our love of coffee // akitoya❤️

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"Motherfucker" Akito whispered, his head hung in shame.
Why did he think that, anyways? That's how An and him became friends! She just asked for his number. She didn't like him romantically, either. (He was sure of this. An was a flaming homosexual. Had her eyes on a certain blonde, too.) So how was he going to get himself out if this? What could he say or do to change what w--

"AKITO! QUIT CHATTING WITH CUSTOMERS!" An shouted.

Oh, thank you, An, so much. "Oh well, I gotta get back to work.. but if you're still here by the time I'm done with the next order, I can give it to ya." He said, regaining confidence.

Toya's eyes sparkled. He wasn't gay or anything, but Akito found that to be really cute. "I-I'll be here!" he smiled.
Why was he so happy? It's just a number..

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【toya pov】

I waited patiently in the chair I was seated in before. When he was done with the customer, we made eye contact. I begin to stand from my previous sitting position, but he looks at me and puts his hand out as if to say, "Just wait." So, I did.
He came over so my table and set a piece of paper down on my table and wrote his number on it with a pen. It was a green pen. I wonder what his favorite colo--

"Shinonome Akito. You can just call me Akito." He holds his hand out for me to shake. I suppose to have a proper introduction. "Aoyagi Toya. Call me whatever you wish." I said and smiled.

"Text me later." Akito said.
"Also, don't worry about being a bother. The only one you'll be bothering is my annoying ass sister, cause she won't be able to bother me anymore." He said, rolling his eyes. "I will be sure to do that." I laugh and smile.

"Goodbye, Akito. Have a good day at work." He looks at me blanky, then smiles and gives me a thumbs up.
I'm so glad I got coffee today.

347 words💀 how great