"Copter, we missed you so much!!! Are you feeling better now?"
"Yes, of course! Thank you all for worrying about me."
Copter graciously smiled at the group seated in front of him, recognizing them to be customers who regularly came to the café. After reassuring them about his well-being and taking their orders, he briskly walked back to the bar.
It was his first day back in the shop after spending a couple of weeks recovering his injured arm. Extremely excited to finally return to his normal life, Copter was more than ready to make up for the time that he was absent. But, unfortunately for him, his plans to do so were completely thwarted.
When Copter attempted to take a tray of drinks to the customers, Tee immediately stopped him.
With a disapproving glare, Tee grabbed the tray and placed it out of Copter's reach. "What do you think you're doing?!"
Copter let out a frustrated grunt. "I'm okay now. Really!"
"I told you already. You need to take it slow for a few days," Tee reminded him.
"I don't!" Copter denied in an instant. "My arm is fine now."
Wearing a stern expression, Tee just shook his finger at him, acting like a mother scolding her whiny toddler. Annoyed, Copter turned his head towards Tae, hoping to get some support from the more sensible senior. But, to his disappointment, although Tae gave him an apologetic smile, he sided with Tee.
"At least for today, Copter," Tae said in a gentle voice, trying to come up with a reasonable compromise. "Just in case. There's no need for you to overwork your arm right away."
"Not just today, but for the entire week. Or more," Tee strongly insisted, shooting down Tae's compromise.
Scowling, Copter opened his mouth, intending to speak his mind once more. But, before the arguments could fire off again, Copter felt himself being suddenly lifted by a pair of arms and carried a few steps away from the bar. He soon discovered the culprit to be Bas, who carefully put Copter back down on the ground.
"Sorry, P'Ter. But I agree with P'Tee on this," Bas said. "You stay here, okay?"
After giving him a quick back hug, Bas hurried over to the bar, seized the tray, and rushed off to the waiting customers. Momentarily dazed by the rapid turn of events, Copter blinked several times before emitting an exasperated sigh.
"What's wrong?"
Kimmon, who had just come back from serving on the second floor, approached Copter, catching the sulkiness on the junior's face. Upon seeing Kimmon, Copter lit up in a flash.
"P'Kim! Can you tell everyone that my arm's fine now?"
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Café Pit-a-Pat - Season 1 (COMPLETE)
Fanfiction[Kimmon x Copter] Kimmon Varodom, the successful owner of a gourmet coffee shop called "Café Pit-a-Pat", is tired of his grandmother's efforts to push him into marriage. In an attempt to resolve his problem, he forms a brilliant idea that involve...
