ice-less iced latte - txt soobin

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love began, gradually and surely without an ounce of disdain, on the coldest winter morning of the year.





a boy had walked in, a high-schooler, half an hour before school would actually begin, he came in and walked right up to the stand with the sweetest smile you swore had ever existed, "hi, can i get an iced latte?"





at first you want to ask him if he's insensitive to the weather or if his order is wrong or if he's secretly a werewolf with never-cooling body heat that keeps him warm all year-round because it is winter. now, why would anybody want to order a cold drink in winter, but not only that—the coldest morning of the year?





you only force a grin, believing that this boy is undeniably mad, "of course, one iced latte coming right up."





"thank you so much," he says as he pays but soon he leads you to think there may be something wrong with him, "but, can you hold the ice? since it's already cold, i'd like the wind to cool it down."





you deadpan and blink slowly, "so you just want a latte?"





"no, no—i want an ICED latte, but without ice." the boy enunciates every word and you hear him, so well, but you don't understand him. "excuse me, but—um—can i ask why you'd like to purchase an iced latte without ice instead of buying a regular late?"





the boy finally sees the confusion arise on your face if it hadn't been clear earlier and chuckles, "oh—it's because your menu board at the front says that ice lattes are cheaper than regular lattes."





"so you're a cheapskate?" the retort comes out without your approval and soon you're standing there with an ice-less iced latte in your hand and his stare of satisfaction. "thank you—"





"what's your name?" you ask and he beams, "oh, it's soobin, S-O-O-B-I-N—did you get that?"





you keep your gaze on him, "i'm not writing it down, look—"





"then why'd you ask?" he grabs the latte from the table, well, attempts to before you snatch it away from him, "hey! i paid for that already!"





"soobin, never—and i mean never ever—come to this coffee shop ever again." you say and he blinks out of confusion. it wasn't that you didn't like him or that he was a bad person. he was just a horrible customer with no common sense.





"why not? this is the closest place to the school and i just moved here so how could i possibly run all the way across town to get coffee over there—"





you release your grip on his coffee and he's able to take it once again, for sure this time, "just don't ever come back or else i'll charge you the more expensive price each time."





to your surprise, even after that non-threatening threat, he came back every single morning.





on cold, winter mornings, soobin bought ice-less iced coffees, but in the summer, he asked for lattes with ice—and he would continue to do so until he asked for your hand in marriage and only then will he ask for two ice-less iced lattes. that way, you'll be able to save more money as cheapskates.

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