Chapter 2

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A/n: My computer charger crapped out on me, so I had to buy a new one from Amazon and I had to wait two fucking days for it to get here, so here I am, 3:39 am, publishing this chapter.

Minho flopped on the couch, pretty much exhausted from the day's work. I was also exhausted, but more emotionally than physically.

"So, what's the redhead's name?" He asked as I realized that I hadn't told Minho his name.

"His name is Sean, and he's adorable and sweet." I told him, elbowing him in his stomach.

"Ow!" He rubbed his side, obviously in pain. "You're totally in love with him, by the way." He put up his arms, defensively, waiting for me to hit him.

"I'm not going to hit you, Minho." He put his arms down in relief. "I'm not sure what happened this morning. I'm sure I felt something between us, I just don't know what the hell it was." I ranted a bit, putting my head in my hands.

"Thank you for not hitting me, Y/n." He said, gratefully. "You shouldn't be worrying about that, he likes you, I can read him like an open book." He smiled, putting his hands behind his head, relaxing.

"Leftovers for dinner?" I asked, dropping the subject.

"Yep, you're heating them up, though." He told me.

I groaned, "Fine, you lazy bitch."

~Time Skip~

I woke up to Minho shaking me, violently.

"Get up! We're opening early today!" He pushed me onto the floor.

"Ow!" I got up, reluctantly, and did all of my daily chores like eating my breakfast, brushing my teeth, getting dressed, and hassling Minho.

"You're working the counter today, by the way." Minho said as we walked down the stairs and into the bakery.

"Aw... I'd rather be working in the back with you." I complained, turning the sign to say open.

"I'd rather you are back with me, too, but your mother said that's where you're working today." He told me, putting on his apron like he did every morning.

"Well, I might as well make the most of it." I said, smiling as the first customer came in. It was the same father who had ordered the birthday cake the day before.

"Here you go, sir!" I handed him the bright, pink cake after he paid.

"Thank you!" He said, walking out of the store.

"No, thank you!" He waved back at me and Sean walked in the store, a backpack on his shoulders.

"Hey, Sean!" I waved as I wiped off one of the counters.

"Hey, Y/n!" He smiled and sat down on the barstool closest to me.

"How're you today?" I asked, leaning against the counter, bored out of my mind and just wanting to talk with somebody.

"I'm okay, I didn't sleep very well last night." He told me as I poured him a cup of coffee.

"Insomnia?" I asked, sliding the cup to him.

"It seems to be something like that." He told me, taking a drink of his coffee.

"I have insomnia too, don't worry. Apple pie again?" I asked him as he nodded, smiling a bit.

"Yeah, thanks, Y/n!" He got a piece of paper and his pencils out and started drawing something.

I grabbed a plate and found there was no apple pie. "Minho! There's supposed to a full apple pie out here!" I yelled at my friend as he grumbled.

"Here!" He slid a brand-new, hot pie out of the order window.

"Thanks!" I said, cutting the pie into equal slices, putting one on a plate for Sean.

"Here you go." I smiled, sitting down on the chair on my side of the counter.

"Thank you." His usually red face even redder as I accidentally took a look at his drawing.

"Is that me?" I asked, seeing the wonderfully drawn picture of me.

"Well, yeah." He said, his cheeks growing redder.

"That's fucking amazing!" I laughed a bit, containing my happiness of him drawing me of all of the interesting people in the world.

"You really think so?" He asked, a hopeful smile set upon his face.

"Of course, it's incredibly detailed, and everything is just so perfect." I gushed over the drawing, as he ate a bite of his pie.

"You're a great model." He said, his mouth full, making me laugh.

"Really?" I asked, grabbing a cupcake for myself and unwrapping it.

"Yeah, I tried to capture you when you looked the most peaceful." He explained, taking the last sip of his coffee.

"Thanks for using me as your model." I said, my cheeks heating up a bit as I poured him some more coffee.

"No problem," He smiled and ate the last of his pie.

"Do you want another piece?" I asked, taking his plate.

"Sure!" He looked to his drawing and frowned a bit, and then erasing something. I handed him the plate full of pie and put some whipped cream on top of it.

"Thank you." He started eating his pie as I saw that he had erased part of the iris and replaced it with tiny stars.

"You're welcome." I said as Sean looked behind me.

"Your, uh, friend, Minho is it? Is calling you into the kitchen." He said awkwardly.

"Yeah, that's his name, and thanks." I walked into the kitchen and got immediately doused with flour.

"What the hell, Minho!" I yelled at him, trying to get the flour out of my hair.

"He'll think you look sexy in flour, trust me, I saw him checking you out yesterday." He explained his actions.

"Fine." I grumbled and walked back into the bakery.

Sean laughed and said, "What happened to you?"

"Minho threw flour at me," I groaned and dusted the flour off of my cheeks. "For reasons unknown, too."

"Did he really?" He laughed and drank the rest of his coffee.

"Yes, and Goddamn, you sure drink a lot of coffee." I filled up his cup again.

"Well, remember, I barely slept last night" He pointed out, as I ate a bite of my cupcake.

"Oh yeah, I forgot, sorry." I apologized, my face turning a bit red, but Sean couldn't see it because of the flour.

"It's alright, Y/n, we all make mistakes." He said as I laughed.

"Yeah, but I make a few more than the average person." I smiled as he laughed.

"Are you sure? You seem perfect." He stated, making me blush.

"Oh, I'm sure."

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