The Coffee Shop

One || 03:00pm || coffee shop

[[Spotify playlist: namjoon by tara tipple]]

Freshly brewed coffee, relaxing music and big smiles from the people working here, are the first things I notice when I walk in. I smile back to my favourite barista, Joy. She really did live up to her name. She was always playful and happy, and would always cheer everyone up. I liked Joy alot.

I sat down at my favourite spot and pulled my laptop out of my bag and turning it on. I'm supposed to send some emails to my family members, wishing them a merry christmas and yada yada yada. It's tradition and my mom is probably gonna yell at me if I don't do it. There weren't that many people in here, like usual. I liked that. I liked that the only thing I could hear was my fingers tapping the keys on my keyboard and Joy making some coffee. This feels good.

After a while I finish writing my emails and send them all. Streching my sore muscles and cracking my fingers, I was really pleased. I had been sitting so long and drinking so much water that I really had to pee.

''Hey Joy! Could you just make sure that nobody steals my laptop I really have to pee.'' You tell her while walking to the bar.

''Ofcourse (Y/N), don't be too long though'' She answers with a smile.

I smile back awkwardly, and speedwalk to the restroom.

----x----

Coming back a few minutes later, feeling relieved because I was about to pissmyself (LMAO). I walk over to my spot again, but as I'm getting closer I notice something.

''Why is there a napkin here? I haven't ordered anything yet'' I think to myself as I pick up the napkin, and sit down. It was folded in two, and I could see some writing on it. Unfolding it, I read what the message says, also suprised at how nice the writing looks.

[hey I'm sorry if this seems creepy or weird but I think you're really cute and you seem like a nice person. I also noticed that you haven't ordered anything yet, so I wanted to buy you something. Text me what you want and I'll buy it for you ;) Here's my number (number) Again, I'm really sorry if this creeps you out, just ignore this napkin if you feel uncomfortable. -N]

I was-

Shocked?

Confused?

Flustered?

All of them at once really. I never thought that someone would do this in real life. Like this feels like some The Notebook shit. I was blushing really hard I could feel it. I looked up into the shop, trying to see if someone was watching me. Everyone was either looking at their phones, books and laptops, or they were talking to eachother. Looking back at the napkin, and back out into the shop, and back at the napkin again. I didn't know what to do. What if it was some creepy ass My Little Pony, anime loving, Mountain Dew drinking 40 year old?

But what if it was a cute guy.

I thought to myself for a moment.

''Well.. At least I get free coffee? Ah what the hell, YOLO''

I got out my phone and typed in the number, sending a text to this mysterious person.

(Y/N): Um hello is this the napkin dude from the coffee shop?

Just as I put my phone down I heard my phone pling. ''Dude- Is he watching me or some shit?'' I thought to myself, looking back out into the shop to see if someone was watching me. Everyone was still doing their own thing.

Unknown: Hahaha well I guess you can call me that

(Y/N): Oh okay. Well I would like a Caffé Latte please :)

Unknown: Sure thing! But can I ask you something?

(Y/N): Alright

Unknown: Can you look away from the bar? I feel like it would be awkward if you saw who I am right away

I giggled a little at that.

(Y/N): I would feel the same way so yeah sure. I'll just stare into my laptop

Unknown: Hahaha cute ♡

Why am I bushing again? This dude honestly, I need to control myself. Enough with the blushing and shit. I turn my laptop towards the shop and lean on the table a little. So my back is facing the shop. Before I press play on the series I'm watching on Netflix, I hear a chair scrape against he floor. I knew goddamn well that it was the napkin boy. Or N as he called himself. Hearing what sounded like boots walking over to the bar. I couldn't hear any voices tho so I'm guessing he's whispering to Joy.

I heard Joy doing her thing, making my Caffé Latte. Bless her. Bless her little cotton socks. Ble-. Ok this is getting out of hand and I'm shaking. Some dude that I don't know what looks like, or sounds like, is buying me coffee. I tried as hard as I could to focus on the show I was watching. But I would always pause it to think. ''What if he's a serial killer'' ''What if he's a rapist'' What if this what if that. This is not good for my heart. I can feel it jumping in my throat.

I heard Joy give the coffee to the man I was about to meet, and the sound of boots coming towards me. What do I do? Do I turn around sexily? Do I sit and wait for him to give it to me? I bounce my leg up and down, a habit when I'm nervous. After biting off literally all my nails and almost making a hole in the floor, I feel something tap my shoulder.

I turn around slowly.

And oh my god.

All I can see it this tall ass, handsome ass, good looking ass, nice ass style lookin ass, nice ass guy with two coffee cups in his hands. He was wearing a blue bomber jacket with with a black t-shirt and some tan/yellow ish jeans, folded by the ankles. He was also wearing a small black beanie and gold round glasses. ''O-'' was all I could say. I was speechless by his beauty. He smiled a little.

''May I?'' He asks, putting my latte infront of me, and pointing to the seat on the other side of my table''