ALMOND MILK ✶ yeonbin

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yeonjun.

my shift starts, along with the other guy, taehyun.

 
i go by my shift as usual, the first few hours being undeniably boring, as there were rarely any customers around.

 
honestly, isn't this like bad for the business? i mean, we get rush hours and all that but an hour or two with only the occasional one customer is pretty wack.

 
but what do i know, i'm just a cashier.

 
moving my thoughts to more positive ones, i think about my date later.

 
yes, i'm calling it a date. and what about it?

 
i still can't believe that i actually asked him out. thank god he wasn't weirded out or intimidated.

 
i would be crushed.

 
without realizing, i started to daydream about being with milk boy. a very cheesy daydream.

 
we would frolic around the fields, running endlessly and rolling down hills.

 
we would be feeding eachother grapes and chocolate dipped strawberries. i'd wipe his chocolate stained lips with my thumb.

 
we'd watch the sunset, laying beside together.

 
and i'd look at his face and admire his features.

 
his soft, round eyes. his soft, pink lips. his soft, squishy cheeks. his soft-

 
"young man, all i want is some soup, please." an elderly voice snaps me out of my mind.

 
"oh, sorry ma'am." she hands me a can of tomato soup and i quickly took care of it, embarrassed.

 
i mentally and physically cringed. god, i was such a dork.

 
lots of hours passed and i haven't seen him anywhere.

 
he'd probably show up later at five, yeonjun. duh.

 
five rolls around and my shift ends. i patiently wait outside for him.

 
six o'clock comes by.

 
it's cool. he's just late. yeah.

 
seven, eight, nine passes by.

 
manager sejin is already preparing to close up shop.

 
i'm starting to think he'd never show up.

 

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