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Suga's Pov:
I started to get everything ready in the café while Yamaguchi was busily decorating the welcome cake for the Tattoo shop , across the street. Firstly, I got the pastries ready and into the ovens and then I went out into the bigger area of the café to make sure all the sweet stuff and coffee/ drinks things where re-filled and cleaned. I then cleaned all the tables and put the two outside tables outside and ready. I turned the lights on, and water the plants around the café.
While I was cleaning the table nearest to the door, I looked out of the window to see the big things, that covered the windows, inside the tattoo shop get taken down. I could see someone inside, but I couldn't make out any facial features or anything due to the distance. It was just a silhouette. I looked at the side on top of the door which had a black background but the letters where in gold. Infinite Ink Tattoo Shop.
I resumed back to my cleaning, and soon enough I was done. I looked at the clock and it was ten minutes until 7am. I walked back into the kitchen, just as Yams finished the cake up.
"Look Suga, it's done!" He said, stepping aside to let me see.
He had covered the cake in chocolate, and covered the top, round edge of the round cake with maltesers. He did the same at the bottom edge but used m&ms instead. On top, he pipped the word 'welcome' with white icing. He added some small, chocolate chips around it.
"Looks great Yams! We will give it to them at lunch since we have to open the café now." I said, and he nodded.
I checked on the now done pastries while Yams put the cake inside the big fridge. I took the trays of pastries out of the kitchen and quickly put them in their respective stands. Just as I finished up, Miss Harlie walked in. Yams took the trays back into the kitchen so I could talk to her.
"Hello Miss Harlie! The usual?" I asked.
"You know it Suga!" She said, laughing.
I laughed too, and Yams started to put her order together while I put it into the cash register. I gave her the receipt after she payed, and then Yams handed her the bag with her order.
"Oh, by the way, have you heard anything from the tattoo shop?" She asked.
"No. But me and Suga made them a welcome cake!" Yams said, smiling.
"Yeah. We're planning to go over there and give the cake to them at lunch." I explained.
"Oh that's lovely! You two are such kind and sweet people. If only the people at my work where like you guys. I have to spend my days listening to chickens and cows, talking about their 'miserable' lives." Miss Harlie said, sighing. "I'll drop by later. Bye!"
"Bye!" Me and Yams said, as we waved goodbye.
"I feel sorry for Miss Harlie." Yams admitted.
"Same."
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The morning went by in a flash, and lunch arrived. Like always, it was busy. We always close for lunch at 1pm since 12pm is lunch for everyone else in the city, and it's when the café makes more money.
As the last customer left, Yams went to get the cake from the kitchen. I turned the sign on the door to 'closed for lunch' and then we walked out. I made sure to close the door behind me. We then carefully crossed the road, and stood in front of the tattoo shop. I opened the door for Yams, and he walked in, and then I did. The bell above the door ringed and me and Yams waited for someone to appear.
While we waited, I looked around the place. The walls where white, with gold patterns covering them. The furniture was all black. From the check in counter, to the waiting room sofas. There was even some shelves, which had skulls and dark things on them. This is a total shift from the café.
"Hey! Sorry for taking so long." A voice said.
Me and Yams looked over at the direction that it came from. It was a young man, with grey hair. He was tall, definitely taller then me and Yams. He walked in through the door frame that lead to what I presumed was the back of the shop, and approached us.
"Are you here to make an appointment?" He asked.
"Oh no, no we uh...came to give the owner a welcome cake! Since u-uh you're new here yeah!" Yamaguchi stuttered.
"Right, right! That's nice but I'm not the owner, I'm the owners right hand." He said, scratching the back of his head. "I'll go get the actual owner though! Might take a minute or two though, he's currently giving someone a piercing. "
"Ok." I said, smiling.
He smiled back and then left from where he had came. After he disappeared, Yams turned nervously to me.
"Suga, he's so hotttt." He whispered, his face red.
"Yeah, I can tell you think so from your stuttering while talking to him." I said, laughing.
"Hey! Rude!" Yams said, pouting and narrowing his eyebrows at me.
I kept laughing but it soon died out. After a few seconds, the same young man came back alone. He said the owner would be here in two minutes, and me and Yams nodded. The three of us started to talk, and I kept having to hold in my laugh every time Yams stumbled over his words. The other man, who we learned was called Osamu, wasn't doing great either. He also was stumbling over his words while talking to Yams. I sighed, and chuckled to myself. Love sure is quick at getting in action.
Yams was about to saying something but then we heard footsteps. We looked over at the door frame leading to the back of the shop, and a young man was walking in now. As our eyes met, I could barely even think correctly. Even if I had only saw that person once, I could never forget those green eyes. Oh god, he's the owner?!
Iwaizumi's Pov:
I was busy giving this girl a belly button piercing when there was a knock at the door. I opened it, and Osamu was standing there.
"Need something Osamu?" I asked.
"Yeah. Uh, there are these boy young men in the shop. They came to give us a welcome cake since our shop is new." He explained.
"Right, two minutes, let me finish this up." I said, as he nodded.
He left the room and then I turned to the girl. I finished her belly button piercing, and then told her she could wait here for a few minutes since I had to go do something. She nodded and I left the room. I walked into the front area of the shop, not expecting to make eye contact with a face that I met just yesterday. All I wanted to do was look away from those kind, honey coloured eyes, but I couldn't.
