Since I miss his red hair, I'm setting this in the times when our little dandy boy Seungmin still has his hair dyed red.
third person
genre: fluff, coffee shop au
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It was supposed to be a normal coffee shop incident, but something sparked between the two of them, causing a spark to emit dramatically. It was like a cliche scenario one could only witness in cheesy romance novels or movies for hopeless romantics.
The middle of autumn. When the leaves turn a crisp orange, yellow or brown, the fallen leaves crunching at the feet of people passing by the busy streets, and the time when (Y/N) would find herself in a white, furry coat, scarf, fluffy gloves, boots and a hat.
It is one of those days where people would take advantage of the season, curling up in blankets while having a food trip and binge watching Netflix and all the other crap, having a lazy day in bed. But (Y/N) was too bored to even do that. Yes she has done a fair amount of doing nothing on certain days, but today she felt like she must do something productive, or at least get her feet moving to accomplish something she can be proud of.
Geared up in what she calls casual clothes, she wanders around the streets of Myeongdong, wondering what the lively shops filled with people has to offer.
Eventually, after a few minutes window shopping for clothes, she stopped in front of a coffee shop, decorated with cute embellishments and light colors. It was inviting and alluring enough that it made her go inside, the warm feeling enveloping her as the scent of coffee beans being ground entered her nostrils. The small bell above her head tinkled gently, signalling the workers of the shop that a visitor have arrived to taste one of their delicacies.
(Y/N) walked to the counter and looked up at the menu, her eyes scanning the varieties of coffee she can choose from, taking her ample time while waiting for someone to serve her.
The soft chattering of people along with the music turned on in the background was enough to set the mood and turn the chilly autumn into a warm one. Just then, a male barista came up to her, neatly dressed in his uniform with a gentle smile to entice the customers.
(Y/N) looked up, and she saw a guy, around her age. He was a bit taller than her, hair red which suited him perfectly, and his eyes were brown and bright, seemingly happy and passionate about his job—something that the girl thought he was passionate about.
His name tag labeled him as Kim Seungmin.
"Hi, how can I help you?" his voice chirped, his eyes smiling all the way, and (Y/N) felt at ease just hearing his voice.
"What would you recommend?" she replies, somehow testing his knowledge on how to serve customers, although she was quite certain that he took classes before taking this kind of job.
"To fit with today's season, I suggest you the hot chocolate, because it's not only chocolate, it's topped with creaminess and love. It's sweet, although it's not as sweet as you, of course." Seungmin says.
A blush settles upon her cheeks, and it confused the young (Y/N) as to why she would blush, she was not the type of person to get bashful very easily.
Perhaps it was his presence alone that made her feel a rollercoaster of emotions she had never felt before.
"Alright, I'll take the hot chocolate and some brownies, please," she stated gently.
The young man smiles, taking in her shy image as a knowing glint makes its way into his happy eyes, as if he can see the effect he has on her just by simply looking. Seungmin then steps back to prepare her drink, his hands moving expertly around the tools and equipment, and after what feels like seconds later, a cup and a small paper bag is being slid into (Y/N)'s hands, a printed receipt following slowly afterwards.
"I get off at six," he says, winking at her.
The girl went confused, but that was until she had noticed that Seungmin had written down his number in a quite messy handwriting, with his name under the number.
It really was like a romance novel where the guy meets girl, they fall in love, then a witch comes, in all forms, they overcome the obstacles, and they happily get married in the end.
And she didn't know it yet, but it was the start of something beautiful.
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