Namjoon glances at the small pastries on the counter then up at the tall, smiling man behind it. He blushes and murmurs a quiet 'thanks' while he watches the man turn and walk away from the counter. He takes a bite of one of his pastries, and lets out a muffled moan of satisfaction. He couldn't decide what he liked most of the little coffee shop: the food or the man behind the counter.