was peace. so with a deep breath, seungjun resets his thoughts, wiping the slate clean before stepping into the comforting shop.
seungjun was headed straight towards the cashier when multiple gasps emitted throughout the floor. it wasnât until he heard the soft panicked whispers of - shit, shit, shit! - that he was able to pinpoint where all the attention was focused on. it only takes seungjun a few seconds of observing before he realizes who the cursing female is, his eyes widening in surprise.
without a second thought, he grabs a handful of napkins from a nearby dispenser before dashing to where serin is situated in the back.
"are you okay?" seungjun rushes the question as he begins wiping down the tea that's still sitting on her seat. he hands her a few before taking a good look at her white jeans. although just tea, the color from the tea leaves has already made it's visible mark on the white denim cloth.
he can tell that she's still frazzled, if not more than when she first processed the situation. although slightly unsure himself, he doesn't hold back from offering whatever he can do to help her clean up as soon as possible.
"i can watch your things for you if you want to run to the bathroom. it should be easy getting the rest cleaned up but it looks like your jeans might be stained."
