𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙮 𝙠𝙞𝙙𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨

𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑙𝑢𝑚𝑠𝑦 － 𝑀𝑎𝑘𝑛𝑎𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒

Requested by bunnygirl_blue

POV: When you're clumsy

Hwang Hyunjin:

- You'd had a crush on Hyunjin for what felt like a lifetime
- Every chance you could get you'd try to make a good impression, or at least tried to make him look in your direction, and that's exactly what you did this time
- He'd visited the cafe you worked at to see how you were doing
- Hyunjin approached the counter to see you, "how's work so far?"
- "Tiring," you respond with a sad smile, "what can I get for you?"
- "Four lattes and one americano, please."
- Hyunjin waved to his other friends, who'd sat at a table waiting for him
- "Great, I'll bring them over to you in just a second," you glanced at him, smiling wide
- He grinned back at you and went back over to his table
- You couldn't help but watch him the entire time you were making the drinks, and that's where your clumsiness started
- "Ah!"
- You were too focused on Hyunjin to notice that you'd overfilled the mug, hot water began to boil over your hand and arm
- You reached for a cloth to cover your hand but knocked over a carton of milk, spilling it all over the floor
- Hyunjin glanced over and noticed you'd hurt yourself, and rushed over quickly, "are you okay?"
- For the first time, he actually sounded concerned, and you were quite pleased
- You nodded, holding back the pain in your hand that began to burn even more, "just give me a few more minutes to get all of your drinks over."
- Hyunjin nodded and returned to his table
- You finally managed to finish making their drinks, and already had them on a tray ready to take over to their table
- You'd carried hundreds of trays before, and never once spilled a drop, but this time was different
- You were too focused on Hyunjin, you couldn't keep your eyes off of him
- He glanced in your direction, but his eyes widened as he noticed a customer walking past you, or even right into you
- You felt yourself stumble over them, spilling the hot drinks all over yourself
- Once again, Hyunjin rushed to your side and helped you up, but you felt so embarrassed you just lay there silently
- "It's fine," you sighed, "i'm fine."

Han Jisung:

- You and Jisung had worked alongside each other for quite a while
- You'd just finished a meeting and began to carry stacks of paper downstairs to your manager
- But, at the last second, you stumble over the last few steps, and you feel yourself crushing someone underneath
- The stacks of papers fly through the air and scatter around the floor, even on top of you
- You finally lift yourself up to see Jisung staring right at you, quite frustratingly actually
- "I-" you stumbled over your words and stood up quickly, lending him a hand, "I-I'm so sorry..."
- He brushed off the dirt from his clothes and sighed, pinching his nose with his fingertips, "how many times has this happened this week, Y/n?" he asked quietly as though trying not to embarrass you
- "Three..."
- "Three times," he repeated, "and, Y/n, what day is it?"
- "Wednesday..." you lowered your head
- "That's right," he smiled stubbornly, "three days in a row! What's going on with you?"
- Jisung seemed quite annoyed, but you didn't blame him, you'd fallen onto him three times this week, and it must be getting tiresome for him
- "I guess I really fell head over heels for you, huh?" you nudged him, trying to wink
- He took a deep breath before kissing your forehead and walking away, "I'll see you at home. Clean up this mess."