|| Xanthophile || Hello! I'm Carly! π she/her, Minnesota b. 1993 β π Goddess of Guinea Pigs π BTS OT7, married to Suga π I am a VERY thorough tagger π Ult Bias Min Yoongi π Stray Kids Felix got me acting ~unwise~
Genre: Drabble, Fluff, Slice of Life, Domestic Fluff
Word Count: 559
Rating: G
Synopsis: Coffee date with your boyfriend
Warnings: Reader is written with no indication of gender but they are said to be smaller than Yoongi; hope you like salted caramel mocha
A/N: This is my first fic ever. Saw a gifset of Yoongi talking and thought about how I could listen to him talk for hours, and this happened. (Itβs only briefly hinted at, but itβs my intention that Yoongi is an idol and member of BTS, however you can interpret it as you want.) Enjoy, and please let me know what you think! (Also Carlyndra is my pen name.)
Thank you to @ppersonnaββ and @chimoonaββ for convincing me that this isnβt trash and that I should post it, I love you β€
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Warm golden sunlight streams in through the windows. The coffee shop is small, quaint. Cozy.
βOne salted caramel mocha for the lovely customer at table C,β a deep voice says playfully.
You smile up at your boyfriend as he places your drink down before sitting himself across from you. You wrap your hands around the hot drink, feeling the warmth underneath your fingers. βThanks, Yoongi.β
A small hint of his side smile flits across his lips, disappearing as quickly as it had come. βOf course.β
Still the same quiet, introverted man. Heβs wearing a simple black long sleeve shirt and his classic black baseball cap. Somewhat shy, at times avoiding your gaze. You canβt help but think of how effortlessly handsome he looks as he fiddles with getting his straw into his drink.
The two of you hadnβt been dating long; less than a year. It was nice that you were able to find a fairly secluded place where you could be out in public while maintaining some sort of privacy. Either the staff and the few patrons that came through here didnβt recognize Yoongi as an idol, or they didnβt care enough to tell the world.
βYouβre not drinking... Did I get the wrong type?β His innocent question makes you realize that you had been staring at him, sitting frozen as you studied his soft features.
βOh, no, itβs the right one,β you begin to stammer, βI was just, um--β
βYou were too busy looking at me?β Yoongi chuckles softly.
Youβre taken aback. The modest man before you was rarely so forthright.
βYeahβ¦β you quietly breathe out, averting your eyes to stare at the whipped cream swirled atop your beverage.
βHey,β his voice is gentle. Yoongi reaches his hand across the table, slightly chilled from holding his iced drink, and takes your smaller one in his. The gesture causes you to look up to meet his eyes. Theyβre warm and sweet, like the mocha you enjoy so much.
βI like it. Besides, Iβm your boyfriend, youβre allowed to stare all you want. But,β his lips curved up into an impish grin as he gives your hand a gentle squeeze, βI get to gawk at you just as much. Deal?β
Your cheeks flush slightly, and you squeeze his hand back. βDeal.β
Yoongiβs smile turns tender as he nods in acceptance of your answer.
Taking a sip of your drink, you return his smile, the two of you enjoying the quiet moment of mutual adoration.
βSo,β you begin, βTell me about this new project youβve been working on.β
His eyes light up slightly. You listen with great interest as he passionately begins speaking about his latest undertaking. Honestly, you could sit here and listen to him talk about whatever the hell he wanted all day, sun up to sun down, and you would still be ready for more.
The two of you sit chatting until long after your cups are empty. As you exit the small shop, hands entwined, you sneak a glance up at him only to catch him right as heβs peeking down at you. When your eyes lock, he smiles lovingly; a smile big enough that crinkles form at the corners of his eyes. You mirror his expression, heart full, as the two of you plan your next coffee date.
