Over A Cup Of Coffee

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(worked on this with @yoonginated)

Mocha had walked the block from her and her sisters house to her cafe,Smol Coffee Cup, unlocking the door and entering.

Mochas POV

She took in the smell of the coffee beans, and the steamed milk that would soon be in a latte. The bell above the door had rung, her friend and her sisters not-so-secret crush and ran in,messenger bag flying all over the place. I ducked. Seven,why are you running? Youre gonna break something with your messenger bag going crazy! I exclaimed,him slowing down a bit after I said that.

707 had looked at me,laughing a bit. Sorry. Just thought I was opening today. He said,walking into the back room and hanging his bag up.

Well okay then oh. Heads up. Yoongis here. I slowed down my sentence. He was too damn adorable, but he honestly didnt seem interested in me.

    You really like him don't you? Seven said to me, lowering his voice. And then a guy wearing a weird as hell mask with emotes that changed randomly (A/N. Seven here! AHHHHHH I'M DYING) (A/N 7 TO THE GODDAMN 07 REALLY). He walked over to 707, with his fists clenched. He handed him a piece of paper, folded up, and walked out the door, Seven opening the piece of paper and walking into the back room. At that time, I turned on the tvs in the shop. The news displayed another major DedSec hack,this time on Google. I heard 707 calling someone. I walked over to Yoongi. Hello! What would you like to order? I asked, notepad out.

I watched his behavior. Hands closed, and eyes looking at me only. What changed? All of a sudden, I heard giggling. Damn you 707

The signature, mocha frappucino please, He said, trying not to say that in a weird way. and a vanilla biscuit. I wrote down his order and headed straight to work.

I dramatically opened the doors with the sign Employees only. Did I learn that from watching Gordon Ramsey? Uhh possibly.

One signature mocha frappe! I yelled to the chefs, grabbing a nearby vanilla biscuit.

Another customer came in and waited at the counter.

Long time no see, babe~

I recognised that voice. Damn it, what the hell was this silver haired bitch doing here?

I walked out the door to see this.

Hey, she isnt yours. .