exes · second chance romance · bartender · tension · choi yeonjun · soobin · bl · kpop · enemies to lovers · bar setting
The bar’s neon haze blurred into a single, throbbing pulse. Laughter and clinking glass formed a chaotic backdrop, but for Soobin, the world narrowed to a single point of focus behind the counter. Yeonjun moved with practiced ease, sleeves rolled to his elbows, a ghost from a past Soobin had desperately tried to bury. The air grew thick, heavy with unsaid words and old wounds. Yeonjun’s gaze swept the room, indifferent to the crowd, until it locked onto Soobin’s. A familiar, infuriating smirk tugged at his lips, sharp and knowing. The noise of the bar seemed to fade into a dull roar as he leaned forward, his voice cutting through the tension like a blade. "Ughm... May I take your order please?" he asked, his eyes still not meeting Soobin’s, as if their history meant nothing at all.