"Nothing, huh?" Felix asks. Hyunjin nods.
"I told him three - THREE - coffee based jokes and it was like I wasn't even there." He sits down at their table. "Am I not as good of a flirt as I thought I was."
"No, no hyung," Felix comforts him. "No, this barista is just a real life angel too busy for our bullshit pick up lines."
Hyunjin groaned. "Did any of you have luck?"
"Not even a little bit." Felix says. "He gave all of us the silent treatment - or rather the customer service treatment."
"I'm a customer he can service." Hyunjin wiggled his eyebrows.
"Oh my god, tell me that is not one of the lines you used."
"It wasn't, it wasn't - why? Do you think it's good?"
"I think that if you said that to anyone you'd be subject to a slap in the face and a permanent ban for their place of work."
Jisung crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair. His legs were crossed over one another, foot on top bouncing to a silent rhythm. They did have one more person they could call. An ace up their sleeves, if you will. If anyone could get Minho to acknowledge their existence as someone other than a customer, then it was him.
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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
