coffee beans; b.c

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Y/N's mornings were a symphony of coffee beans grinding, milk frothing, and the gentle hum of chatter from regulars who frequented her cozy café. As a barista, she took immense pride in her work, crafting each cup of coffee with precision and care. It was in this bustling café that she would meet him, the charismatic and intriguing customer who went by the name Bang Chan.

Every morning, like clockwork, Bang Chan would enter the café. He'd stride up to the counter with a warm smile and a glint of anticipation in his eyes, always the first in line. Y/N had noticed his consistent presence, and it never failed to make her heart race a little faster.

"Good morning, Bang Chan. The usual?" she'd ask, her voice laced with warmth.

He'd grin, the corner of his lips curling up in that way that made Y/N's heart flutter. "You know me too well, Y/N. The usual it is."

The 'usual' for Bang Chan was a simple cappuccino, extra foam. Y/N took her time crafting it to perfection, not just because it was her job, but because she knew that it meant something to him.

As the days turned into weeks, Y/N began to notice the little things about Bang Chan. The way he would sit at the same corner table, his intense focus as he typed away on his laptop. The way his eyes would light up when she set his cappuccino down in front of him. He was a mystery she longed to unravel.

One quiet afternoon, with a lull in customers, Bang Chan approached the counter as Y/N was wiping it down. He cleared his throat, a slight hint of nervousness in his voice. "Y/N, I've been coming here for a while now, and I can't help but wonder if you'd like to join me for coffee sometime. I'd love to get to know the person behind the bar."

Y/N was taken aback, her heart racing. She'd never expected a customer to ask her out, but there was something about Bang Chan that made her want to take the leap. "I'd like that, Bang Chan," she said with a warm smile.

They agreed to meet after her shift, and as the day drew to a close, she locked up the café and met him at their corner table. The café was now empty, and their conversation flowed freely, the warmth of the coffee and the company creating a perfect atmosphere.

As the days turned into weeks, their coffee dates became a daily occurrence. They shared stories, dreams, and secrets, and Y/N discovered that Bang Chan was not just a regular customer; he was someone with a heart as warm as the coffee she served.

One rainy morning, Y/N found herself locking up the café with Bang Chan by her side. He offered to walk her home, holding an umbrella over her as the rain fell softly around them. It was a moment that felt like the perfect ending to a story that had started in the café, and it was just the beginning of something beautiful.

As they walked together, Bang Chan reached out and took Y/N's hand, his fingers interlacing with hers. The connection was electrifying, a silent promise of something deeper.

In that simple gesture, they found a love that had brewed slowly, like a perfect cup of coffee, each day building the anticipation and the depth of their feelings. Their café romance had blossomed into something real and meaningful, and together, they were ready to savour every moment that life had to offer.


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