for soft hours i was thinking maybe jungwon bringing gn!reader a flower while they’re at work?
ofc ofc i love this!! also i decided to make them not dating yet so i hope that’s okay >:)
11:39AM — “thank you, please come again ma’am!” your customer service smile falters as soon as yet another middle aged woman rushes out with her americano, resting against the counter with a groan.
a giggle emits from your co-worker’s lips while he grounds down more coffee beans, side-eyeing your exhausted frown with amusement.
“did you stay up til’ 1am thinking about flower shop boy again?” sunoo inquires knowingly. your eyes widen at his perfect prediction, eliciting another chuckle from the silver haired boy.
you huff, “jungwon is not just some.. some shop boy! he’s the love of my life sun, he just doesn’t know it yet.” you mumble the last part with a pout, adjusting your apron stubbornly.
“mhm, your three interactions that consisted of both of you failing to make eye contact says otherwise.”
before you could (attempt to) defend yourself, the bell above the café’s entrance jingles, signalling a new customer’s entry.
frantically, you smooth down your attire and straighten your posture, turning back to face the customer. “hello, welcome to—“
you freeze, momentarily stunned as none other than the topic of your conversation from mere seconds ago walks in. jungwon looks strangely nervous, fidgetting with his sweater sleeve as he meets your eyes, keeping one of his hands hidden behind his back. you notice that he’s still wearing his brown gardening gloves paired with an adorable sun hat that nearly makes you burst into tears, big boba eyes resembling a deer caught in headlights as he ever so slowly walks closer.
“j-jungwon, what’re you doing here?” you inwardly scold yourself for stuttering, resisting the urge to turn around and slap sunoo when you hear his distant snickering.
the boy gulps, at last arriving at the ordering counter and much to close for you to handle. “uh well- i’m on my uh- lunch break right now and i was just..” he looks around the café, swallowing again, “just wondering if you’d uh- wanna go somewhere with me once your break starts?”
sunoo nearly chokes in the background, disguising it as a very awkward, concerning cough. “oh,” jungwon’s brows furrow as he looks around you, “is.. he okay?”
you quickly clear your throat to divert his attention away from your choking friend, even if you secretly felt like reacting the exact same way your co-worker did. “don’t worry, he does that sometimes. anyways, i’d love to,” you beam, though still in disbelief. “we can plan it all out once my break starts, just give me like, thirty minutes tops!”
in response, jungwon nods happily, a soft blush on his cheeks and ears as his dimple pokes through. “s-sounds great!” suddenly, his eyes widen, as if he’d just remembered something crucial. “oh, and this is for you, but it’s okay if you don’t want it, really,” he insists, hands hastily moving behind his back to reveal a small, delicate red rose.
you feel like you could die happy at that very moment. “oh gosh, you didn’t have to won! thank you, i love it!”
as soon as you’ve plucked the flower from his hands, fingers gracing his own ever so slightly, jungwon bows, quickly walking backwards in a blushy mess. “yeah uh- of course! see you soon, y/n!”
sunoo shakes his head as you watch him run out with hearts in your eyes, still unmoving with the rose in your grip. “geez, you blubbering idiots are so perfect for each other, it disgusts me.”
you roll your eyes, “yeah, well, you better start supporting this relationship, because i heard jungwon’s co-workers are almost as pretty as he is.”
sunoo’s eyes sparkle in interest, “sign me the hell up.”
