Mafia's Love (Boy x Boy)

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3rd person POV

It was a bright Friday morning, and Dylan found himself heading to the familiar coffee shop once again. As he stepped through the doors, a wave of comforting aroma enveloped him, mingling with the sounds of brewing coffee and friendly chatter.

Dylan's eyes scanned the room, searching for Izume. Spotting her behind the counter, he made his way towards her with a smile on his face. She looked up from her task and returned his greeting with equal enthusiasm.

"Good morning, Dylan! How are you today?" Izume asked, her voice brimming with genuine warmth.

"Konnichiwa, Izume! I'm doing well, thank you," Dylan replied, attempting to replicate her native greeting. They both chuckled, knowing his attempts at learning Japanese were a work in progress.

"Same as always?" Izume asked, already knowing Dylan's usual order by heart.

"Yes, please. A black coffee and a croissant, if you don't mind," he replied gratefully.

"Coming right up!" Izume said with a smile before turning to prepare his order. Dylan took a moment to observe the bustling activity around him. The coffee shop was filled with a mix of people - students with textbooks spread across tables, professionals engrossed in their laptops, and friends engaged in lively conversations.

As Izume handed him his coffee and croissant, she leaned in closer, her voice lowering slightly. "Dylan, I have something to tell you. There's a new regular customer here. He's been coming in for the past week, and he seems quite mysterious. Damn, is he hot?! I can't stop swooning!"

Dylan's curiosity piqued at the mention of a mysterious newcomer. "That's an intriguing man. What's so mysterious about him?"

Izume glanced around to ensure no one was within earshot before continuing. "Well, he always sits alone in the corner, dressed impeccably in a stylish suit. He exudes an air of mystery, and hardly anyone knows anything about him. He's become the talk of the coffee shop lately."

Dylan's interest grew, and he couldn't help but steal a glance towards the corner where the man was seated. The man's piercing gaze met Dylan's for a moment, and Dylan felt a jolt of electricity course through his veins. He quickly averted his eyes, his heart pounding in his chest.

"I'll keep an eye out for him," Dylan whispered, his voice barely audible. "Thank you for letting me know, Izume."

Izume nodded, her eyes filled with curiosity as well. "Be careful, Dylan. There's something mysterious about him, and I don't want you getting caught up in any trouble."

Dylan assured her with a smile, but deep down, a spark of curiosity ignited within him. He couldn't help but wonder about the man and the secrets that surrounded him. With his coffee in hand, Dylan found a table near the corner, closer to where the young man sat, hoping to catch another glimpse of the enigmatic stranger.

As he settled into his seat, Dylan opened his laptop, ready to delve into his work. But his thoughts kept drifting towards the man and the untold stories that lingered in the air.