Aug 1, 2025
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First let's look at the outsides of the cafes. Remember, there are 2 different ones.
Cafe series~
Photo dump of my at-home cafe. I've been wanting to do one of those at home fan cafes for a while and so I've been testing different recipes, here are the few foods I've made so far.
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“Those Make-It-Mini toys look really really cool!!!”
“I think I’m gonna buy a few to test them out!”
“I got the cafe series!”
Coffee stop, upper Cuba St
flat white.
character: yoon jisung.
genre: fluff, café!au.
word count: 1408w.
summary: yoon jisung isn’t quite ready to be teased by his ten children about his relationship. (part 1/11 of the café series).
a/n: this has been sitting in my drafts for a good one and a half months, and surprisingly, this isn’t the piece that’s been rotting in my drafts the longest.
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“i just don’t understand why i can’t even go into my boyfriend’s café that he owns and say hi to him,” she says with a pout as he runs his fingers through the end of her hair at the end of the day.
it’s become routine to unwind at the end of the day– her with a novel and him with a manga. she often questions the lack of intellectual content in his reading choices, but she leaves his choices be nonetheless, because he runs his fingers through her hair as he reads and that’s enough to quell any of her concerns.
except for the concern that she and jisung have been dating for six months and he still hasn’t allowed her to visit him in his own café.
it’s not really a big deal– she just wants to get to know the boys beyond jisung’s stories.
jisung smacks his tongue against his teeth and lets out a sigh past pouted lips, setting down his book by his bedside table and opting to prop his chin on her shoulder.
“i promise you, that you don’t want to walk into that mess,” jisung says, but in reality, he just doesn’t want his kids– excuse, employees– to tease him (just like he’s teased them countless times before over their crushes).
she looks at him pointedly, indicating that yes, because she thinks he’s over-exaggerating and even if he wasn’t, yes, she’s still willing to walk into that mess.
he chuckles, moving a hand down to intertwine with hers. his thumb rubs small circles into the junction between her thumb and pointer finger to distract her. “here, how about this? we can café hop tomorrow and at the end of the day, i’ll take you to my café and we can talk over your favorite cup of coffee.”
when she takes two seconds contemplate, she sighs, because she knows he’s already won again.
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they leave that afternoon at promptly two, after jisung visits the café to make sure things are running smoothly.
of course, he can’t leave until things are running smoothly and they almost never are when the kids aren’t under his supervision, so he has to take the time to help dust off seongwoo who had ground coffee bean dumped on him by guanlin. after that, he has to soften the red tint of mixed embarrassment, fluster, and anger on guanlin’s cheeks, telling seongwoo to leave guanlin and his crush on the university noona alone. he leaves them for minhyun to chastise, and then he leaves them on account of a family emergency.
as minhyun chastises guanlin and seongwoo, sungwoon discreetly pulls out his phone to text the boys on their off days.
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jisung swears he’s going crazy by the third café. at the first café, he swears he see someone with hair the exact same shade of red as woojin’s, but that’s impossible, because who has red hair in korea other than woojin?
at the second café, he swears he sees daniel and his pink head of hair walk into the shoe store across the café they go to.
by the third café, jisung’s having nightmares that the table they’re sitting at will begin to shake, and then, one by one, all ten kids that he takes care of and pays will slowly crawl out from underneath and pop into their date one by one.
“are you okay?” a melodic voice snaps jisung out of the horrendous scenario his imagination has just induced, and he offers her an assuring smile.
“of course i am! why wouldn’t i be?” he takes an extremely large bite of his muffin as she stares at him peculiarly, not buying his words at all but letting him slide because she knows he’ll cave into whatever is on his mind soon. he never lasts, so she just smiles as he offers her a bite of his muffin.
“do you want to just walk around after this? i’m getting full,” she says, and suddenly jisung remembers that she doesn’t have as bottomless of a stomach as the boys at the café do. those boys? they will gladly fight over the leftovers at the café at the end of the day as if they didn’t sneak croissants and coffee cake into the break room whenever the shop was busy.
jisung smiles, and says okay, ignoring the nagging feeling in his gut that something is definitely off.
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after walking the streets of hongdae, spoiling his girlfriend plenty, and eating street dukkbokki for dinner, jisung leads her towards the final destination of their date night: zero degrees café.
as the name states, the café provides a minimalistic ambience centered around the colors white and blue– various shades of it. yet, despite that, the café radiated a sense of comfort and serenity to those who entered it.
he sits her down at the bar that he recently had installed, giving customers an all-access view of the handsome boys that worked at the café. in her case, her handsome boyfriend who owned the café. she props her chin atop the palm of her hand, watching as jisung made two cups of flat white coffee, peering on curiously as he’d gently tilt the cup in all directions while pouring the microfoam.
when the door bell chimes signaling an entrance, jisung barely looks up when he politely says, “we’re closed, sorry!”
however, the only response he gets is, “so hyung! this is the girlfriend you’ve been hiding from us for six months!” she turns just in time to notice that it’s the shortest one that proclaims so.
a boy with actor like visuals that has her jaw nearly drop high-fives the pink-haired boy, with a smirk on his lips. “i told you that he lied about why he had to leave early.”
“yeah, jisung hyung! you left me all day to be ridiculed by seongwoo hyung about– about–” the tallest boy suddenly stops mid-sentence and looks off to his side, right cheek burying into his left shoulder.
“i can’t believe you’ve been teasing all of us about our existent or non-existent love lives only to hide yours from us,” a boy with a small face and sharp features remarks, lips twisted in disamusement.
jisung lets out a long sigh as he walks around the table to serve her her coffee, which is decorated with a graceful swan. she can see the slightly smudged tip of the tail that jisung must’ve been working on when he heard the voice of his employees, and she chuckles as she snaps a picture.
“i knew my horrible feeling was right when i saw daniel’s pink head walk into the shoe store across dugeun café,” he sits down beside her with a slight pout on his face, before headdesking onto her shoulder in grievance.
“wahhh, hyung, noona is pretty!” a cheerful boy bounds up to take a seat beside her, smiling brightly as he holds out his hand. “i’m lee daehwi!”
his bright smile is contagious as she finds one making its way on her own lips, and she shakes his hand whilst introducing herself. his shake is enthusiastic, and his smile never fades from his face.
“nice to meet you! the one with pink hair is daniel hyung, red hair is woojin hyung, tall one is guanlin, short one is sungwoon–”
“hey!”
“we can introduce ourselves, daehwi,” another boy with the eyes of a fox chuckles, before introducing himself. “i’m minhyun.”
“and i’m jisung, i’m on a date with my girlfriend, can you all please leave now?” jisung mumbles from the comforts of her shoulder, finally rising and looking at the boys with a joking motherly disapproval.
“no way!” woojin says, going to sit next to jisung and taking a sip of his coffee. “this isn’t your usual order, hyung–”
“let them stay, jisung! they’re cute,” she laughs as the rest of the boys surround the car on both sides. “and i can’t believe they had to stalk us on our date to find out about my existence,” she continues, flicking his head.
jisung lets out a small whine, swiping his coffee back from woojin and sulking as his girlfriend engages in conversation with the rest of his employees. yet, as he drinks his warm coffee, there’s another warmth at the pit of his stomach, coming from the way his girlfriend had easily assimilated herself into the group of employees that he had found a family in.
Tried out a new composition with this.
Materials: vista- artista markers, micron pens. instagram
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