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You sigh with a sense of relief as you lock the coffee shop doors, glad to finally end the day. You loved the coffee shop with all your heart—it was your grandmother’s gift to you before passing away—but some days all you wanted was to be home and very far away from the smell of coffee. Today was one of those days.
“Long day?”
You turned around swiftly, surprised by the sudden voice. Your expression of alarm melted into softness as you saw your favorite customer staring back at you. An amused smile spread across his face.
“You scare so easily,” he commented.
You blush shyly. “Sorry Jinyoung-sshi, I thought everyone left.”
He chuckled, happy wrinkles curling at his eyes. “You forgot about me? I’m so disappointed.”
“You were so quiet today, it slipped my mind,” you defended yourself.
He stepped closer to you, and softly placed a finger on your nose, making your face heat up profusely.
“I’m going to remember this forever,” he threatened pettily. “and I thought I was your favorite customer.”
You blushed at his comment. He wasn’t wrong, but you weren’t going to admit it so easily. “Whoever said you were my favorite?”
“Are you a player-type?” he asked. “Why would you write a message on my coffee cup every day if I’m not your favorite? That’s no good, Y/N, you’re toying with my heart.”
He grabbed at his chest, feigning heartbreak. You chuckled at his expression, happy to see that Jinyoung was in a more playful mood than usual. You walked past him and back behind the counter.
“Well I wouldn’t have to write you messages on cups if I had your number,” you replied just as playfully.
Jinyoung stared at you for a brief moment, a smirk on his face. You lift your head to meet his look, trying to laugh off your own embarrassment. Where did that line even come from?
“Smooth,” he finally spoke up, approaching the counter as well. “Well, do you want it?”
You chuckle, though your face was becoming more visibly red. Grabbing a towel, you begin wiping down the counter.
“Well,” you start, “I did have a reason for locking the doors.”
Seriously, where were these lines coming from?
Jinyoung laughed in dismay at your sudden boldness. “Are you keeping me captive?”
You grin, raising your head to meet his eyes. “Only because you’re my favorite.”
Jinyoung laughed loudly at this. He knew there was a reason this was his favorite coffee shop. He smiled before setting his phone down on the counter and quietly walking away to help clear off the tables.
You smile when you see his screen. It was on the page for new contact listings. And he said you were smooth. You glanced at Jinyoung’s back before punching in your number, the small smile on your face growing wider.
“You can go if you want, Jinyoung-sshi. I can clean up on my own.”
He shook his head, his back still to you.
“No, no, I want to help,” he insisted as he brought a tray of dirty coffee cups over to the counter. “So I can stay your favorite.”
You giggle, taking the tray from him. “Jinyoung-sshi, you’ve been so loyal to this shop, practically half of the revenue is from you. You are favorite by default.”
“What can I say, I love this coffee shop.”
Giving up on your cleaning, you step out from behind the counter and take a seat on the stool beside Jinyoung. You prop your elbow on the counter and lean on your hand to get a closer look at him.
“Do you really?” you ask sincerely.
“Of course. I’m here every day, aren’t I?”
“Oh, it isn’t because I’m pretty?” you joke, laughing loudly when you see his face go serious, looking unamused. Your laughter brings a smile to his face though. “But seriously though, you like the shop? Even though my grandmother isn’t running it anymore?”
He nodded at you sincerely. “You’re doing a great job, Y/N.”
You sigh. “I hope so.”
He grabbed your chin, giving you a firm look. “You are.”
You break into a nervous smile at the sudden skinship. You hope Jinyoung can’t feel how warm your face is getting. He chuckled, letting go of your chin.
“You really do scare easily.”
Your eye widened. “I-I’m not scared!”
“I-I think you are,” he teased. He chuckled as your mouth formed into a pout.
“I’ve just…always been curious about you,” you confess suddenly, averting your eyes. He looked at enquiringly. He didn’t think he had much of an impact on you to be honest. After all, his two minute interactions of ordering the usual coffee was only a fraction of a fraction of your day.
“I’ve always been curious about you too,” he spoke up.
You look up at him in surprise.
“Eyy, you don’t have to lie to me,” you mutter in disbelief.
He grasped your chin again, his thumb so close to touching your lips. You were afraid to even gulp as your eyes stared back into his.
“Why do you think I’m still here?” he asked softly.
You look down at the counter, avoiding his intense stare. “Because I locked the door?”
He let go of your chin, as his body tilted back in laughter. You blushed, still trying to ground yourself after the momentary high he had put you on.
“You’re really something else, Y/N,” he muttered as his chuckles subsided. “I thought I was admiring a cute, quiet coffee shop girl. Who knew you had all these jokes in you!”
You smile at him shyly. “You thought I was cute?”
He scoffed again in disbelief. Little did you know, you looked the cutest in this very moment. He patted your head, softly.
“Keyword: thought,” he teased, making you pout even more.
“You’re a fine line away from being unfavorited!” you threaten childishly.
He lifted his eye eyebrow at you mischievously. “Oh, but you didn’t let me finish.”
You smile with excitement. “Go on.”
“I thought you were cute…but now I know you’re also funny and pretty and sincere and lovely and playful and gentle and-”
You cover Jinyoung’s mouth with your hand, failing to hide the wide smile on your face. He looked shocked at first before his eyes quickly curled playfully into eye smiles. He planted a sudden kiss on the palm of your hand, making you pull away in surprise.
“And!” he continued. “I thought I was falling in love with this coffee shop…but it turns out I was just falling for you.”
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