Joo Won: Look at that, look at that. Why do women do that? They never do it when they’re with each other. But whenever a man’s around, they get cream on their lip and pretend not to notice… Ah, how dirty! Come here.
The first time he comes over, Clarke doesn’t think much of it. He’s just another one of customers, even though his coffee order is blessedly uncomplicated (cappuccino), he tips well and smiles politely. When she asks who she should make it out to, he says Ryan and Clarke supposes that’s fine. He could be a Ryan.
His freckles and his general, overwhelming prettiness are a little too much, but she doesn’t dwell on it.
Then the next time he comes over, he’s wearing a pressed suit, a stack of flyers announcing a charity car wash, the kind of glasses that’d make someone think you really know your shit, orders his thing, but –
It is totally plausible that she misplaced his name, but she still narrows her eyes at him and he squirms a little.
Whatever, she moves on.
But the third time, when he looks dead on his feet and speak what she supposes is Tagalog into his phone, oh, the third time, she knows she’s not senile. It’s the cute guy that’s the problem. This time she knows she wasn’t wrong because he ends the call as soon as he gets to the register, orders a cappuccino and says,
What the fuck.
“So you obviously want to find out what’s his real name, right?” Raven asks when Clarke finally tells her about the guy.
“Of course I do! Don’t you?”
Raven shrugs, fixing her ponytail. “Maybe his name is embarrassing, ok? Maybe his parents were fans of Star Wars and named him C3PO.”
Clarke snorts at that, greeting a customer and taking down their order. Still, she’s intrigued. Yeah, it could be a weird name, but something tells her that’s not the case.
Not with all the flyers he’s constantly carrying around, announcing a charity bake sale, adopt-a-puppy day in the local shelter. As far as she knows, he might be saving kittens from trees in his spare time.
So the only logical conclusion is – he’s a superhero.
In a few weeks, dearest reader, you may find yourself in Los Angeles, alone, wandering the streets, schlepping to the nearest Mobil station which promises coffee. But those, my friend, are false promises. We, at KCON, want to save you from the inevitable onslaught of “Hawaiian Dark Roast” and “Chocolate Brownie Lattes.”
Of course, KCON is the main attraction, but what about the place where you can get a taste of Korean “café culture?” Koreatown. Of course there are some K-town quirks that could disorient any visitor.
1) Many coffee journeys begin in the early morning hours, but most K-Town cafes don’t open until 11 am (with the exception of Caffebene and Tom N Toms). Why? Because Korean café culture is much more about socializing and enjoying the ambience (which is usually swanky) than just the cup of coffee itself. So, many cafes open late and close late.
2) Since there is so much tasty, interesting food scattered around K-Town, I wouldn’t recommend eating a meal at a café. Of course, the cakes and waffles are always a good bet, but, try not to be drawn into the promise of cheap 불고기 (bulgogi).
3) Expect to pay a little more if venturing into a trendy, non-chain café. Usually, all drinks (even hot tea) are around $6. Paying for ambiance seems a little crazy, but worthwhile on a short KCON-cation.
Today, let’s talk about cafes where you can get your caffeine fix, have a long chat with friends, experience a traditional tea house, or even study all night.
Jinyoung: when you sits opposite to each other on the aisle of the library reading books. You’re not that into books, you just come for him, to contemplate him, but you end up falling asleep instead, bobbing your head up and down after every few minutes. “My sleeping beauty”, Jinyoung chuckles, tearing his gaze off the book to see you dozing off. He inches closer to you, leaning his head to one side while tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ears. And you shoot your eyes open, he’s so close to you, so close that the tip of his nose rubbing against yours, which makes you startle a bit. Your widened eyes cause him to grin as he goes in for a peck on the lips, then soon turning into a shower of kisses, his both hands cupping your cheeks.
Bambam: since he’s such a cutie, every kiss would turn out to be cute. Like a soft peck whenever you run into each other in the hallway or whenever he has time to come home with you, or movie date kiss, ice cream kiss, cappuccino kiss, under the moonlight kiss, under the porch kiss… Ahh, it’s countless.
Bambam: late atnight when he comes home to you after his usual dance practice. Sweats stillroll down from his temples and his shirt is still damp as he pulls you in for a
hug, brushing his lips against yours softly before turning you around. “Cuddle
up with me?”, he whispers into your ears and kisses them, resting his chin on
the crook of your shoulder and his arms wrapping around your waist. You smile
while nodding, securing grip on you before guiding him to your room.
in the morning when you don’t want to wake up. Your bodies tangle with each
other as you bury your face into his chest. “We have to wake up, y’know”,
Jinyoung lazily opens his eyes to look at you, then leans down to cover your
lips with his. You groan and he chuckles, kissing your eyelids then your lips
again. “There. I’ve broken the spell from the sleeping fairy for you”, he says
jokingly and you giggles, peeping your eyes at him lovingly. “Morning
Jinyoungie”. “Morning Y/N-ie”.
Jinyoung: when you play water guns. You laugh hysterically while shooting each other with water, neither of you seems to want to surrender just yet. But soon later, Jinyoung walks out from his hiding place, raising his hands up in the air while coming towards you, who is the dancing the victory dance. “You’re good at this. I admit it”, Jinyoung says, kissing you as a reward. As your lips start molding into each other, he sneakily takes your weapon away from you before beginning to shoot you again. “Love you”, he laughs, running away for his dear life as you can’t do nothing but whining and chasing after him.
Bambam: when he teaches you girl groups’ dances. Just looking at him is hard for you not to laugh. “Stop laughing, okay? Now you try it!”, he demands, holding a laugh himself as you do the dance moves in a rather funny way. The boy comes closer to you to lace his fingers with yours and kiss you ever so sweetly. “Okay so maybe cute suits you more”, he pinches your cheeks, “Apink?”. You nod and he pecks your lips. “Get ready for Mr. Chu~”.
Bambam: he seems
so innocent with that face of his, but inside him is a beast waiting to be
unleashed. He steps into the room, pushing you against the wall before
devouring your lips. He kisses you roughly, his hands roaming your body as he
stares at you with lust. “You’re so beautiful”, the words manage to slip out of
his mouth as you swirl your tongue with his, releasing moan after moan and soon
the small place will get too steamy.
Jinyoung is so
turned on when you sit in his lap, straddling his waist with your legs. He
presses his lips against yours, nibbling, sucking your lips while his naughty
hands run down to squeeze your butt cheeks, earning a small yelp from you. “Park
Jinyoung!”, you stare at him and he smirks, kissing you passionately again. “You
are too sexy not to touch, jagiya!”, he mutters between kisses before his lips
trail down to your earlobe, the sensitive spot on your neck and the valley
between your breasts. You moan loudly, pushing his head deeper in and knotting his
hair. As we all know, that sexy makeout session will lead to something more.