He was here again. The cute boy with the blonde hair, square smile and loud laugh. He had been coming to the café you worked at for a couple of weeks now sometimes alone, sometimes with friends – all who were also quite good looking which wasn’t fair, who gave them all the good genes? They would pretend to study at their table by the window which they had now claimed as theirs each day after school, but instead end up doing literally anything else.
They were boisterous and sometimes a little annoying, but always polite to their servers. They had really brought life to the little café and you looked forward to seeing them when you worked. And it wasn’t just because the blonde one was cute… From what his friends had been yelling at him, you were pretty sure his name was Baekhyun but even knowing it just made you feel like a creep.
You usually worked the register, so you had never really talked to them other than when they were ordering or paying for their drinks. Though you wanted to try and talk to him, you were horribly shy and never managed to say anything but the usual script you went through when talking to customers. Today though, because someone called in sick, you were on the floor serving and taking extra orders.
Today he was alone which was way worse because there was no one to distract him from you when you eventually had to go serve him his drink. You just hoped you wouldn’t spill it on him.
“Order for table 4,” your coworker said from behind you where you were wiping the counter table. She sounded incredibly bored considering she had just set your heart racing out of your chest.
Okay, you could do this. Just go over there, put his drink on the table, smile and leave. Easy.
You wobbled only a little as you walked, careful not to spill any of his coffee. He was fiddling with his phone as you approached and only looked up when you placed the cup in front of him.
“Thanks,” he smiled widely, your heart stuttering.
Your eyes met his and your body stopped functioning. You were supposed to just walk away but you couldn’t get your legs to work and you were rooted awkwardly to the spot.
After a couple of seconds of mortifying silence, he raised a brow expectantly at you and before you could stop yourself, you had blurted you, “I brought you your coffee.”
“I see that,” he grinned, trying and failing to hide a chuckle.
Fire. Your face was on fire and you felt like throwing yourself off a cliff. You bowed stiffly and quickly scuttled away, nearly running to go hide in the back room for the rest of your shit.
That’s it. You had to quit. That was the most embarrassing thing you had ever done. You could never face him again. ‘I brought you your coffee’? What even was that? You whined, drowning in self-pity as you huddled in the corner of the backroom, ignoring the weird look you got from the cashier. You never liked her anyway.
However, you couldn’t hide it turned out – your boss came out and told you to get back to work, so you sulkily got up from your corner and back into the café. You glanced around the door to see if he was there. He wasn’t. You were safe for now.
You went to clear his table, still feeling mortified at what you had done as well as feeling sad for ruining any minimal chance you had with him. He was probably never going to come back now. It was probably for the best anyway, you would probably just make it worse.
You sighed and picked up his cup when a folded napkin fell from the saucer. It fell open a bit and revealed… writing?
Heart racing you picked it up, opening it with shaky hands.
You ran away before I could say anything =(
I’ve wanted to talk to you for a while but I didn’t know if you were interested. I think I know that now ;)
Call me? ~ XXXXXXXXXX
Baekhyun ♡
Ps. I know where you work so ignoring me won’t work ;)
you don't have to write it, but it's so fun to think about? like. they'd be on tour and girl!trick would grumpily stomp out of the shower like "ok which one of you used all the hot water. I have to PERFORM!" and pete's snickering in the corner.
My calendar says today is Donut Day. I would love to celebrate it with actual donuts, but the only thing close to it in this area are those nasty, dry things in the local 7/11, and no thanks. Bleh. Never more.
So, instead I just drew two dorks celebrating with some good donuts. As they always do. A perk one of them is the son of donut shop owners.
A fun silly to draw X3
Sugar Glazing (pegasus) belongs to Mech-Station. Good Fortune is mine.
#128 I feel even more uglier and less girly compared to all my other friends, because they all do girly things with their appearance, and are pretty and skinny, and have cute lingerie while mine are all plain.
