Requested by AJarofconfetti

Lee Jihoon/Woozi

Fluff

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'Everyday, I get to see your beautiful face.'

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Jihoon's POV

I open the coffee shop. I'm so so tired. I had stayed up all of last night writing and composing songs, coming home at 2am. And my roommate, Seungkwan, decided to be really loud this morning and start jumping on my bed.

I'm quite irritated because of that, but I'm hoping I'm going to have a good day.

I'm ready to see her. The girl who comes in everyday. She's beautiful. It's sad that I don't know anything about her. I'm mesmerised by her beauty every single time I see her.

However, I'm just that small barista with the browny-blonde hair.

I walk into the shop and go into the back, putting my stuff in my locker. I put on my apron and switch on the lights, cleaning the tables of dust and some other stuff that the people running the last shift missed.

I stroll over to the door and flip the 'closed' sign over to say 'open', walking around and making everything perfect for the customers.

Then I go and turn all of the machines on, hearing the door open. I look up and...

It's her.

Your POV

I walk into the small shop, already smelling the relaxing waft of coffee. Looking over at the bar to the right of me, I see the same boy as everyday, stood there behind the bar staring at me. I send a small smile his way, making his eyes widen and a blush rise to his cheeks, suddenly looking away and mumbling something to himself.

Once I get in front of the bar, he speaks up.

"G-Good morning." He mumbles, almost inaudible. I chuckle and greet him back. After a moment of silence, I open my mouth to say what I want, but he cuts me off.

"I-I already know what you want. You buy the same drink every morning." He laughs nervously, looking up into my eyes for a millisecond before looking towards the machine, making my drink.

"Okay..." I look at his nametag, "Jihoon."

A blush rises to his cheeks again, making me grin. "I'm Y/N."

"N-Nice to meet y-you, Y/N." He says, his hands shaking slightly.

I can see him scold himself. For being nervous, I suppose.

"Are you okay there?" I ask him, leaning against the counter.

He nods, "Yeah, I'm just... cold. That's all."

He finishes making my drink and hands it to me, a shaky smile rising to his face.

"You don't have to be nervous." I sigh, "Come and sit with me. We can get to know each other."

And that's what we do. We talk about our different interests and stories from our lives. He even told me he was part of a K-pop group called Seventeen, which I didn't believe before he showed me a video of their new song with him in it.

He kept on going on about all of the members, saying how some of them were annoying and really hyperactive, which made me laugh a bit.

Not many people came into the shop, as it was a work day and people were most likely sat at desks doing nothing but daydreaming.

Jihoon was getting more comfortable with me. His hands had stopped shaking and he wasn't stuttering, which is good.

I finished my drink, placing it down on the table.

"This is the time you leave." Jihoon pouts.

I raise my eyebrow, "What do you mean, Jihoon?"

"Well, when you finish your drink you always just go. I guess it is pretty boring here, so I don't blame you." He says, his pout turning into a little smile.

I chuckle, "Do you want me to stay?"

"No." He takes my hand, which catches me by surprise, "You make me happy and I get a good feeling when I'm around you. I need you to stay. I... like you a lot."

My surprised expression then turns into a big grin, grabbing his hand and intertwining our fingers. "Then, I'll stay. And I like you, too."

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