coffee shop ; yoonkook

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   He walked into the coffee shop with the cutest little pout on his face, which seemed to somehow fit. He was with another guy who looked around the same age, but a lot taller and softer, in a way.

   "Hi, welcome to the Split Bean, how can I help you?" I asked with a smile. They stood at the counter and the taller one raked his eyes over the menu. The shorter one, however, raked his eyes over me.
   "I'll have an Americano," he mumbled, looking away when I met his gaze. I turned to his friend.
"And you, sir?"
   "A blueberry smoothie would be nice," he responded with a charming grin.
"And your names...?"
"Seokjin." I then looked at the shorter out of the two.
"Yoongi," he said before quickly turning around. I let my eyes follow his figure as he walked to a booth, letting Seokjin trail behind.

   "Here you go. One blueberry smoothie and one americano," I said as I set their drinks down in front of them.
   "Thanks! They look delicious," Yoongi replied. I grinned at him and he turned a little pink.

   After they paid they wasted no time before leaving. Yoongi shot one last look at me before leaving though, and I swear I could feel my pulse quicken. The rest of my day felt bland in comparison.

   As soon as I stepped into the bathroom after work I peeled my shirt from my chest, then stepped out of my jeans, already anticipating the cool shower. The summer heat was intense, especially when you had to walk everywhere. As I ran my hands through my hair an image popped into my head without my permission. Imagine running your fingers through his hair...it looked so soft. I shook my head as if that would dispel the image of Yoongi looking at me with his adorable pout. I quickly stepped into the shower but even under the water's cold spray, my skin felt a bit warm.