It was around 6:30 am. The sun rose slowly, illuminating the small city. Cars moving were heard in the drive way as everyone woke up from their slumber.
Minho slowly opened his eyes, his alarm clock going off. He shifted before sitting up in the bed to gain conciousnes. He felt a small ball of fluff on him as he stretched his arms. He looked down only to see Doongie, his cat.
"Mornin' Doongie, sleep well?"
The cat meowed in response, quickly jumping off the bed.
"Aww, leaving already?" Minho pouted, chuckling soon afterwards as Doongie had gotten scared of Soonie who came out of the closet.
Minho finally got up, going to the bathroom to shower quickly before brushing his teeth.
He got out, choosing and putting on an outfit for the day. Nothing too fancy, just some black stripped jeans and a yellowish jumper on.
He quickly put on some light make-up, before grabbing his phone, keys and locking the door before leaving to go to work.
Minho was a baker. A quite known one, actually. He owned a small bakery called "The cookie jar", not far from where he lived. The bakery was pretty much in the center of the city, so it was doing quite good with customers.
Minho arrived, opening the front door and switching the "closed" sign to "open".
As he got in, he could already smell the deserts that were in the oven. He sniffed, before going to the back to put his apron on and greet the workers.
"Oh, Minho! You finally made it!" A black haired girl said as she smiled at him.
"Good morning to you too Dahyun. I see you've already put in some trays of cookies?" Minho asked while looking over to Dahyun.
"Yes! I got up at like 5:15 am and came here." Dahyun exclaimed.
"Why so early?" Minho asked, looking a bit worried.
"I wanted to prepare for the day." Dahyun smiled, cherfully.
"Mhm, if you say so." Minho shrugged, getting some dough and making more cookies.
Time skip: 5pm
People walked in the bakery, ordering something to go, or just to eat there, at one of the tables while reading a book, talking with a friend, or just enjoy the warmness of the cute little bakery.
Minho sighed as he walked to the checkout. It was his turn to take the orders of people.
Suddenly, someone caught Minho's eye as he walked in. It was a boy. And most certainly a beautiful sight to look at.
The boy had brown hair that got into his pretty eyes, fluffy cheeks that seemed to remind Minho of a squirrel, a small waist and oh my god, even his nose and ears are perfect.
Minho blushed, as his daydreaming about the pretty boy was interrupted by a woman calling out to him.
He got the womans order before going to the back, leaving the other employee manage all the people.
'Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god.' Minho internally exclaimed.
"Hey, whats gotten you so red?" Asked Felix, reaching over for a tray of freshly baked cookies.
"WHAT? N-NOTHING? WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!" Minho screamed at him while covering his face.
"I bet its that hot guy you were staring at, isn't it?" Felix asked, smirking at him.
Minho slowly turned around, facing Felix.
"Was it that obvious?"
"Hun you were glowering daggers into him."
"Ughhh"
"Why don't you go take his order? He's at table 7." Felix asked calmly, looking at his pink nails.
"What. Are you insane? Are you maybe suffering some form of brain damage?" Minho looked at Felix like he had just turned into a mermaid or something.
"Im just saying..i can give you my shift and you can talk to squirrel boy."
Minho looked at Felix, he doubted he'd be able to actually say something to the cute squirrel boy but eh, fuck it.
"Ok."
"YES! Okay now go, go GO!!" Said Felix clapping his hands together.
"Ok gee, im going"
A few minutes later
'Ok min, you can do this. Just as yoh practiced. You go there, you take his order and then you retreate back into your humble abode. I can do this. Its fine, im fine' Minho thought while slowly walking to the table with the number 7.
And as if his legs stopped coordinating with his brain, he lost balance.
He fell down...and down...and down...wait a minute, since when was the floor so far down?
He opened his eyes only to be met with a pair of brown eyes, fluffy cheeks, brown hair that got in his eyes..wait a damn minute-
Minho blushed, unable to move or say anything.
"I uh- um- im- im sorry- oh my god im so-"
Minho started stammering as he got up.
"Hey, don't worry about it! Its fine! I was talking about how it would be if a pretty boy like you happened to fall down. I guess i got my answer." The cute squirrel boy grinned, helping Minho up.
Minho 🍅 was 🍅 a 🍅 tomato. 🍅 Like 🍅 a 🍅 literal 🍅 tomato 🍅.
"Im Jisung, Han Jisung. Who are you, pretty boy?" Jisung asked as he out his hand out for Minho to shake.
But Minho still couldn't move. He was frozen.
"Heuyyaah..." Minho finally spoke, or more like made a sound, looking at Jisung with heart eyes (😻)
"Uh, you good?"
Minho snapped out of his trance, while looking anywhere else but the boy.
"Minho. L-Lee Minho."
"A pretty name for a pretty boy!" Jisung said, grabbing Minho's wrist and going over to their table.
"Uh, im actually supposed to-"
"Can i have your number?" Han asked, looking at Minho.
"Wha- uhm sure!" Minho smiled as he gave him his phone number
"Thanks! Ill text you later!" Han said as he got up, waving, leaving a flustered and confused Minho behind.
"O-ok, byee!" Minho waved back as he turned around to be met with curious eyes staring at him.
"So? How'd it go?" Felix asked, tapping his foot on the ground.
"Huayuhaa.." Minho smiled, remembering Jisungs strong hands wrapped around him, securing him from falling down.
"Yea, wow great explanation." Scoffed Felix rolling his eyes, and dragging a lovesick Minho to the back.
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A/n
I think this is one of the worst chapters ive ever written.
Words: 1063
Goodnight, goodmorning or good afternoon.
