Coffee Breath || Gojou Satouru ✓

ch. 3 - 20 questions

the bell on top of door chimed as y/n waltz in to the cafe she goes to every single day after moving to tokyo.

once she was at the counter, she ordered a cup of latte and a sandwich. paying for her order, she went over to the usual booth she sat at and awaited for her name to be called out by the barista.

a chime of a bell made y/n's eyes wondered to the cafe entrance. there she saw the white haired male she'd be expecting every morning.

as gojou turned her way, he gives her a smile and she returns it. the male went over to order, after he paid, the barista called out y/n's and when she was about to stand up and claim it, gojou took the initiative to claim it and went over to her booth, setting her order down.

"thank you," y/n said, sitting back down.

"no problem," gojou also sat down across from her in the booth. there was a short moment of silence until he started to speak. "i heard from nanamin that you'd just moved in to tokyo," he exclaimed, looking at the girl in front of him.

y/n simply nodded her head while sipping onto her coffee.

"how is living in tokyo going?" he asked, actually very curious.

the girl thought about it for a second and smiled. "it's nice, except for all the busy roads but it's okay. there's this cafe not too far from the office i work at," she simply said.

"an order for gojou satouru-san!" the barista called out his name. gojou looked over his shoulder and turned back to y/n with a smile.

"let me just go get that for a sec," he then proceed to stand up and went over to claim his order then went back to his seat in the booth with y/n.

"now, where were we?" he asked, jokingly as he sat down.

y/n chuckled, "you asked me how was living in tokyo and i said it was okay," she went on with it.

"oh, right," gojou grinned.

"how about you? how long have you been living in tokyo?" y/n asked him.

"well.." gojou started to trailed off. "it's been as long as i can remember," he exclaimed.

"that's not a definite answer," y/n said, knowing full well that he probably had been living in tokyo since forever.

"that's all you have to know," he grinned, sipping on his hot americano.

"what's your favorite genre of books?" he asked, nodding towards the book on the table that belonged to y/n.

y/n thought about it for a second, and smiled. "i don't really have a favorite but i do like (favorite genre)//add more if you like//.

gojou leaned his arms onto the table and smiled. "good choices," he said.

"do you like sweets?" y/n asked, looking out the window, seeing people walking by to their own destinations.

the white haired male nodded swiftly. "i do actually, i really like them. i got a little bit of a sweet tooth," he exclaimed. most guys don't like sweets but him, he accidentally got a habit for liking them.

"favorite color?" gojou pointed his index finger towards the girl across from him.

"blue," she said, rather quickly.

"oh? why?"

"is there a reason to like a simple but yet calming color?" y/n took a sip of her latte.

gojou felt this giddy feeling in his stomach as he heard it. also felt sort of proud.

he smiled and y/n gladly returned it.

after a while, the girl finished her sandwich and her coffee. she turned on her phone to look at the time and gasped, swiftly standing up.

"oh, god. i'm gonna be late," she said, collecting her book and grabbing her bag. "i'll see you later, gojou-san!" she said quickly with a smile. and with that, she ran out of the cafe, leaving gojou by himself in the booth.

for him, he wasn't in a rush but regardless of that, he also stood up and left the cafe.

there was no reason for him to stay any longer anyway. he was glad he got to know more about a certain someone.

it felt somewhat fun and nice. having a cup coffee together in the morning, sharing certain stuffs about their daily lives.

he was glad to meet her, he was glad he came to this certain cafe.

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this chapter was nice. it's actually getting somewhere too uwu