Day 2
December 6th, 2012
9:47am
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Tiffany woke up to the sound of Taecyeon grinding coffee beans in the kitchen. She yawns as she stretches her arms out and rises into a sitting up position with her eyes still partially closed. Tiffany slept on the couch and she was wearing a men’s t-shirt that Taecyeon let her use and the black leggings she had already been wearing.
“Sorry did I wake you?” he asks from the kitchen putting the cup of grinded coffee beans into the coffee brewer.
“Yeah, but it’s okay. Good morning.” She says rubbing her eyes. She slowly regains her eyesight then she squeals and covers her mouth with both hands which startles him.
He runs around the kitchen counter and into the living room. “What! What happened?!”
The only thing he was wearing was grey sweatpants, in other words, Taecyeon was shirtless. She didn’t do or say anything except stare at his perfectly chiseled six pack abs. Taecyeon just looked at her puzzled then slowly traced her gaze to his bare upper body.
“Ah… Wait, your boyfriend never did this when you lived with him?”
She just silently shook her head.
“I’ll go put on a shirt.” He says pointing towards his room with his thumb.
Tiffany tried to stop him, “No no! I don’t want you to feel like you’re losing your freedom in your own home. It just, might take some getting used to. Go ahead and dress the way you would as if I didn’t live here.”
“Suit yourself…” He grabs onto his sweat pants as if he was about to pull them down.
She gestures him to stop, “No! No! No! The pants stay.”
Taecyeon laughs and shrugs before going back into the kitchen. “You want some coffee?”
Tiffany gathers her hair together then moves it to one side. “Sure, I’d love cup.”
He pours the coffee into two cups and puts them on a trey along with cream and sugar and brings it to the coffee table. He sits next to Tiffany on the couch.
“Why are you so classy?” Tiffany asks pouring cream into her coffee.
Taecyeon prefers his coffee black so he drinks it right away. He looks at her puzzled, “What do you mean?”
“Last night with the tea, now the coffee, you put it on a trey and serve it to me, not to mention the super clean house even though you are a guy who lives alone.”
He shrugs, “I used to work at a café for 3 years when I was in high school.” He takes a sip from his cup, “I guess it became a habit, the cleaning part too.”
Tiffany leans over again to pour more sugar into her coffee, “Makes sense.”
Taecyeon watched her continuously pour sugar into her drink.
“Do you want some more coffee with your sugar?” Taecyeon teases.
She giggles, “I always put this much with my coffee. I have a little bit of a sweet tooth.”
He chuckles, “Haven’t you ever heard of cavities? Diabetes?”
She proudly takes a sip of her sugar coffee. “My teeth are fine, and diabetes is the least of my worries. Trust me.”
“If you say so…”
They sit there drinking their coffee in silence for about a minute or two.
“So…” says Tiffany blowing on her drink.
Taecyeon takes another sip, “Mhm.”
“What do you do for a living? You have a major?”
“I work as a mechanic at the local car repair shop, and yes I have major in mechanics as well.” revealed Taecyeon.
“Well, if you have a major, why do you live in a small apartment thing on top of a ramen shop?”
“Saves money and it doesn’t bother me.” He simply answers before finishing the last sip of his coffee.
Tiffany shrugs, sips her last drip of coffee and places her cup on the trey along with Taecyeon’s.
“So, are you going anywhere today?” He asks getting up from the couch and heading into the kitchen with the trey.
“Yeah, I’m going to my ex. boyfriend’s house to get my stuff.” She answers tying her hair into a messy bun.
He turns on the faucet to wash the cups, “Wouldn’t that be kind of awkward? You guys did break up yesterday if I remember correctly.”
Tiffany chuckles then gets up from the couch, walks to the kitchen, then leans over counter.
“He has work, and I have a key, he won’t be there.” She informs him.
He turns the faucet back off. “You need a ride?” he offers wiping his hands with a paper towel.
“No I could walk, I have a car over there and I was going to drive that back here.” She grabs her shirt from the counter and heads to the washroom.
“Wait Tiffany!” He calls from the other side of the counter.
She turns around and he grabs a key from a hook on the fridge.
“It’s my spare.” He tosses it to her and she catches it cleanly. “You can use it for the time you will be staying here.”
She smiles at him, “Thanks” she says tossing the key in the air and catching it before heading into the washroom to change.
