• Can spy's love? •

Part 2

•[ It's a date then ]•

It's the next day, [Y/N] wakes up at 7:15 AM to get ready to open up his shop, but today is different. This time he's going to try to ask out the lady he met yesterday and get her name.

[Y/N] does his daily routine, he washes his face, brushes his teeth, combs his messy hair but fails miserably, and lastly, gets dressed in a white shirt with grey pants and black nicks, then proceeds to walk out the door to work.

~[ Time Skip To Cafe ]~

It's now 8:01 AM and he gets ready, putting on his black apron, he then tidies up the place by cleaning and disinfecting the tables and chairs.

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It's now 8:20 AM, [Y/N] heads to the back room into the kitchen where he bakes his cakes, and other delicious sweets.

He heads towards the sink and turns it on and washes his hands, he then drys them with a blue towel.

8:37 AM, 'Time went by fast today', though the young male. It's already time to open up the shop.

He walks to the door, flips the new sign he bought that says 'Open' and 'Close' on the opposite sides.
Flipping it to 'Open', he then turns around to admire his work with the cafe.

DING

'That was fast!' [Y/N] thought as he turns around to see who it was. 'It's her! She's back!', [Y/N] felt happy to see her again, it was almost like he was in a trans as he stared into her eyes.

He blinked noticing he was staring for to long as blush was all over his face.

"Good morning miss, it's nice seeing you again", said the boy. She gave him a soft smile.

"Good morning mister" she say, she then walks to the counter as she looks over the menu.

"..."

'THATS RIGHT I WORK HERE!' thought [Y/N] as he speed walks behind the counter, blushing even harder, looking almost like a tomato.

"I'll take a tea, no.5 please". Her voice was all it took for him to melt. "Coming right up!"

As he's making her tea, he took the opportunity to ask her for her name. "So...what's your name miss? Or would you like me to call you pretty lady?"
Asked [Y/N] as his face became even more red.

This caught her off guard, should she tell him a fake name, or her real one. She thought to herself.

'...'

'Why I'm I thinking of telling him my real name?! I'm a spy for crying out loud!' She scolded herself as she thought of telling him her name or not.

There was a small pause

" Sylvia...Sylvia Sherwood. And yours mister? Or do you prefer I call you boy?" She said to him.
"I'm [Y/N] [L/N], It's very nice to meet you Sylvia."
'He said as he gave her a warm smile.