#091798

[ahnyonce-blog]

[ KKT: 혜진누나 ] noona! happy birthday! 🎉 make sure to smile a lot and eat lots of cake~ anyone who makes you sad today will have to catch these hands! 👊

incoming: @091798

[ KKT → 동현 ]→ waaaaah !! donghyun-ah !!→ thank you, thank you, thank you! 😘→ [ image attachment ] → look, i’m smiling (!!) thanks to you, saengie. i’ll have enough cake for the both of us, ok? → agh… thanks for looking out for me. ㅋㅋㅋ aigooyah. lets meet soon. in the mean time, take care, donghyun-ah !! 

[junmni-blog]

❱ ❱ ❱ for @091798​ ❱❱ for reblogging and liking this. ❱❱

Junsu himself wasn’t familiar with idols. His knowledge of the celebrity world stemmed solely from what he heard in passing, or saw on the streets. The ones featured heavily in advertisements he can recognize quickly. The ones that weren’t... not so much.

That being said, it was easy to tell when an idol or star of some sort was visiting Coffee Temple. They were usually accompanied by a gruff looking manager, and -- the most tell-tale sign -- a horde of fangirls. Jun hated when idols visited. It added to the massive headache he always seemed to possess while working, and crowded the shop out. So when a young male with sunglasses, a hat, and face mask (the typical idol outfit) walked into the store, Junsu was prepared for another wave of annoyance to wash over him. If the boy was here, the fangirls weren’t long behind. The barista gave it a few seconds, but nothing came. Huh. Was this guy an idol? Or-- Or was he just some dude that was self conscious? Or better yet, maybe he was hiding from an ex-girlfriend. Now that would be interesting. 

He kept his distance from the stranger for about fifteen minutes, before growing curious as to why the boy was so silent. Most people would have placed an order or left by now. Making his way over to the stool where the male had sat down, Junsu looked at him with a speculating glance. “Uh.... hi...? Are you just chillin’ here, or are you gonna buy something? I’m supposed to kick you out if you don’t buy one of our dumb overpriced drinks, but I don’t really care... What’s with the get-up, by the way? Hiding from someone?”