barely - wjh + xmh

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(A/N just to let you know, I'll be posting a bit slow for this ff bc I'm still working on my verkwan ff, i just get really bored working on one book so heh)

junhui P.O.V

i walk up to the door of the coffee shop I work at. i open the door swiftly and the light scent of coffee welcomes me in.

"good morning, jun" my boss, park jinyoung, greets me.

"good morning" i reply back.

i get behind my counter as quick as i can, i wanted this day to be over quickly. i wanted to just lay in bed and do nothing, but i need the money for my rent.

as soon as i see my first customer, i make sure to plaster a smile onto my face.

"hello, can i get one caramel macchiato and one cappuccino, please?" the tall, dark haired boy asks calmly, his arm swung over a shorter, orange haired boy.

"of course, take a seat, your drinks will be here soon" i smile.

"alright, lets go, jimin" the taller boy grins happily with a bunny like smile, leading the other to an empty table.

i sigh as i go to prepare their drinks.

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i walk out behind the counter, serving my ninth customer for that day. i just need to serve one more and my shift is over.

i walk back to my place in the shop. the door slowly opens up as a small boy walks in. he had colourful hair, pink and blue, and a shy smile on his face. his eyes were brown and warm. he was wearing a pink shirt with a white jacket on top, along with a...skirt?

i look back up, not caring about what he was wearing, but that didnt stop my curiosity.

"u-um... can i have a plain c-coffee please?" he says, barely louder than a whisper. his korean was a bit broken and he had a chinese accent.

"sure, with milk or sugar?" i ask, once again clearing my thoughts.

"both, please" he whispers again.

i nod before telling him to sit down somewhere. he hurriedly rushes to an empty seat and sits there, tapping his pink nails on the table.

i come out once again and hand him his drink.

"thank you..." he whispers once again

"yeah...no problem" i walk off, slightly faster than usual.

i decide to go into the bathroom quickly, to see if i still look presentable.

about five minutes in the bathroom, i notice a small figure coming up behind me. i glance backwards and see the boy i just served walk in slowly.

he goes next to me and looks in the mirror also. i slightly smile at him, his fluffy hair fell onto his eyes as he huffed and tried putting it back into place, pouting, and touching up on his makeup.

"hey, pretty boy" i call out, waiting for him to look at me.

"um...do, do you mean m-me?" he stutters cutely.

"yeah, i do. name?" i question. i suddenly got the urge to simply know more about the cross dressing boy.

"um. m-minghao... x-xu minghao... why?"

"ah, i thought you weren't korean"

"no, im chinese"

"so am i..."

the awkward silence filled the room.

"o-one more question." i curse myself for stuttering.

i glance down quickly, before quickly muttering,

"skirts?"

"i-i like them"

"but, you're a boy?"

"...barely"

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wtaf is this? im??

so i cringed while writing this, it was so much better in my head ):

im so sICK RN IM LIKE COUGHING EVERY FOUR SECONDS WTF

pls y

anyways, this chapter isn't the best, but i just needed them to meet, so it'll get better (?) later on (;

k byeeeeeee

~jikooks backhug in the fire mv