andrew han short stories

𝒄𝒂𝒇𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒚

i turned my head to hear the sound of the ring from the door, giving a sign that someone has entered our cafe.

dropping my wet towel, i turned my head to see who was here.

"good afternoo-" i was stopped once a met eyes with the handsome boy. he smiled and found a seat.

i slowly put my head down, blush covering my cheeks.

after looking on the menu above me,
he spoke.

"uhm, can i get an ice americano?" the boy stated with a soft smile.

cute braces

i nodded and typed it into the cashier(?).
"anything else?" i asked, looking back at him.

i caught him staring and chuckled.
"hello..?"

"oh- sorry! i'd like, uhm, i don't know. surprise me with a dessert." he smiled again, blush now on his cheeks.

i nodded again and typed in fudge brownies.

"that'll be $4." i said, looking at his doe like eyes.

he grabbed $5 out of his brown wallet softly saying, "keep the change."

i laughed and nodded.

"andrew by the way." he said before heading to sit down.

i smiled as i was on my way to make andrew's americano.

once i finished, i carefully put his drink and brownies on a tray, heading to his table.

"enjoy." i said after placing it on his table.
he smiled with a "thank you".

as i was placing new desserts in the display counter,
andrew gave me a look. the look that he needed something.

i slowly walked over.

"yes?"
"ma'am, i have a problem..."
"uh? and that is?"

he fiddled with his cup before speaking.
"uhm, well first, i don't know your name."

i laughed.
"i'm y/n."

"oh...pretty name." andrew mumbled.

it caught me off guard.
"what?"

he shook his head and smiled again.

once again, fiddling with his cup.

"my problem is...is that i don't have your number."