Summary: Yoongi never expected to find the girl of his dreams in a coffee shop. Especially when one glimpse at her has him face planting into a wall… yeah, awkward.
Pairing: non-idol!Yoongi x Reader
Genre: first dates, meet cute, fluff!
Rating: T
Warnings: a lot of fluff, burning (from coffee), awkward moments, second hand embarrassment, Yoongi pining, one curse word
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Finding love was never on Yoongi’s radar. He preferred his simple life of reading books at small cafés, and working his 9 to 5 job. Nothing too complicated like love seemed to always be in his books. That’s why he never tried looking, to his parents dismay.
Every blind date that anyone set him up with ended in failure - especially the ones his parents set him up on. And Yoongi continued not to look. Keeping his nose buried in his books, and only leaving his napping nest - his house - to get some fresh air. Air filled with the smells of coffee and fresh baked goods, that is.
His favorite café was one down the street from him called Minnie’s Muffins. It was a play on words because the owners name was legit Minnie, and she especially loved baking muffins. Nothing about the Disney character here, in fact, he’s learned through his many trips to this café that the owner hates Disney. Yoongi never really cared for the company either, but anyway, he liked going to that café because it was almost a hole in the wall place.
It was very rare that another person besides him would come into the café. He’s actually surprised how this place stayed open, but after a brief conversation with Minnie, he learned that most of the money comes from her husband. Best decision she ever made: marrying rich.
And that’s where he decided to go at 10am. He woke up a little early on his day off, picked out a book he hasn’t opened up yet, grabbed his wallet, then set out to walk to the store. It was a pretty sunny day. Not a cloud in the sky, but the wind was pretty strong. Him having to watch his own balance when he walked up the slightly steep hill while getting to the café.
The second he walked through those blue doors of the café, the smell of blueberry muffins hit his nose. He breathed in the wonderful smell of backed good, and let the doors slip through his fingers to close as he furthered into the café he loved so much.
As always, there was nobody there, but Minnie and her own worker that never seemed like he wanted to be there in the first place. Kyle is his name… Or maybe Keith? Yoongi isn’t sure, and he’s probably not going to last long enough for him to have to care. The person in question is still on their phone at the register even after Yoongi entered the store.
Yoongi doesn’t care who takes his order, or even if the guy’s on his phone, though. As long as he gets his usual order of black coffee, then he’s fine with any situation.
He walks up to the counter, waving at Minnie who just walked out of the back to throw some cookies in the baked goods display case. She was about to open her mouth to greet him, but then she sees her employee still on his phone with Yoongi in front him and she frowns.
“Koby-“ so that’s his name “-we have a customer! For the last flippin time… GET OFF YOUR PHONE!” Yeah… Minnie can be scary sometimes, but I guess the teenage employee is emotionless to her request like Yoongi also is watching this interaction.
The kid finally looks up from his phone, looks at Minnie, then looks at me. He looks back at Minnie to say to her an unapologetic, “Sorry,” then looks back at me. “What can I get you?”
“One coffee. Black, please.”
“He’ll also have a one of our new muffins!” Minnie says while putting the cookies in the case, not picking her head up as she speak.
Yoongi rolls his eyes but slightly smiles too. This is how it always goes with Minnie and him. He asks for only coffee, and she somehow worms him into buying a baked good every time.
“I’m okay, Min. I ate something before I got here.”
Minnie picks her head up from the display cases opening, wipes sweat from her forehead, then looks over at Yoongi with a pout. “But I just made them! I promise you’ll like them. There tangerine flavored.”
Yoongi goes to say no, but then he thinks about the flavor. Huh, never knew that could be a flavor for a muffin. “Okay, then one muffin please.”
Minnie pumps her fist in a way of saying, Yes! The kid types Yoongi’s order into the register, writes something down on a foam cup, then looks to Yoongi to read off the total. “That will be 10 dollars.”
Yoongi rests his book on the counter as he takes out his wallet in his back pocket. Handing the kid a ten dollar bill, and shaking his head when he tries to give Yoongi a receipt.
After Minnie hands him the muffin, he goes to sit in his usual spot while he waits for his coffee to be made. It’s the only spot in the restaurant that’s separated by a wall, but also has one of those big windows next to it. Yoongi sits down, back facing the wall, and puts his book and muffin down on the table.
He opens his book titled Spanish Daughter, and nibbles on his muffin as he reads. Loving the slight taste of tangerine the muffin has to it. He doesn’t even realize he got through a full chapter before the kid at the counter calls out his order. So, Yoongi uses a bookmark to hold his spot (because he’s not a creodont and folds the corner) then goes to pick up his coffee at the pick up counter. Right when he walks up to the counter, he hears the door of the café open and close behind him.
He raises an eyebrow to himself, surprised another customer has come into the café for once while he was there. Paying it no mind, he picks up his coffee and tries to ignore the person that just walked in. Hopefully it’s not a overaly talkative person. He hates when they always want-
As soon as Yoongi turns around, his entire world is tipped over. The second his eyes look over at you, it’s like everything else has disappeared. There’s somehow a romantic song playing inside his head, and even though his feet are still moving he can’t take his eyes off you.
For the first time in a long time, maybe even his entire life, Yoongi is captivated by a women he doesn’t even know. From the way your hair falls down your back, to the way you scrunch your eyebrows together as you look up at the menu. For the first time in his life, he wants to find out what’s in a person head and every single thing you’re thinking about behind those beautiful clear eyes of yours.
His eyes roam your figure, starting from the cute way you cross your ankles even though you’re standing, up to your exposed shoulders in your spaghetti strapped sunflower dress. He’s never found shoulders attractive before, but right now he’s thinking-
The first thing Yoongi feels is the smack to the face from a hard surface, and the next thing he feels is a high burning sensation on his chest through his shirt. He yells out a “Ack,” and takes his eyes off you to see what he’s just hit into, and realizes he was so captivated by you that he actually hit into an actually wall!
He turns and sees everyone in the café is staring at him, even the kid that was just looking down at his phone a moment ago is raising an eyebrow at him in confusion. Minnie is looking at Yoongi equally confused, and you look at him neutrally with a hint of concern.
“Are you okay?” You ask as you walk over to him, digging into your purse for some spare napkins to give him.
Yoongi’s ears heat up at this embarrassing situation. First, he can’t believe that he just walked into a wall because of you. And second, his chest is now really starting to hurt. Either from the burn the coffee is giving him or because you just walked up to talk to him.
Not knowing what to say, Yoongi just lets his mouth open and words that aren’t real words flow out, “I - yeah - jamba do pretty.”
He thinks he meant to say, you’re really pretty, but is did not sound anything like that. Making his red ears turn into a red neck to match now because of his own furthering of embarrassment.
You raise an eyebrow at the guy in front of you, not understanding a word he just said. “Huh?”
“I-I mean…” He breaths in, trying not to further embarrass himself. “I mean, I’m okay. Thank you.”
You then smile at him, hand him the napkins to clean himself off, and walk away. All the while Yoongi is staring at your back and watching. It’s not until Minnie’s jaw drops from behind the counter, and Yoongi sees her in the corner of his eye, that he wakes up from the trance you put him in.
Minnie mouths to him, Oh my god. To which Yoongi just rolls his eyes and shakes his head. With one last long glance your way, he turns around to head to the bathroom at the back of the store, so he can wash off the coffee that’s undoubtedly stained his shirt and has broken his pride.
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By the time Yoongi exits the bathroom, the coffee stain has somewhat gotten out of his shirt, but the shame of it all still linger. He sees you at the table near his, not the one near the wall that Koby is now cleaning up, but the one next to his. You have your own book and coffee in hand, leaning against the back of your chair.
His lips part when he spots you, watching you take a sip of your coffee, and he’s still unable to wrap his head around how someone as beautiful as you exists in this world. 
He doesn’t stop looking at you until a foam cup is wiggled in front of his face. A smirking Minnie holding that cup of coffee that she remade for him in hand. Yoongi’s eyes widen for a second in surprise, then he thanks her for remaking his coffee as he takes it from her hands.
“You know, you could just go talk to her,” Minnie suggests.
Yoongi’s eyes go wide again, but this time more because he’s freaking out by her suggestion. Him and girls don’t mix. In fact, he prefers those two equations to stay far away from each other. He doesn’t know the first thing about girls, never mind talking to one!
“Absolutely not,” Yoongi hisses at Minnie, grasping his coffee a little to hard and making it spill. Yoongi relaxes his hand, not wanting to make a part 2 of the spill saga that happened before.
“Wo there, Yoons. Didn’t mean to upset you,” Minnie is looking at Yoongi a little different now. She’s never seen him this flustered before, and in a way… it’s kind of endearing. Besides his books and small conversations about movies that him and Minnie talk about, she doesn’t know what his dating life is like. Or anything else about his life, actually. She cares about him, though, and wants to see him happy. And right now, the girl that ordered a mocha late with skim milk seems to be making Yoongi’s heart do somersaults of happiness. “Just go sit down, and compliment her on her dress or something. You don’t need to ask for her number or anything.”
Yoongi’s continues to glower at her next suggestion, but it’s not a bad one. He’s not in high school anymore, he’s almost in his thirties. He should be able to talk to a girl.
“Okay, fine. Yeah, I got this.”
“That my boy,” Minnie says and then pats him on the back. She then goes back behind the counter, readying a muffin to eat while she watches her friend and favorite customer begin his own love story in her café.
Yoongi takes a deep breathe, then walks back over to his seat. You’re literally in the set of table and chairs right next to him, obviously opting for it since he took the best seat, reading your book without a care of him being there. He sets his new cup of coffee down, and slides into his seat, trying his best not to look over at you to long and look like a creep.
He watches you take another sip of your coffee that looks a little more fancy then his now that he sees it up close, and he swallows past the lump in his throat. He takes this moment to look at the book your reading, and he’s surprised to see you’re reading a book he’s already read and enjoyed.
“Skin of The Sea is a good one,” He states. Mentally patting himself on the back for not stuttering like an idiot this time.
You look at the guy that smashed into the wall before over your plastic cup when he obviously is talking to you, and then set the cup done. “Ah, yeah! I like fictional books like this.” You glance down and see the book Yoongi is reading in front of him. “Haven’t read that one yet,” You say pointing to his book. “Any good?”
Yoongi glances down at his book, completely forgetting he even went to this café in the first place to read it. “Ugh - yeah! I only just started it, though, but seems good.”
You nod your head in understanding. “That’s coolio.”
Yoongi then watches as you pick your book back up after a few seconds of silence stretches between the two of you. Clearly you thinking your conversation has ended there, and he just wanted to give a comment on your book. Yoongi did the compliment thing, but now he doesn’t know what to say next! Minnie should have couched him more. Or maybe Yoongi should have paid attention more when his high school friends talked about flirting with girls. Either way, he didn’t know what to say.
He opted for opening up his book, so he didn’t look like a creep by just staring at you again, and then started thinking up ways of what to talk to you about.
He didn’t flip a single page of his book for the next hour. It wasn’t until you started packing up your stuff, bookmarking your page in the book (10+ points for you in Yoongi’s book), that he decided to say something else.
“T-thank you… for the napkins before.”
Thank you for the napkins before? Really Yoons? Both Yoongi and Minnie thought at the the same time.
You look down at wall smasher guy - a nickname you gave him in your head - and sent him a small smile. “It was no problem. I hope you’re okay, though”
Yoongi nods his head a little to enthusiastically, excited that you’re actually furthering the conversation. “Oh, yeah, I’m fine. My head was just in the clouds, I guess.”
Yoongi tries to play it off, but even to his own ears his excuse was stupid. You bought it, though, as you lean against the table you were once sitting at. Understanding completely what he’s saying, and also understanding that this conversation is going to take a minute. “I get that. Sometimes I don’t even realize my mind wonders sometimes.”
He watches the balls of your cheeks heat up, embarrassed by what you just admitted. Yoongi, on the other hand, finds your confession and the blush completely adorable.
“No - yeah - definitely…”
As you can tell, Yoongi is great at this… Not!
You fold your lips within each other, trying to also think of something else to say. Before you can think about something else to say to wall smasher guy, you hear your alarm on your phone go off. You take it out of your pocket and switch it off, pocketing your phone again right after.
“Hey, um - I got to get going. I have class in thirty minutes, so…”
Yoongi nods his head in understanding, but he can’t help his sadnesses that passes over his expression from hearing you have to leave. “No problem. Have a good class.”
You smile at him, then begin your retreat out the door. It’s just what you’re about to push the front door open, that you pause for a second. The guy is cute, and it’s clear that he’s interested in you too. You both are clearly book worms and a little awkward in conversations. And, if your suspicions are correct, he’s probably even a advocate coffee drinker like you. Already so much in common, and you can’t think of one other time a guy has stuttered over you!
You look down at your coffee that’s half way gone, and use it as an excuse to go back over to him. Throwing away the plastic cup in the process and staring down at a surprised Yoongi with confidence.
“My names Y/n, by the way. I-in case you were wondering.”
Clearly your good at the conversation thing too… again not! 
Yoongi smiles a little when he hears your stutter, a little glad he’s not the only one flustered in this situation. “My names Yoongi, but most people call me Yoons.”
“I’ll stick with wall smasher,” You giggle out, but your cheeks still heat up even though what you said was clearly a joke.
Yoongi face palms at the joke, though. Getting embarrassed by the whole ordeal all over again. Without taking his face out of his hands, he says to you, “That’s forever going to haunt me, isn’t it?”
You shrug your shoulders, but he doesn’t see you because his face is still in his hands. You decide this little boost of confidence can only get bigger, so you then say, “Nope. And I’ll prove it when you bring me on a coffee date next.”
Yoongi’s eyes widen, taking his face out of his hands to stare up at you. Did you just-
You take out a little notebook from your purse, ripping off a strip of paper from it, and then write your name, and number down and then place it on the table in front of him. With a raised eyebrow and smirk plastered on your face, you ask, “Do you except the challenge, wall smasher?”
Does he accept a coffee date with you? Um…
“Fuck yeah.”
You giggle in response, and it’s music to Yoongi’s ears.
