wrote this bin x reader thing for @mxnbin a couple months ago for secret aroha i spammed her with 24 asks (;;;;) and she told me to put it in a post but i’ve never gotten round to it ;;;; anyways i’ve shuffled it from ask-format into a sort-of bulletpoint thing format here it is!!
when you step into the small and empty coffeeshop, you’re hit by the warmth and the sweet, soft smell of coffee
eunwoo was the one who invited you here for your tutoring session, bribing you with the promise of the Astro Bean famous hot chocolate
getting help on your physics homework and getting hot chocolate AND getting to spend time with your best friend i mean who wouldn’t be down for it?
the bell above your head sends out a tiny tinkle, and the tall boy behind the counter looks up
he unfolds himself from the seat behind the cashier and shrugs on a smile - what can i get you today?
carefully perusing the menu, you select a vanilla hot chocolate and hand the tall boy (sanha, his name tag reads) your card
@ bin: “ya! get your ass here, bin hyung!”
shuffling noises from the kitchen
@ bin: “we got a customer! vanilla hot chocolate!”
as you set your books down at a counter seat, another boy shuffles out of the kitchen
he blinks slowly, rubbing his fist against his cheek as he stifles a yawn
@ sanha: “what was the order?”
sanha snorts and throws your receipt at him, going back to stare at his phone
you look around at the empty corner coffeeshop, at its homey red-brick walls, at its light-wood tables
it’s pretty here, you remark to the barista
‘bin-hyung’ looks up for the first time, sleepily blinking at your words while his hands move almost automatically with practiced ease
they suddenly freeze, though, and you peer at his arms in concern
you ok? you ask, as you peel your eyes away from where he’s holding the milk jug in a death grip
his eyes are no longer half-closed, but wide open as they take in you and your books
h-hi, he stutters, setting down the milk jug. hi.
before you can respond to his sudden wide-eyed look, you feel a soft kiss dropped on the crown of your head
hey sanha, eunwoo calls loudly at the counter
he flicks a grin at binnie as his hand settles in the small of your back. sup, binnie?
bin’s mouth snaps closed and he blinks at eunwoo
hey eunwoo hyung, he says softly, hands once again moving around the humming coffee machine.
just woke up from your nap? eunwoo grins as he pulls out his books.
shut up, bin snarks back, a small smile gracing his features
he looks softer when he smiles, you notice, his eyes crinkling into crescents and his beanie pushing his fringe to the top of his eyebrows
you watch as his hands finish their dance around the coffee machine, wiping down the steam stick and knocking caramel into a cup for eunwoo’s drink.
ya, stop staring, eunwoo nudges you, take a video and it’ll last longer.
you blush furiously - ya, who’s staring!
eunwoo laughs, watching you huff and flip your books open. we should start work on chapter 3 first, love, i still think it’s your weakest topic, he notes, pushing his fringe out of his eyes
you pick up your pen and are about to take notes when you hear an inhuman shriek tear out of the kitchen
who did u expect honestly
a small, dark-haired boy runs out of the kitchen, crashing into the counter and sliding all the way up in front of you
eunwoo groans, dropping his head in his hands
you stare confusedly at the boy in front of you, with his sunshine beam and eyes that disappear from the force of his grin
…yes? you answer, hesitantly, but you barely get the syllable out of your mouth before the boy grabs both your hands, pen and all, in his own
his voice wow what are eardrums do u even have them anymore
eunwoo’s told us all about you! when are you getting married!
you’re stunned and stumble over your words - i… married… wha… what?
eunwoo bursts out laughing in embarrassment. ya, you idiot, this is my best friend! i’ve told you guys about her, we grew up together.
mj’s face crinkles up in confusion - we heard you calling her love and when you came in you kissed her and when you come in for your shift you always talk about what you did with her and -
another shorter, blonde-haired guy saunters out of the back room, drawling, i told you they weren’t together, mj. you owe me 10k won!
mi’s sunshine beam immediately disappears and is replaced by a pout, his eyes growing larger
eunwoo laughs and turns to you, this is mj and jinjin - i’ve told you about them?
the pieces fall into place - the aggressively happy mj-hyung and slow manager jinjin-hyung from the stories eunwoo tells you about his shifts in the coffeeshop place
sanha, the tall noodle who couldn’t make coffee for his life but made the soundtrack that ran softly in the background of the cafe
rocky, who ran the kitchen behind with an iron fist
a soft thunk of a cup in front of you makes you look away from the mess that is jinjin and mj arguing and eunwoo trying to pacify them
vanilla hot chocolate? bin asks, nudging his black glasses back up his nose
you nod and smile, and he smiles back, all the sleepiness from before melting off his face
eunwoo referred to binnie as the most talented barista he’s ever worked shifts with, and you can see why
his hands had moved like magic before, whipping together ingredients into a cup
i’m… i’m moon bin, he tells you, fingers worrying at the hem of his barista apron, i work with eunwoo on tuesdays and thursdays.
i know, you smile, twirling a pen between your fingers, eunwoo’s mentioned all of you before.
bin beams at that, cheekbones melting into a soft grin. he just didn’t mention how… adorable you were, you add silently in your head and suddenly you’re blushing.
you’re busy willing the blush back down your cheeks when an empty paper cup suddenly flies your way and the both of you lean away from the counter in alarm
there’s loud cackling from jinjin and you see the vague shape of eunwoo dash away from him and the shadow of mj disappearing underneath a table
it… it’s not usually this loud or this weird, i promise, bin winces.
a large tray of muffins emerges from the kitchen and seems to snort
not this weird? yeah, right, the tray says. you squint at it before the tray lowers itself and reveals a fierce looking boy in oven mitts.
have a muffin? he asks. rocky, you identify
eunwoo’s showed you pictures of his food before, and rocky’s always hovering in the background of the pictures - if his food is apparently amazing enough for bottomless-stomach eunwoo to endorse, it must be pretty good.
you thank him and grab one, before turning back to bin
you catch him staring at you and he quickly glances away, mumbling about helping rocky putting the muffins in the display cases
eunwoo finally settles back down in the seat beside you, tugging his books closer to him
let’s finally start, he sighs. running fingers through his hair
you both start on your work, eunwoo slowly working his way through the problem set and explaining to you the different steps to solve the problem
but every once in a while you’d look up, giving your eyes a break from all the numbers and equations
your eyes always seem to land on bin, who turns pink whenever your eyes meet.
after a while, eunwoo stops to stretch and stares suspiciously at bin
why do you keep hanging around the counter when there are no customers? you usually take a nap in the back room, eunwoo eyes bin
is something wro- eunwoo catches sight of bin’s blush and cuts himself short, eyes widening and beginning to sparkle.
you look confusedly at him, what?
a silent, heated back and forth between bin and eunwoo start, with eunwoo’s eyes glinting and bin’s eyebrows furrowing then eunwoo blinking in disbelief and bin looking bashful
care to let me in? after two minutes of the psychic messaging they seem to be doing, you nudge eunwoo
yes, I understand, eunwoo announces, beaming and deviously smirking
bin’s eyes grow large, part in shock and in embarrassment
bin wants to get your number, love, eunwoo announces
bin splutters, glasses going askew and beanie slipping halfway off his hair
hyung! you… you- ya! bin’s face is on fire and he reaches for eunwoo over the counter
eunwoo fends him off easily and cackles, grabbing his pen and post-its
he tosses a scribbled-upon post-it onto your lap and leans back as bin attempts to maul his face over the counter.
you toss the post-it at bin’s face and bin freezes instantly, stirrers gripped between his fingers immediately ceasing in their reach towards eunwoo’s face
his eyes are filled with surprise and a hint of hurt
i don’t want your number, you tell bin, and you watch as his face falls slightly, before smiling and telling him, i want a date.
and when you start coming to hang out at the Astro Bean more often, well… everybody knows the reason why
the reason lies behind strong arms lugging bags of coffee beans behind the counter, hands wiping down the coffee machine, gentle fingers wrapping around yours as he passes you your drink
the reason lies behind peering from under his fringe at you doing your papers on the counter, secret smiles shared softly during quiet moments.
the reason lies behind gentle kisses over the counter, his body warm against yours as he teaches you to make your favourite drink
the reason lies behind why eunwoo teases you and asks you why you never come during his shifts but always, always during binnie’s
when you step into the small and empty coffeeshop, you’re no longer only hit by the warmth and the sweet, soft smell of coffee
you’re hit by the sense of binnie, the sense of home.
