Coffee

Eleven ☕

Eunwoo's POV

Those lips.

We were lying on the bean bag, the boy asleep in front of me while I stared at his features. My hand moved on its own as I rested it on the boy's cheek while my thumb traced on his lips.

I took the opportunity to observe every single detail of the boy's face, awestruck at how near to perfection it was and how soft his face felt against my hand. The feeling of his lips against my thumb only left me wondering how they'd feel on my own.

No matter how tempting it was to just go in for a kiss, I pulled my hand away from the boy and sat upright.

Groaning to let the frustration out, I buried my face into my hands and just tried to collect myself.

What am I even doing?

I was definitely pushing boundaries.

As I looked around, I noticed Jeno slowly stirring awake in his own bean bag and took it as an opportunity to tell him I was leaving.

He just nodded his head and immediately passed out again, leaving me to figure out on my own on how to leave his place.

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The moment I stepped out from the internal heating of the house, I was smacked in the face by the cold winter air which was messing up my already messy bed hair. It was so much colder than yesterday and I was not dressed up for this weather at all. People dressed up in winter coats, scarves and gloves were walking on the street and I knew I'd stuck out like a sore thumb with how underdressed I was with my long-sleeved shirt and jeans.

Slipping my shoes on as quick as I could, I jogged out into the street for my body to warm itself up.

When that wasn't working and the possibility of me freezing to death on the sidewalk before I reached home came up, I had to sprint home while avoiding bumping into people, so that I'd make it back before I'd actually experience hypothermia.

The second I stepped into my apartment, I went in for a hot shower to warm up and get ready for my weekend shift at the coffee shop.

Early morning shifts were a headache but, they were the busiest and passed by the quickest.

I didn't have any time to spare for breakfast and just searched the pockets of my previous outfit for my phone and wallet.

Phone..

Wallet..

Another phone?

Despite my confusion, I didn't have the time to ponder over the random device that had made its way into my pockets and went on to stuff it into the pockets of my jeans along with my wallet and phone.

Making sure to wear a coat this time, I grabbed my backpack and brisk-walked to the coffee shop.

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Hours into the shift, the coffee shop became empty with only a few customers walking in every now and then. From then it would be a very slow day, so managing the front alone was easy and I could relax.

Dragging the broom on the floor as I walked here and there was my method of sweeping since that was pretty effective too and required little to no attention on the floor.

But, it did make me look stupid so I could only do that when the shop was completely empty.

Instead, I spent the time staring at the door.

So, about those lips..

..Why the hell am I actually thinking about his lips right now?

Speaking of, I hope he visits the shop today.

I want to see him soon.

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