He's a barista

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(your pov)

"He's cute."

"You said that already."

"Four times actually."

"Shut up you two!"

I'm at this cute little cafe with my two best friends, the cafe worker is so hot I might faint by looking at him. I almost did, I've been staring at him for the past fifteen minutes we've been here.
He looks over at our table and we meet gazes, I look away quickly, stunned. Too late, I see him smile at me.

"Y/nnnnn, go talk to himmmm." Mitsuki pushes.

"Ask for his number!" Keri urges.

"No! I'm not gonna-" I stop as I see him walking over, a tray in his hand.

"Hey, here are your drinks, sorry for the wait." He says, flashing me a dazzling smile, then, he leans down into my ear. "My number is on the cup, love."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"AHHHHH."

"WHAT DID HE SAY? Y/N WHAT DID HE SAY?"

"SHUT UP BOTH OF YOU HE MIGHT HEAR!"

"Ya well he'll probably hear you." Mitsuki says snarkily. "Now tell usss."

"I- uh, fine. He said: "My number is on the cup, love"." I say begrudgingly, forgetting to remove the tiny little detail that he called me love.

"OH MY GOD HE CALLED YOU LOVE???"

"SHH! Mitsuki!" I pat her arm agressively, glancing at the counter where mystery cafe barista guy is standing, looking kind of smug. He's looking at us, a goofy little smile on his pretty face, he winks at me when he sees me look at him.

Don't blush. Don't blush. Don't blush.

"That's so cute! Text him!" Keri says.

"Yeah! Text him!" Mitsuki agrees.

"What no! I can't!" I protest as they try to grab my phone from my hands.

"Fuck you mean "you can't"?" Mitsuki side eyes me.

"Hell yeah you can." Keri says, wrestling the phone from my hand. "Y/n pass me your cup?"

"Wait Keri!" I groan as Mitsuki takes the cup and starts reading off the number.

"There!" She grins, slidding the phone into the middle of the table, displaying a "hey" text.

"Keriiiii." I cringe, sliding down in my chair.

Then I see a text pop up from him. "Hey, what's your name? I'm Akaashi Keiji (just call me Keiji btw)."

"Oh my god, he's so formal." Mitsuki cackles.

"Shut it! What do I say back?" I frown.

"Just tell him your name!" Keri suggests with am eye roll.

"Fineee." I type back a message. "my name's l/n y/n (also just call me y/n."

The bubble showing that he's typing loads for a second until it dissapears, replaced my another message.

"Nice to meet you Y/n, do you have time today? My shift ends in two hours, I wanna talk and get to know you."

"aww thats so sweet. id love to stay back!!"

"Sweet, I gtg take care of this customer rq, gimme a sec."

"What's going on there Y/n?" I hear Mitsuki ask, a devilish smile on her face.

"Yeah Y/n, we wanna know..." Keri smirks, leaning over to peek at my screen.

"Here!" I sigh, passing them the phone.

"Okay Keri, pros and cons!" Mitsuki says after reading the texts.

"What?" I frown.

"Right, hm, pros he's hot." Keri says, ignoring me.

"Y/n'a type for sure." Mitsuki agrees. "Cons?"

"Stranger. But that can be fixed." She replies thoughtfully. "Dry texter though."

"True, true." Mitsuki nods.

"Um guys?"

"Anything else?" Mitsu asks.

"Bold? Kinda, he made the first move at least." They both turn to give me a judgementful look before returning to their listing.

"Barista is a pro." Mitsuki says.

"True, green flag." Keri nods.

"How is that-" I shut up when they both glare at me.

"He's a barista!"

"That I am, yes." A voice behind me almost makes me scream.

"K-Kei-ji..." I jump, turning slowly to look at the beautiful man behind me.

"Hello there love." He smiles.

"H-hi."

"Y/n don't be a pussy. Where's the flirty hoe energy?" Mitsuki frowns.

"Mitsu!"

"Yeah Y/n, where'd the bad bitch vibes go huh?" Keri questions.

"Keri!"

"Y/n is that true?" Keiji asks, a curiously amused look on his face.

"What that I'm flirty? A hoe? A "bad bitch"?" I laugh. "Fuck no. They're making shit up."

"You have interesting friends." He tells me, an amused smile playing on his lips.

"We're right here, try not to kiss on the spot." Keri smirks.

"Yeah, if you're gonna make out get a room!" Mitsuki teases.

"Oh shut it you two!" I feel myself go red. To be fair, I see Keiji blush too, the ends of his ears are turning pink, how cute.

"Mhm, well we're gonna go now Y/nnn." Keri grins, standing at grabbing her coffee. "Be safe okay?"

"Use protection!" Mitsuki laughs, grabbing her to-go cup of coffee and leaving.

"I hate you guys!" I call after then jokingly, hearing them laugh good-naturedly.

"Wow, your friends are really something." Keiji observes.

"Yeah, sorry about them." I sigh, smiling slightly.

"Oh that's okay, I found it entertaining." He smiles.

"Hey don't you have to serve customers?" I ask with a small frown.

"Oh shoot yeah, you'll be okay by yourself for a little while right?" He asks, a worried crinkle coming to his brow.

"Yeah I'll be fine, don't worry."

"Sweet, I'll be back soon love."

"See ya..."

Strange how Mitsuki and Keri were right. We did need a room- private space! To be alone together, to um, bond. Alone. Together.

Bonding.

I had fun heh.




tell me honestly, was that weird? like the ending??

(not me making these a/ns like people actually read my shit lmao)

have a good day/night☘️

baibai🫶

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