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you loved the subtle life. no worries, no freaking out, no crying, and most of all, no dating. your days at the cozy little cafe felt like a gentle routine, filled with the hum of coffee machines and the familiar faces of regulars. it was a comforting rhythm that allowed you to stay tucked away from the chaos of the world.
one rainy afternoon, as you wiped down the counter, a new customer walked in. he had dark hair and an enigmatic presence that drew you in. as he approached the counter, your heart quickened.
you took his order and, feeling a bit flustered, scribbled his name on the cup.
giyuu.
it looked neat enough, so you handed it over with a shy smile.
he looks at the cup and you swear you saw a tiny smirk that formed on his mouth.
"actually, it's spelled g-i-y-u," he corrected, a playful glint in his eyes. there was something about his tone that made you blush.
"oh im so sorry about that," you said, trying to shake off the embarrassment. he chuckled softly, and the sound sent a warm rush through you.
"no worries. mistakes happen," he replied, taking his drink and finding a seat. you found yourself stealing glances at him as he sipped his coffee, intrigued by his quiet confidence.
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the next day (im lazy)
the sun shone brightly, and you were busy preparing for the morning rush when you spotted him again. your pulse quickened. he approached with a relaxed smile, and you felt a flutter in your stomach.
"back for more coffee?" you asked, attempting to sound casual.
"and to make sure you remember my name this time," he teased, leaning against the counter, his gaze steady. you laughed, feeling a spark of connection.
after taking his order, you reached for the marker again, but before you could write, he gently took it from your hand. the brief contact sent a thrill through you.
"let's fix that," he said, and without hesitation, he began to spell out his name on your palm.
"g-i-y-u," he pronounced clearly.
"there. now you won't forget." he said putting the lid on the marker and handing it back to you
you stared at your palm, warmth spreading through you. "thanks," you said, feeling both flattered and flustered.
"look closely by the way" he said, his tone shifting slightly.
you glanced down to see his phone number inked beneath his name, followed by a simple note
call me if you want to chat more.
your heart raced, caught off guard by his boldness.
"you really don't hold back, do you?" you replied, trying to keep your tone light.
"why should I?" he said, a teasing smile on his lips.
"life's too short for uncertainty. besides, I think you're worth a second look." his gaze lingered on you, intense yet inviting.
"well, I appreciate the encouragement," you said, glancing down at your hand, feeling the weight of his words.
"but i'm not looking for a relationship at the moment" you said still looking at the words that were painted on your hand.
"you know, sometimes it finds you when you least expect it," he replied, his eyes still locked on yours. there was a mystery about him, something intriguing that pulled you in deeper.
as he turned to leave, he looked back over his shoulder.
"just think about it. I'll be around." with that, he walked away, leaving you with a mix of excitement and uncertainty swirling in your chest.
you stared at your hand, the ink still fresh against your skin, and realized that the subtle life you cherished might not be as simple as you thought. maybe it was time to embrace the unexpected, even if it meant stepping out of your comfort zone, if only a little.
'hes pretty hot..' you thought to yourself, turning red at the thought of him. ---
