#xiuseo

RULES: just insert your answers to the questions below. tag at least 10 followers.

URL: princeminseokie (prev. hollabackxiumin + darlingminseok) 

REAL LIFE NAME: aYSHA

NICKNAME: well since it's an arabic name the nicknames make more sense said in my dialect but;;; awoosh, awaisha, awashy and long long ago in a land far away people called me shushu bUT I NEED NEW CREATIVE NICKNAMES MY NAME SUCKS 

GENDER: female

SEXUALITY: ??? still unidentified atm?? but mostly demisexual i can't tell yet tbhh

HEIGHT: 5ft7 (heck yeah im tall)

TIME ZONE: gmt +3 (basically bhr/kuwaiti timing)

LOCAL TIME & DATE: 9:15pm & 140908

AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP A NIGHT: tbh not more than 8 hours i can never sleep up to 10 hours im inhumane 

LAST THING I GOOGLED: zayn malik.... im .. . i mean it WAS ABOUT HIS MARRIAGE THING AND IDEK IM SO LAME THERE WASN'T EVEN ANYTHING GOING ON WHAT 

MOST USED PHRASES: i say wow??? a lot ??/ is that a phrase nope that's a word okay umm then "your ass" but in arabic ok cooololl 

FIRST WORD THAT COMES TO MIND: fuzzy peaches

ONE PLACE THAT MAKES ME HAPPY & WHY: honestly bookstores make me elated i just feel light and feathery AND JUST FULL OF MAGIC WHEN I WALK INTO ONE 

HOW MANY BLANKETS I SLEEP UNDER: one... jesus how many do i need 

FAVOURITE BEVERAGE: cough mountain dew cough

THE LAST MOVIE I WATCHED IN THE CINEMAS: guardians of the galaxy DAMN THAT WAS A GREAT ONE 

THREE THINGS I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT: ... umm books??? my books are my babies??/ and just my laptop cause lol it has everything on it tbh and ?? money bc i can't buy books without money okay cool 

SOMETHING I PLAN ON LEARNING: psychology !!!! and new languages like korean and japanese and i'd love to get back into french i was good at that

A PIECE OF ADVICE FOR MY FOLLOWERS: well since this is a kpop blog just NEVER BE AFRAID TO LIKE/LOVE DIFFERENT THINGS AND JUST ALWAYS BE TRUE TO YOUR INNER WEIRDNESS BUT MOSTLY JUST SURROUND YOURSELF WITH PEOPLE THAT ACCEPT YOU NO MATTER WHAT OKAY NO NEGATIVITY NONE OF THAT and just have a nice day and !!!!! i lov eyou !!! 

YOU ALL HAVE TO LISTEN TO THIS SONG: okay basically any ft island song that's not a single: don't love me, missing you, distance and lie and etc etc just ANYTHING JUST LISTEN TO THEM OK 

  I deserve a coffee break.

Seohyun writhed as she announced the thought to herself. She had too much stress to deal with from the past few days, yet, she knew, at the innermost tissue of her brain, that it wasn’t the most practical time to go to the cafe in front of the building she worked at.

Her life was particularly comprised of pragmatic and efficient decisions. From her hairstyle which was always in a tidy, high ponytail, down to her glossy pumps; the littlest detail in her, she made sure that everything was proper.

And that was definitely the very basic reason why she ordered just a brewed coffee, strong and black–even she was already in a tempting, luscious-looking café. Since her presence there was unknown to her boss, she didn’t have any leisure time to spend there. She was minimizing the minutes she would spend, taking in the aroma of the coffee. The balm atmosphere fluttered its way through her nostrils and soothed down her nerves.

Yes, I do deserve this.

She inhaled as much as her lungs could take in, not wanting to breathe out if wasn’t for the fact that it might actually suffocate her. Slowly, she exhaled. And just as she was about to savour the last amount of the coffee in her disposable medium-sized cup, she met the eyes of a man she hadn’t seen before.

Consciousness knocked off on her like a strong slap and she immediately  put the disposable down and dabbed her napkin at her mouth. It would be really unfeminine of her if the guy behind the counter saw a frothy moustache on her. But realization hit her even harder when she recalled that she needed not to worry for she only ordered a simple brewed coffee.

With too much embarrassment within herself, she decided to grab her purse. She wanted to escape the stranger’s warm, hell-bent gaze on her. For Pete’s sake, it got her all jittery. But much to her surprise, the man was already beside her table, standing still with a cup of good-smelling coffee.

Seohyun didn’t know which took her in surprise–that the man moved in an impossible agile to get there to her from behind the counter or the fact that his presence proved the unexplainable excitement gushing through her veins.

Now, she could take a better look at him. He wore white polo, the long sleeves crumpled upwards in a stylish manner, matched with the white pants. And the suspenders, she swore under her breath, the suspenders on him said it all.

She scowled inwardly.

Probably the side effect of coffee.

She reasoned out.

“Miss, before you go…”

Seohyun clutched on her poor purse and eventually looked up to meet his gaze. Her heartbeat became more rapid as the corner of his lips lifted.

“Coffee caramel for a very beautiful lady.”

“I-I never ordered though.” She stuttered, much for being composed, as she looked to the cup of the deluxe, foamy coffee caramel in her table and back to the man. She tried to ignore the compliment but her rosy cheeks contravened her mind.

“Let’s make a deal then. You won’t have to pay as long as I get to know you. Equally profitable for the two of us, you think?”

Seohyun might have thought he was smug and blunt but his eyes were soft she couldn’t dare give him her usual sassy remarks. She continued to blink at his ridiculous offer, trying to absorb as much sense as she could. But to no avail, her attempts were futile.

“Let’s just say…you’re my cup of coffee.” He added, at last, with his earnest to highlight the finality in his voice. “I’d say you’re my cup of tea but I am a barista and I preferred coffee, so…”

Seohyun stared at the sin in front of her; both at the cup fizzed with heavenly amount of whipped cream, dusted with specs of hazel brown confection and to the handsome man.

She quenched the giggles in her, causing an awkward smile plastered on.

And she forgot the face of her boss, keeping it in store in the innermost tissue of her brain.

What is practical if the good-looking barista occupies wholly her sight?

when boredom strikes.