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consumebread · 5 months
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It's bro's turn to cook *insert zero to hero here*
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bang-tae-n · 5 years
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You mocha me crazy
Walking into the café, you were determined. It was time to get down and dirty with those textbooks. It was the start of the second semester and you decided to not disappoint your parents like last semester so it was grind time. You asked the barista for the strongest thing on the menu, whatever could keep you up for the next however many hours you planned on being there. You sat on the high top table off to the side by the window and began to pull out all the utensils needed. After everything was neatly set out, you closed your eyes and inhaled deeply. The barista comes by to give you your drink when he sees you with your eyes closed. You exhale and slowly open your eyes. You see the barista next to you staring and you jump.
“Oh uh, h-hi.” A blush creeping up on your face. “I was just uh,”
“Preparing for war on those textbooks? Yeah, I get it. I got a five page paper due in two days and I haven’t started. Here’s your coffee.” He sets down the drink on the only empty spot left on the table and walks back behind the counter.
Woah...No, y/n this isn’t some tumblr fanfic, hehehe just because you’re at a café doesn’t mean you’re gonna fall in love with a barista or some guy that walks in the door. You look back at the barista preparing the next drink. Those freckles are cute tho-THIS IS NOT THE TIME. FOCUS. You try to clear your thoughts and start your work. After you open your notebook and grab a pen, you’re off. You don’t think you’ve ever worked so hard for school in your life. Maybe the café was the key. After working for almost three hours straight, (minus the few moments the barista came over to check on you) you looked at the time on your phone. 10:58pm. You give yourself a mental high five. The barista who you had conversed with earlier came over.
“Hey, we’re closing in a few minutes....get out.” You look at him in shock.
“I’m just kidding...well not about us closing...just, finish up.” He awkwardly backs away and you giggle to yourself. You pack up your things and head on out the door. As you walk down the street you feel proud of yourself for actually getting work done. You somehow didn’t get distracted by stupid memes online this time. Guess I should come back here more often.
~The following week~
Ooooooh man, why did I do this to myself? I was doing SO well. You rush to the café, your bag bouncing behind you. The little bell jingles as you walk in and the barista looks up.
“Welcome back! Got more work to do?” He smiles.
“OH yeah!” You practically throw yourself onto the chair as you dump out all of your belongings from your bag. The barista walks over to you, wiping his damp hands onto his apron.
“Can I get you anything?”
You turn to him mid-dump, “A venti double shot on ice would be SPLENDID.” You turn back and frantically look for a pen. The barista leaves to go start your drink. He returns as you start a video for class on your laptop.
“So what happened? You were so put together last week?” You pause the video.
“Yeah, that was the peak of my academic success. It’s downhill from here.” He laughs as he sets down your drink. “I was assigned a project last week and I put it off for a few days until I completely forgot about it. Luckily, my friend asked how my project was going, which led to me panicking and running over here.”
“Why’d you have to come here? I’m sure you have a table at home.”
“Well, I got so much done last time I came.” You start typing something into the computer as you continue, “Plus, the company is nice.” You didn’t even realize what you were saying until it was said. Your eyes widen, what do you even do at this point? You bite down on your bottom lip and slowly take out your earbuds and ever so slowly put them in your ears, hoping and praying he didn’t hear that last part.
“Well...” he starts. Yep, he heard. “I’ll leave you to your work.” Maybe he didn’t? You watch him as he walks away and then turn back to your computer. You finish the video for class and then good ol’ coffee boy walks over to you.
“Yes?” You ask mid-type.
“I’m bored.”
“Hi bored, I’m busy.” You back space on your keyboard as you started to type that. He sighs out loud.
“FINE, I’ll go back to cleaning tables then.” He lingers for a minute and then goes and takes a customers order. You continue your project for another hour when you decide you need a break. You walk over to him at the counter. You sigh loudly and he turns around.
“IM BOOORED.” He smiles at you. “How about a muffin?” You raise your eyebrows excitedly.
“Blueberry or chocolate chip?”
“Surprise me.”
“Alright then, close your eyes and give me your hands.”
You put your hands out in front of you and close your eyes thinking about which one you think he’ll give you. He places something in your hand but it’s way too light to be a muffin. You open your eyes and see that it’s a napkin. You look up at him quite upset that there was no muffin placed into your head as promised.
“Sorry, we’re out.” He gives you a sheepish smile. You frown and walk back to your table with the napkin in hand. You put the napkin face down, not realizing there was anything written on it until freckles comes back with an apology cookie. The napkin falls off of the table and you go to pick it up and notice the little note but don’t read it until he leaves. As you examine, you realize he was trying to ask you out through a pun:
I can’t expresso how much you mocha me crazy with how brew-tiful you are, even if you’re just coming in to do school work. I would love to get to know you more 🖤
xxx-xxx-xxxx
Felix
You look over at him at the counter and he winks at you, making you blush. There’s no way you’re going finish your project tonight.
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