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Hello my babies, this was a surprise story. It's why I haven't posted on my other stories.
FELIX DOES NOT HAVE A DEEP VOICE IN THIS STORY, IT WOULDNT FIT HIS PERSONALITY!! (It already doesn't but still 🤣)
YONGBOK'S POV:
Another day at SpringField cafe. Man, do I hate this place. The sounds of the doors repeatedly opening, the continuous orders, and the cleaning is really getting to me. But it's better than being home in the quiet 24/7.
I look up to see a tall customer, everyone's taller than me at this point, looking furiously in my direction as if I accidentally put hand sanitizer instead of creamer in his coffee.
"Excuse me, kid, why does my drink taste like hand sanitizer?! Is this some joke?!"
How ironic.
"Sir it's 9 in the morning, I usually wake up at 3pm, my apologies." He looks at me with the most incredulous look I've ever seen, I almost had to stop myself from laughing. I seriously can't take anything seriously. The older sighed, placing a penny into the tip jar.
"Keep the change." He says as if it affected me in any sort.
"Better than nothing." I retort.
It was finally my break. I announced to everyone in the store that there would be no further sales until 10:30 am. Yet they were still allowed to lounge there due to the rule book. Thanking myself, being the person that I am, cleaning up as I go, I didn't have any chores to do on break, so there I sat, leaning over the counter on my phone, trying to be my high score in my favorite mobile game, geometry dash. Literally not even 80% done, a male were pushed into the door causing bits of glass to fall onto the ground. The people who were lounging in the cafe quickly looked up at the scene and backed away a bit.
The male ran back out and started to look around, seems to be for the person who beat the hell out of him. He muttered 'damn' and ran back into the cafe over to me. I sighed.
"I'm on break come at 10:30."
"I'm not here for that shit, have any bandages?"
"Yes." I said and looked back down on my phone to restart the level I took 38 retry's on.
"So give them to me, what are you an idiot?"
"Nope, just an employee on break. Telling a rude customer to either go to the hospital or come back at 10:30, because once again I'm. On. Break. Now excuse me."
The taller pulled his weapon (g9n) out pointing it directly at me. The rest of the cafe began to scream and run out of the area causing me to sigh. That's a lot of money off my pay check already.
"Hey, excuse me gunman, but you're causing me to lose money and personally, I have bills to pay. And if I'm being honest you're too good looking to be robbing a cafe."
"I'm not robbing this stupid cafe. I'm literally about to kill you." He sighed.
"Make it quick. I've heard getting shot hurts if you see it." He looked at me as if I just gave a child a bottle of liquor for Christmas, it made me giggle.
"Are you seriously trying to act tough in this situation?"
"Not being scared of death isn't acting tough. So just pull the trigger, at least I won't have to taste my mom's cooking this weekend. Put me out of my own misery if you'd like."
"You're lucky I won't shoot a lady. Now bandage me up."
"I may have a pretty face, nice body, and long blonde hair, but I am a man of Korea."
"You're a what?!" The way the taller started to look me up and down kind of turned me on. If he weren't a jerk I'd ask for his number right about now. He's got the voice, body, and visuals. But his personality can kick rocks.
"I am biologically a male. And if I cared about pronouns they'd be he/him. But I don't mind being called wife or princess." I winked, seeing the blush on his face made me grin a bit.
HYUNJIN'S POV:
I already thought he were pretty when I thought he was a female but now that I know he's a male I think he's 100x more attractive. I've should've known his voice is feminine but still a little deeper than the average female. But he's so fucking annoying. Acting like he's so nonchalant until I'm about to pull the trigger I bet.
"How about some manners? I'd bandage you at that rate." He spoke to me with his light voice.
"Can you stop being an asshole and bandage me up."
"See you at 10:30."
"Please."
"Now that's better, come here."
The shorter blonde, lightly grabbed onto my arm. As much as I already hate him I can admit. He has soft skin. He grabbed onto a rag and a bit of alcohol, which made me nervous. I guess he could sense the nervous because he snickered under his breath. Kind of adorable.... I tried not to grin. He gently placed the alcohol rag onto the area. He flinched more than I did.
"You got your ass beat." I quickly looked up at him in disbelief.
"Never! I tripped."
"You literally flew through the door Mr, fighter, but whatever you say." This guy seems to be full of himself. It feels so wrong calling him a guy.
"It's Hyunjin by the way."
"Handsome name. Handsome face. Personality lacks 100%. I don't think I'd give you my number." I chuckled at his statement, I could feel a small tint of blush arose my cheeks but I quickly changed the subject.
"And yours."
"What?"
"Your name, low memory loss?"
"No, my tag literally says my name, you a dimwit?"
"Your tag may say it but I'd rather hear you say it." a spread of red glowing upon his cheeks. He doesn't get flustered easily I could tell, therefore this sight amazes me.
"Call me Felix, Yongbok is my work name."
"Is Felix your nickname?"
"My English name."
"Interesting."
"Hey how about you multitask and point the gun at me and sweep the mess you made."
"I don't do cleaning just clean it yourself." I began to walk away but he pulled me by my ear that he barely got on his tippy-toes to reach.
"You'll have to kill me if you think I'm letting you make me clean this up AND lose money off my pay check.
I sighed.
"I hate how it feels like you're holding the gun."
