social media au! baker!seongji x baker!reader
I am obsessed with this ideaaaaa
You loved baking, so much so that you had to fight your parents to put you in a culinary school instead of an engineering one, because they thought 'it had no future.'
You proved them wrong when you had a successful bakery -Y/N's Patisserie- by the age of 22 and cherry on top, you were a popular baking influencer too.
You even had a highlight titled “sold out by 11” and you were proud of every single post.
But to ruin everything, the empty storefront across the street got bought overnight by a guy called....Seongji Yuk?
A few days later the shop opened up for customers, and you were shocked to see that it was a bakery...
You watched from across the street as a tall pretty guy went around serving cakes and pastries.
In just a week, groups of teenage girls who used to be your regulars started turning up at seongji's bakehouse.
You almost spilled coffee on yourself when you saw your own friends go inside your nemesis's bakehouse.
"...dear, are you alright?" asked an old lady, who was a loyal regular.
"Alright? Of course, does it not seem like it?"
"You're gonna break the tea pot, dear."
You let your grip loosen on the pot's handle.
The lady chuckled. "I assume it is the other bakery?"
You sighed in defeat. "Yeah, auntie."
"Well, if you're so worried why don't you take a look at his shop once. That would give you some idea on how to balance competition." she said as she took out her phone.
"Competition, nah, auntie. It's just pretty boy effect. They'll get tired of it soon enough."
"Oh really?" Auntie pulled you by your apron and made you look at her phone.
Okay, so this was getting serious. Should I take auntie's advice? No, that's creepy....
Anyways, you made a fake account at 4 in the morning because you gave up on being a goody-two shoes. You needed to investigate the competition properly.
Someone had asked for his cortadillo recipe on one of the posts and he answered, “sorry secret but i can sell you one :)”
Another person had commented “your smile is so cute” and he replied with “thank you i brush my teeth....?"
Wth? This was your competition? Surely his cakes were as bad as his replies. Right?
You snorted so hard you almost dropped your phone.
The next morning instead of opening up the baker you entered seongji's bakehouse. You were in an oversized black hoodie, baseball cap and glasses even though it wasn't that sunny.
You were just here to see what the hype was about. research. Totally normal.
You gave an order for a Cortadillo and it arrived quite quickly. It was warm and the sugar on top cracked perfectly under your teeth. The inside was squishy and custardy, with orange zest that made it taste like sunshine.
You took one bite. Then another. Then you were marching up to the counter before you could stop yourself.
“Excuse me—hi. This is insane but can I have the recipe?”
Seongji looked up from behind the register and blinked at you. Then his whole face lit up.
“Oh. You’re the girl from across the street, right?”
Your soul did a somersault. were you that recognisable!??
The girls behind you had recognised you too. You heard the sound of phones being raised.
“Wait, is that—?” and the camera click sounds started.
You frantically left the bakery, without even talking to Seongji. Oh gods, this was such a horrible idea!
By the time you got back to your bakehouse, notifications started adding up. Your dm had hit a 99+ and all of it were questions regarding your morning quest.
"Do you like seongji-oppa?" ."Are you guys dating?" "Are you jealous or what?"
You tried ignoring the comments and everything and threw yourself into making your favourite pistachio cookies like rage-baking would fix everything.
Then the message came. You were going to delete it when you saw the user who sent it.
It was supposed to be one recipe exchange.
He showed up with a tupperware of warm cortadillo the next day as soon as you both closed for the day.
You sat on the floor behind your counter and ate straight from the container while he explained the recipe.
As a toke of gratitude you showed him how to pipe your signature roses.
And you were a terrible,terrible liar—your fake account was still active and you still stalke him every night.
Finally you decided to follow him through your official account.
The fangirls noticed the follow-back within hours.
Then someone posted a pic of the two of you taste-testing each other’s new flavors in your bakery, laughing at each other.
Then another one of Seongji carrying a box of your cookies across the street.
You threw your phone across the counter and had to fish it out from behind the stand mixer.
Why was your heart beating so fast!? You thought you'd burst any second now when the outside bell chimed.
It was Seongji. He was carrying a box of doughnuts. Again.
"Hey, y/n. I got us some-"
Seongji stopped in his tracks when he heard you. You might've sounded harsher than you had imagined.
"...Do you not like them?"
You buried your face in your hands. "Noooo. That's not true seongji. But I wish that I had hated it. I really wish."
He put the box on the counter and came by your side. He didn't understand your cryptic words one bit.
"What do you mean? Is something wrong?"
"What's wrong? Are you hurt?!"
You raised your head to look him in the eye. With every ounce of courage you had, you said it. "I like you."
Seongji went still. Very still.
You smacked him on the shoulder.
He rubbed the back of his head and smiled sheepishly. Gods, this man was so cute.
"You mean you like me too?"
He nodded as his cheeks turned bright red.
You hugged him so hard, seongji felt like his lungs would collapse.
"Now isn't this a happy ending?" you muttered, still in his embrace.
Seongji hummed as he hugged you back, lifted you up and twirled you around the empty bakehouse.
Yeah, those comments were gonna get way WORSE.
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