ALMOND MILK ✶ yeonbin

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yeonjun.

i decided that today was gonna be the day.

 
the day when i would talk to him, or maybe not talk to him, just let him acknowledge my existence or just have actual eye contact, you know.

 
yeah. that.

 
i mean he's been coming back to this store for a whole two months.

 
and i've been whipped for this boy for two whole months!

 
and i don't even know his name, oof.

 
i was thinking maybe i could slip my number on the receipt, you know?

 
sounds like a plan, hope it goes well.

 
ding.

 
oh i can't help but smile. this boy is such precious.

 
maybe i have a thing for soft boys?

 
he was wearing a hoodie, two sizes larger i bet. his cheeks red from the cold.

 
am i a creep if i say that i find it cute when he shivers, or when he sneezes?

 
anyways, here he is infront of me, handing out his payment.

 
i grabbed it from his hand and both our hands touched and as cliché as it sounds, yes i felt a spark.

 
he'd only drop the money on the counter on most days.

 
i don't know what compelled him to do so, but i'm not complaining.

 
i put the money in the cash register and waited for the receipt to print.

 
when he wasn't looking, i wrote my name and number at the back as fast as i could. i hope he at least sees it.

 
yeonjun :) ××××-×××-××××

 
i gave him his drink and he left without a word.

 
:)