"Namjoon?"
Staring at the scribble of blank ink on the side of his venti macchiato coffee cup, Namjoon takes a brief moment to consider whether it's worth his time to say something about it.
"Namjoon, are you there?"
"Yeah," Namjoon tells the man on the other end of the call. "Yeah, sorry, my barista is just a jackass with a rudimentary grasp of word structure."
"Yeah, well," Seokjin sighs over the phone line in a metallic hum. "Think of the educational systems these days. None of them write anymore. They all type. They've lost those proper motor functions."
"Stop making excuses for them, Jin," Namjoon tells his partner. Turning, he pushes the incompetency of the incessantly smiling bubble of sunshine barista that Namjoon sees every morning to the back of his mind. Another day. He'll think about it another day. When he has time.
The irony of that thought is as strong as the sunshine Namjoon walks out into to start his morning.
"Is this going to ruin your day, or can we get back to talking about our current client?" Seokjin asks in his quiet 'I'm being patient right now' voice.
"It's not going to ruin my day," Namjoon tells Seokjin, trying not to frown. As he takes a drink of his coffee, Namjoon is at least comforted that it's made to perfection. It always is, which is why he returns to this coffee shop and it's overly happy baristas every morning.
"Are you sure?" Seokjin asks. His tone suggests that he's intentionally being annoying and smiling about it on the other end of the line.
"Yes, now tell me what the hell our client is scheduled to do with us this morning," Namjoon doesn't have time for Seokjin teasing him. He barely has time to get coffee in the morning with the number of files he has piling up on his desk. "What does he want?"
"They," Seokjin corrects and Namjoon groans.
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❞Venti Macchiato, please.❝ minjoon ✔
Fanfiction[complete] Namjoon didn't know that sometimes, a barista is all it takes to make your morning routine skid to a halt and open your eyes.
