EXO Imagines

4. Lay (Flower Boy; Boba Shop)

Kind of based on a true story in my life but it's not entirely true..... I still haven't had the courage to full on talk to this guy.. help me!!! I only got to meet him and talk to him about orders.... that's it... help
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"Hey, who's that guy?" I spoke. My friends turn their head, seeing a man taking an order from the woman at the counter.
"Aish, Y/n has a crush," Haeyoung grinned.
"No... he just looks familiar," I lied. My friends giggled and whispered over to each other.
"Mr.!" My other friend, SoHyun, called him over.
"SoHyun," I whispered. She got the man's attention and walked over. I put on my glasses and pretended to study.
"Mr., can I order some crepes, strawberries with Creme," SoHyun asked.
"Of course, is that all?" He asked. I took up and saw him a bit closer. He had dimples and a very bright smile...
"Hm, Y/n, do you need to order something?" Haeyoung asked.
"Ah? No, I'm fine," I replied. I read his name tag.... Lay?
"Did you solve problem 21 yet?" I asked, changing the topic immediately.
"No, I'm on 19," Haeyoung replied.
"By the way, I hate you two," I added. They both laughed and we continued with our studies since the finals were coming up.

After 2 hours of studies

"SoHyun, I have to go, it's getting late," Haeyoung said as she begin to pack.
"Omo, it's been over two hours. I have piano practice," SoHyun said and also packed up.
"I'll, stay here. My parents won't be home in two more hours so I'll just study here," I said.
"Aigoo, Y/n wants to be here alone with her oppa. Araseo," Haeyoung winked. I face palmed and stuffed my face in my book. Both of my friend greeted each other and left. I highlighted my notes and what was important. Omo, I forgot, I have my History project. I took out my laptop and did some research.
"Excuse me?" I look up and saw Lay. I stopped typing and was to stunned by him to say anything.
"Oh, ma'am, are you okay?" He waved his hand in front of me.
"Omo, I'm sorry," I bowed.
"It's fine. I just wanted to ask you if everything was okay," he spoke in a kind and soft voice.
"Oh, I'm fine... can I ask you a question?" I asked.
"Of course," he replied.
"Er.... is your name really Lay or is it just nickname?" I asked. He laughed.
"My real name is Zhang Yixing," he replied politely.
"Ah? You're Chinese? 谢谢 (thank you) for the food and boba," I smiled.
"不用谢 (you're welcome)," he replied.
"Ah, I'm sorry, I have been called nosy before. I should have never asked," I blushed.
"It's okay, it's good to learn more," he replied. He bowed and walked away.
"Ah, so handsome and so polite, aigoo, Y/N! Study!" I knocked myself on the head. I whined and tried to study. Every 2.5 seconds, I would look up and see Lay either talk to his coworkers or serve another customer.
"Pabo! You barely know him. He probably thinks you're creepy. Gah," I mutter. I took out a post- it note and drew a chibi version of Lay during "my break".
Sweeter than any sweets in this place,
Magical like a unicorn,
I leave this as a trace,
Of my existence (A/N: worst poem ever btw)
Sign,
Your secret admirer

I took my belonging and left the post it at the table. I walked up to the cashier to pay. I paid and gave Lay an extra tip.
"Thank you for coming. I hope to see you again, ma'am," he smiled widely, showing his dimples.
"Haha, my name is Y/n. Please don't call me ma'am. You're way older than me," I laughed.
"Ah really? I'm only in my mid- 20s," he spoke.
"I'm in my early 20s. I guess the age gap isn't far. It was nice knowing you Lay," I bowed and walked out of the shop.

Everyday since, I walked in to order a drink and left my tip into the tip jar with a post it note. I folded the bill with the note inside so Lay couldn't see it until he actually unfolds the tip. I wrote poems, pick up lines, or drew whatever that was on my mind. One day, I ordered my usual but when Lay handed me the drink, I noticed that there was a drawing and a little caption.

What about a date tomorrow cutie? (≧▽≦) - Lay

I look up and saw Lay smiling.
"Really?" I asked. I was too shock to say anything else. He nodded.
"Yes!" I cried. I wanted to hug him, but I was too stunned.
"Dinner date tomorrow, at 7. I'll pick you up," he replied. He walked around the counter and handed me all the notes I gave him.
"No, you should keep it," I told him.
"Haha, these notes, I kept looking forward to these all days you know. Maybe I should keep them.... maybe I'll make a scrap book out of it," he laughed.
"Oh," I hang him the tip with the note inside. He took out the note and read....
"Somewhere magical,
Somewhere mystical,
Maybe a date will do the trick... date?" He read.
"It happens that I was going to ask you out too," I blushed.
"Haha, but do you want to know what my answer is?" He asked.
"Yes," he said. I laughed and hugged him.
"I'll see you tomorrow Y/n," he said.
"Yes, tomorrow," I smiled and walked out of the shop. What the actual crap did just happen? I couldn't believe it.. Lay asked me out and I asked him... Omo, this is too great... too great to be true....