He spots them, offers a little wave, then approaches the counter on his own. They watch as he orders his iced americano, waits patiently, then comes to sit with them. Jisung frowns. "Bro, you ruined it, you were supposed to come talk to us first before you spoke to him."
"Huh? I only came because you said you were at a cafe. What was this all for by the way?"
"The barista!" Jisung hisses.
Seungmin sips out of his straw. "Oh, yeah, he's cute. Kind of like a newborn cat."
"I know! That's the problem. We have all tried to flirt with him but he ignored us, we're trying to see what his type is. Or if we're all just terrible flirts."
Seungmin shrugs. "He didn't really respond when I flirted."
"You flirted?" Felix asks.
He nods. "Yeah, like I said, he's cute. I asked if he wanted to fuck or not and he didn't even say anything."
Chan laughs, hugging Seungmin and ruffling his hair. The younger boy groans at his hyung but doesn't make a move to push him off. "You're always so blunt Min!"
Felix jumps to his feet when the door to the cafe opens. "Hyung is here," he says, making his move to intercept Hyunjin - they don't want him to repeat Seungmin's mistake. He quickly fills Hyunjin in on the situation, including all the lines they've already used on Minho.
Hyunjin just laughs smugly at him and tells him to take a seat and watch the master. For the fifth time, one of the men approaches the barista with confidence bursting through the roof. From afar the table of already rejected men watch. Hyunjin the flirting master starts high, falters, and ends low. He leaves the counter with his tail between his legs and a cup of tea in his hand.
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That Hot Barista
HumorJisung flirts with the out-of-this world, gorgeous barista. Only to just be ignored. So he calls in his friends for backup. They all fall for Minho so easily it's almost sad. Main ship is Minsung
