{lowercase intended}
craving // a powerful desire for something.
"you know what i crave the most yeonjun?
"w-what?"
"you."
in which two boys crave for each other's love to fill their emptiness.
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"a sun-setting evening, and a darkened night sky, both have my heart full of you."
- nap of a star (txt)
☾
yeonjun sighed as he counted the notes, his heart beating faster and faster as his fingers edged towards the end of the bundle of money.
"it wont be enough," he thought to himself, before placing his wallet away.
he peeked into the room beside him, as his two other colleagues were packing up, seeing as their shift had come to an end.
"please no more customers...please...please..." yeonjun mumbled to himself as he stared at his watch.
5:15, fifteen minutes till closing time.
he stared outside the window in sadness, the warmth of the empty cafe being a slightly comforting presence.
the door chimes suddenly fluttered in the gust of air, creating a fairy like sound as the door swung open and a customer walked in.
a very tall man walked in, dark brown orbs glistening in the soft sunset, eyelashes casting small shadows on his rounded cheeks, complimented by a set of deep dimples. strands of his ebony hair framed his charming face, his lips curled upwards in an innocent smile, as he bowed.
yeonjun stood there, eyes widening by the second as he stared at the handsome male in front of him. his cheeks began to blossom with a rosy tint, as he awkwardly scratched his nape.
the man tilted his head to the side, confused at yeonjun's reaction.
"i'd like to eat here please, table for just one." the male smiled up at him adorably, and yeonjun felt his heartbeat picking up its pace once again.
"y-yes of course sir, pick anywhere you would like to sit." he answered, eyes not even daring to look away from the towering male, as if he may disappear.
the tall man sat down, carefully reading the menu as yeonjun blatantly checked him out, coming back to his senses when the customer ordered.
"can i please have one iced americano with matcha tiramisu?" his deep, sultry voice uttered, and yeonjun felt his words get caught up in his throat at his words.
"y-yes of course sir. and a name for the o-order?" yeonjun bit his lip in nervousness, peering down at the handsome man with big eyes as the customer's face lit up.
