#number 65

[2000mallow]

volume 9-10 (jp ver.)

[everyjirou]

[guardians-of-exo]

Number 65

Prompt; “Did you do something different with your hair?”

Pair: Chanyeol / Female reader

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 841

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You walked into your favourite coffee shop, smiling at the familiar smell of ground coffee and leather. It was a quite rustic little hole-in-the-wall café with old mismatched furniture ranging from worn leather chairs to rickety wooden tables. It was quite dark in there and many found it almost dreary but you loved it. It felt like being hugged.

It was the same barista as usual, a tall, lanky guy with big eyes and an even bigger smile. He would always greet the customers by name, large smiles and the feeling of coming home. He was the son of the owner and you had previously heard him respond to the name Chanyeol. Not that you had been listening or anything.

At the moment he was animatedly talking to a little old lady in front of you, asking how her dog was after the surgery, and you were once again impressed by how much he could remember about every single customer that came in there. You were only happy to wait until he was done talking, it was part of the experience.

You smiled at the old lady as she passed you on her way out after having received her order, and you walked up to the counter. Chanyeol had his back turned, working on something on the coffee machine and as he turned to face you, you could see his mega-watt smile ready to greet you. As his eyes landed on you, it was like he froze for a second, mind going blank, before he finally greeted you.

  “Ah, Y/N, back again. The usual or would you like to try something new today? My mom made these new brownies that are to die for,” he grinned, voice a little more subdued than before, eyes flickering from meeting yours to looking at the counter in front of him and back to looking at you.

  “I love brownies!” you said, sending him your best beaming smile and you held back a laugh as he swallowed nervously. And that was another reason why you kept coming back; you were almost positive that the taller boy had a crush on you. The feelings were quite mutual but, cruel as you were, you wanted to wait and see how long it would take the poor boy to actually ask you out. He was quite adorable, being all flustered when seeing you.

  “Y-yeah, I remember,” he chuckled, face going red immediately after and you realized he probably hadn’t meant to reveal that. “Do you want it to go, or?”

  “I think I’ll stay today,” you said. “I’ve got some time to kill anyway.”

A cute smile spread over his face and he quickly rushed to get your order ready as you went to sit by your usual table. You could hear him bustling about behind the counter, humming to himself and you smiled. Perhaps you should just put him out of his misery and ask him out first.

Finally, he appeared by your side and he placed your usual hot cocoa with a little candy cane (something they otherwise only did during the winter time) and a brownie on the table.

  “Thanks, Chanyeol,” you smiled up at him.

He smiled back and was about to leave, then paused looking slightly conflicted. You looked questioningly up at him. “Did – did you do something to your hair?” he asked, face going a little red as he laughed embarrassedly.

  “Yeah, I did,” you said, a little surprised he had even noticed. The hairdresser had only trimmed the ends, so not even your friends had realized. It wasn’t anything big or fancy at all.

  “It looks good,” he then said, a little more confident and this time you were the one blushing.

  “Thank you.” You thought about it for a second then grinned up at him. “Come join me if you’re not busy? I could use some company.”

His eyes got a little wider and a blush slowly crept up his face. He looked back at the counter where you realized his mother was peeking out from the door to the back, a mega-watt grin on her face and she waved her dishtowel at him, mouthing something that looked suspiciously like ‘go get her baby’. When Chanyeol looked back at you and realized you had seen that as well, he looked positively mortified but you just laughed.

  “I think your mom wants you to join me,” you winked, pushing out the chair in front of you with your foot.

He floundered for a little bit before nodding, excusing himself to quickly to grab a cup of coffee. When he sat down, he immediately took a large gulp probably to try and calm his nerves, and you couldn’t help yourself.

  “Should we call this our first date?”

He spat the coffee all over the table and nearly choked on it.

(He agreed though, quite relieved you actually felt the same though you hadn’t exactly been hiding it.)    

[dgm-faces]

Oh shit now everyone wants me to do my job 

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