#StrayKidsAreStray

Coffee Beans (SeungLix) || Fluff, Angst

Summary: Coffee, High School au. Felix befriends one of the waiters at the local cafe, unexpectedly.

In one part, I understand that Jisung's actions are not okay in any way, friend or not, but he's trying to help his friend. Remember that there's a reason. He would never take advantage of Felix in this story.

Also, this is longer than normal, I'm pretty sure lol. That's enough rambling.

Have fun, I guess. Tis cringe.

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A smile was placed on my face as I walked through my favorite part of the city. Don't ask me why. It's just very calming, pretty, and has my favorite coffee shop. Well. I guess I kinda answered your why so if you did ask me, that's your answer.

I breathe in the smell of coffee when I enter the cafe. I don't really know how to say the shop name because it's in Korean and French. Something like... Café la Bang...? Mong? I dunno. It's close enough. I can't really read it, even if I'm taking a Korean studies class and understand it.

I walk up to the line and glance at the menu. Same thing or something different? As much as I love my basic Vanilla Iced Latte... I'mma get strawberries on it this time. Something a bit different. That was until I got to the register to order.

"Welcome back, Felix," the register...er? Said to me. I glanced down at the name tag quickly. Ah. It's Jennie. "What would you like?"

"An Iced Vanilla... latte! Wi..." I shook my head. "Just an Iced Vanilla latte." A smile was placed across my face.

"Okay, that'll bring your total to $12 and 54 cents." I took my money out and gave it to Jennie. "Your drink will be out soon, take care."

"You... you too!" I stared at the ground as I walked to the drink pickup station.

Not the best idea but I usually do this. The only difference this time is that I ran into someone despite seeing their approaching steps. Dammit, Felix.

I looked up immediately and quickly apologized over and over. The worker put a hand up and did a zipping motion. I stared at him in curiosity. Can't he just speak?

I glanced at the name tag. It was covered in whipped cream from the shake spilled on the ground. "Accidents happen," he said voicelessly... is that even a word? He said it with just his mouth, no voice. Luckily I can somewhat read lips.

"Are... are you sure? I can cl-- clean this up for you so you can just work." He shook his head again. "I can do that! You can go ask for more drinks and—"

"Order 15!"

I looked over at the drink counter. "You... uhm... have a good day, sir... sir." I smiled a bracket smile before grabbing my drink and leaving.

Should I have helped the guy? I mean... it is a part of his job to clean too... but it looks like he was mainly just a waiter. A waiter with a cute face, that is.

What the fuck are you saying?

All I said was that he had a cute face, don't know what your problem is with it.

My problem is that we're walking in the streets of Burlington, Vermont and you're gonna blush like crazy if you keep thinking about him.

Yeah, and you think that's helping?

Am I talking to myself? What the fuckity flying fuck. I gotta tone it on the swearing.

"Felix!" Someone called out from the right of me. I looked with round eyes and saw one of my friends waiting to cross the road while waving his hand up in the arm— air. I meant air. Not... not arm. English.