𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚜
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
"Hello! How may I help you two..?" The Barista boy said.
"𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶-"
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Joshua's POV.
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The next day was just the same. The day after was just the same thing too. It consist of having breakfast, either homework or extra studying, going to different places with Jeongin, Cafe time and going back home with Jeongin's vocal practice. It was that time of the day again where we go to the cafe and buy a drink or have a little snack. It was like God answered all my prayers when we went into the cafe and saw Barista Boy working at the counter once again. We walked to the counter where he was standing.
He asked, "The special Red Velvet cinnamon roll frappe for the little guy and the regular Iced Americano for you..?" I smiled knowing he still remembers our orders from the first day we met.
Okay.. so somewhere in my mind I thought it was a good idea to flirt with him but knowing he's working at the counter, I can't actually do that. One because he has to take other people's orders and Two, I don't know how to flirt so it's bad both ways.
I then pulled out my wallet again and he unexpectedly said, "That's a really beautiful wallet!" It had the colours of just Rose Gold and Serenity. It was just nothing but two beautiful colours combined together.
"Oh thank you.." I said with a small smile. "I got it from one of my favourite groups' concert.." I'm not one to actually talk about what I like because one, I hate it when people start sharing their own bad opinions about what you like.
Seriously, I don't care if you don't like it because in the end your opinion won't really matter. Second, I'm self conscious since I don't like when people think I'm some weird fanboy of some group.
He looks at me and smiles, "Seventeen..?" His coffee like eyes met mine. I nodded while blushing just a little bit and asked, "You know them..?"
My heart was about to burst. I've never met another boy who liked the same thing as me. Everyone thinks I'm insane for liking a boy group more than a girl group but if you only saw their dancing, ah you'll lose your mind for sure.
Barista boy replied, "They should really rename it to Gayteen you know..?" He chuckles and continues. "Well.. we all know that Verkwan is the good shit.." He smirked and giggled.
I held my chest and just closed my eyes and nodded. I have never met someone more relatable than this beautiful coffee boy.
"Finally someone who understands me," I smiled as he giggled. I paid and he gave us our drinks and gave a little high five and a fist bump to Jeongin. "He's very nice!" Jeongin said as he took a sip of his drink. I mentally wanted dtp ask this little kid if he can detect if that Barista boy likes guy like me- wait no what am I saying..?
We carefully walked back home and it was just the same old thing over and over again. I decided to cook dinner and create this beautiful masterpiece, I call 2 minute noodles but Jeongin just wanted to have cookies and milk instead.
It was getting late and as I was about to fall asleep, all I could think about was Barista boy. His hair. His eyes. His lips, his pinkish pouty lips that are just irresistible not to kiss. I imagine his sweet and loving personality everytime I come and see him in the cafe..
