Fanfic | Into You
— Lee Soohyuk x you (FemReader)
syn: A cafe owner secretly in love with his part time staff.
(viii)
Things had been a little crazy lately.
With the new café branch opening, Soohyuk had been busier than ever—early mornings, late nights, and way too many training sessions with fresh-faced baristas who didn’t even know how to hold a milk pitcher properly.
Still, no matter how swamped he got, he always made sure to return to the main café before closing time so he could drive you home.
. . .
Soohyuk was slouched in the manager’s chair at the new café, poking at his half-eaten lunch while skimming account reports he was definitely not in the mood for—when his phone buzzed.
Sora.
He opened the message lazily.
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The second the photo loaded, his jaw tensed.
It was you. Behind the counter. Smiling. Looking cute as hell.
But then his eyes narrowed at the grinning figure in front of you. This guy again?
A customer. Leaning a little too close, smiling like he had just won the lottery.
Soohyuk’s eye twitched.
Sora had warned him about this mysterious customer—always lingering, always finding excuses to chat you up, always asking unnecessary questions just to keep you talking. And now, here he was again, leaning casually on the counter like he owned the place.
Soohyuk clicked his tongue in annoyance. He knew you were just doing your job, but still… did you have to smile at the guy like that? He shook his head, realizing he was getting distracted. He still had new staff to train, but his mind kept wandering back to the photo, wondering if the guy was still there, still trying to charm his way into your good graces.
And now Soohyuk was annoyed. And jealous.
He tapped his fingers against the table, staring at his phone. He wanted to call you, but the moment he thought about it, he groaned and rubbed his face in frustration. Why am I even feeling like this? He had been thirty for a few years now—he should be above childish jealousy. And yet, here he was, bothered by some random customer at his own café.
Still, he couldn’t shake off the feeling. So, he hit the call button.
You picked up after the third ring. "Hey! How’s training going?"
"It’s fine," Soohyuk muttered, clearing his throat. He needed to approach this carefully. "How’s the café? Anything… interesting happening?"
You hummed in thought. "Not really? Just the usual rush. Nothing crazy."
Soohyuk exhaled slowly. Just say it, he told himself. But the words felt ridiculous. Instead, he blurted out, "Good. But don’t smile so sweetly at customers."
There was a pause. "...What?"
"You heard me."
You laughed, clearly confused. "Wait. Didn’t you tell me how important it is to be friendly? You literally said my best weapon is my smile!"
Soohyuk immediately regretted this approach. He clicked his tongue in frustration. "Yeah, well… maybe not for all customers."
Your eyes widened slightly as realization hit. Sora must have sent him a photo.
You grinned to yourself, deciding to tease him. "Ah… I see. Does this happen to be about one specific customer?"
Soohyuk went silent.
"You’re jealous."
"I’m not—" He sighed, giving up. "Forget it."
You chuckled, shaking your head. "Soohyuk, you shouldn’t care about him."
"I don’t care about him. I care about you." He sighed again, rubbing his temple. "Just… stop smiling too sweetly."
Your amusement softened into fondness. "You’re cute when you’re jealous, you know that?"
He groaned. "Don’t say that."
"But you are!"
"So I’m this old and still jealous like this. What am I even doing?"
"You know what? I’m actually glad you feel that way."
Soohyuk paused. "Glad?"
"Yeah," you admitted, twirling your lunch pasta with your fork. "It means you care. And honestly… I miss you."
Soohyuk blinked, his heart doing an involuntary little flip. He had been hoping you'd say that, but actually hearing it made his stomach flutter in a way that was both satisfying and slightly ridiculous.
"I even wished you forgot a file or something," you continued playfully, "just so you'd have a reason to drop by and I could see you—even for a split second."
Soohyuk exhaled sharply, rubbing the back of his neck. "You should’ve told me earlier. I could’ve pretended to forget a file."
You giggled. "Then do it next time."
"Fine," he muttered, a small smirk forming. "But only if you really do miss me that much."
"I do."
He leaned back in his chair, smiling to himself. He could already picture your face—flushed red, as always, whenever he teased you with romantic words.
"Alright. Then I’ll be back at the café around four."
You blinked. "That early? Aren’t you busy training new staff?"
Soohyuk replied playfully, "Because you miss me, I can’t let you miss me for too long."
You laughed, shaking your head. "You just wanted an excuse to check on me, didn’t you?"
"...Maybe," he admitted with a lazy smirk.
You grinned, warmth blooming in your chest. "Then I’ll see you at four, jealous café owner."
Soohyuk scoffed but didn’t correct you. "See you."
And with that, he hung up, already looking forward to seeing you.














