Black Coffee

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It was Monday. A lovely, sunny day, few clouds are seen in the sky, even though it was still winter. Minseok was cleaning the counter until his reflection was shown in the shiny surface. He went over to the other side to roast new coffee beans. The bell above the door rang and a customer stepped in. Minseok only glanced to the side to picture the contours. Telling from the broad shoulders it was a male, pretty slim.

"Sehun, would you be so nice." A boy with black hair, which were parted in the middle and slightly thrown back, looked at him in fatigue.

"Do I have to?" he replied with a whine. "The question should answer itself", Minseok deadpanned. The young male sighed, taking a menu card and block and pen to take the male's order.

"Great to be the chef", Minseok talked to himself with a sheepish smile.

Strolling his way through the café, he finally arrived at the back seat where the new guest seated himself.

"Must he sit this far away", Sehun thought and dreamt of his bed that he missed so much. Shoving his thoughts aside, he looked at the customer. "May I take your order?" Sehun smiled, forming crescents with his eyes.

"Shouldn't you give me the card first?" the customer asked a little bit confused.

Sehun felt his ears turn red and started to laugh in shame. "I'm so sorry!" he slightly bowed, "I went to sleep too late, so it's all quite messy up there." The black haired male made a gesture pointing to his head, offering the customer the card he had brought from the counter.

The young man with hazelnut hair took it and smiled, immediately opening it. While the customer looked into the card, Sehun eyed him more closely. His eyes were big and round, doe-like even, his lips a little bit thin. His face was round and skin smooth, reflecting the light of lamps on the ceiling. He had broad shoulders and a rather thin body structure. Still, muscles were visible. "His eyes seem so dark, they must have changed colors, because he drank too much coffee", Sehun thought, making himself laugh and drawing the customer's attention to him. He always had these rather weird thoughts.

"Is something the matter?" he asked with a rather serious look.

"N-no", Sehun waved both of his hands, denying. He scratched the back of his head while turning red on his ears again.

"Just bring me an Iced Americano, please", the customer said all of a sudden, handing back the menu card.

Sehun nodded, daring not to say something. He returned back to the counter with fast steps.

"Don't send me ever again", Sehun blurted out in a quiet tone.

Minseok turned back, holding roasted beans in a big silver bowl. "Why? You're the only one I have." He eyed the younger in confusion, noticing the black haired male's ears. He smiled, a little bit laughing, too. "Wanne tell me?" he asked, bursting out in laughter. Sehun became even redder.

"Stop laughing, you!"

"You, what?" Minseok replied still laughing.

"Just get him an Iced Americano!" Sehun slammed down the menu card, along with block and pen. "Embarrassing myself in front of such a handsome man", Sehun whined quietly, slamming his head onto the counter.

"Hey, I just cleaned it!"

"I honestly couldn't care less"

Minseok sighed, pinching his nose. He readied the Iced Americano, put an ice cube and a straw in it. He placed it on a silver tray and started to carry it to the customer.

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