《 cafe.

@byun baekhyun. Feeling some napkins get into his hands, Myungsoo grateful for them as he started to dab at the mess that was on his pants. Hissing every so often whenever he had touched a sore spot, it was barely seconds later when he saw the other move to help him out. The other man quick to help clean some of the coffee that he had dropped on him. Myungsoo couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable at how close the other was getting to him, that he found himself involuntarily taking a small step back. The other man was getting way too close to comfort and seemed as if he was almost dominating his personal space. Something of which Myungsoo wasn't really used to since the only people that had gotten that close to him was only his mother and a few other family members, it wasn't making the situation any better.

Feeling anger continue to course through him, even when the other man had started to get this pleading and guilty look in his eyes, Myungsoo found himself pushing the other's hands away. Unable to take the other's help anymore, at least not in that way, Myungsoo couldn't help but give, ears turning scarlet by the end of his questions, "Y-You're only saying that because you're afraid to get in trouble... You still laughed at me and then you got way too close..."

Not knowing where this anger was coming from, even though Myungsoo was no stranger to having a somewhat volatile temper at times, Myungsoo couldn't stop himself from being upset. Especially since the other's apology had been given to him after he had realized that he was going to get in trouble, and even then, his apology didn't do jack for all the time that he had wasted Myungsoo that day. And while a couple of drawings from his sketchbook would be salvageable, Myungsoo knew that there were a couple of pictures that were completely ruined and would need to be redrawn. Feeling angry about how little sleep he was going to get for the next few days because of that, Myungsoo decided to stay strong in his stance, "I still want to talk to your manager."

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@song yunhyeong. Looking up to see who was asking to sit next to him, a huge smile that was threatening to break out across his face as soon as he had heard the other's words, he ended up settling on a small grin instead. The thought of scaring the other away if he showed anymore happiness than that, at least at that moment, was something he didn't want to do. Especially if the other ended up thinking Myungsoo looked creepy because of it and would decide to sit somewhere else, leaving Myungsoo alone again. And while Myungsoo was used to doing things on his own at times, his awkwardness and aura prohibiting him from making friends with people, even if that was something Myungsoo didn't want to do, he hoped he could get the other to stay. At least for a little while.

Shaking his head at the other's question, Myungsoo was quick to give, turning a little red as he went on, "No, definitely not. It's been free for a while now, so yes, you can sit there, it's a free seat for you to sit."

Embarrassment and awkwardness starting to come off of him in little waves, Myungsoo almost wanting to smack himself at how silly he had just sounded, he quickly turned his attention to his drink. Waiting for the other to sit in the seat and hopefully ignore how much of a bumbling fool he had just been, Myungsoo couldn't help but take a sip of his drink to keep his mind off of that. Even if he was sure his ears were tinged pink.

Clearing his throat as soon as he was done taking a sip of his drink, Myungsoo wondered if he should introduce himself or just leave the other be. Because as much as Myungsoo wanted to make a potential friend, the guy beside him may not want that. He may not even want to talk to him at all, which Myungsoo could understand, but he hoped the guy wasn't like that. Inwardly debating on the pros and cons of talking to the other, his mind running in circles, Myungsoo eventually found himself ing out out his hand, stating, "I'm Kim Myungsoo, nice to meet you."

Face turning a little white from the shock at being so bold, Myungsoo could only watch the other, silently waiting for him to make his move. He hoped that for whatever happened next, that things would turn out okay.

@kim myungsoo. The cafe was bustling with people more than usual, and orders were being barked around by customers and co-workers. Baekhyun hated his job already, and having a busy day stressed him out even more. "Baekhyun, hurry and take this to table 7, will you?" He heard his co-worker call out from the kitchen, setting an order down on the counter. Baekhyun sighed in annoyance as he took the small coffee cup; he's a cashier, not one of the waiters, so why should he be doing the dirty work? He understands the day is busy, and the staff is a bit small for a cafe, but he should at least get a small bonus.

Shrugging it off for the better, he scanned the area for table seven. As soon as he spotted a table in the far corner, Baekhyun flashed a fake smile before walking over towards it. Just his luck, unfortunately, he stumbled over a chair; he was quick to catch himself from falling on the floor, but the coffee spilled all over on the (unlucky) customer who sat next to him. The customer immediately stood up, groaning in pain and waving his hands frantically.

It took a split second for Baekhyun to realize what he had done. He suddenly burst into laughter, his laugh booming loudly inside the small building as he clutched his stomach and wiped a few tears from his eyes. Normally the right thing to do would apologize, but considering how the customers were treating Baekhyun today, he felt like this guy did deserve it - even if he wasn't an like the others. It felt like sweet revenge. Baekhyun didn't slip a single apology.

However, his laughter abruptly stopped as soon as he heard the word "manager" slip out. He gulped, knowing that if his manager found out what happened then he would surely be out of a job. Clearing his throat, he gave a rather guilty and pleading look in his eyes. "Okay, hold on. Let's just calm down here," he handed a few napkins at the customer, helping him clean himself, "This was all just an accident! I'm sorry this happened."

@kim myungsoo. Yunhyeong hastily glanced at his watch, simultaneosly trying not to be ran over by one of cyclists that were passing beside him close enough for him to straighten one of his arms and 'accidentally' hit them. It was no secret that they irritated him. Especially now when he was only a few minutes away to run late for a small gig he was looking forward to since last week, but also because he himself couldn't afford one himself. Oh, how much easier would life be, if he only had a bicycle... After a second he quickly shooed those thoughts away, concentrating on walking faster and not paying attention to all those people, who could use the power of two wheels instead of their bare feet.
As soon as he came around the corner and spotted the cafe he was heading to, Yunhyeong automatically glanced at his watch again. He still had a few minutes. Not too much, but still enough for him to make himself somewhat comfortable instead of storming in, while the musicians were in the middle of performing their songs. The male quickly crossed the road, not paying attention to the cars nor their drivers, hoping he wouldn't be the reason for someone's heart attack because of nearly running over some random passanger, who was more concerned on being on time rather than anything else. When he finally arrived at the small cafe the two first he encountered were the so familiar aroma of burnt coffee beans - which he actually thought wasn't real, but some kind of scent candles hidden in a few 'blind spots' - and the amount of people. Honestly speaking he wasn't expecting an audience like this, with almost all the seats already taken. Some of the folks was holding cups of coffee in their hands, the other ones were too busy with their phones and a handful of the ones without a 'tag' looked somewhat lost.
Yunhyeong sighed quietly and made his way towards the scene, where the band was - luckily - still checking their microphones and instruments. There was no way the male would sit at the far and lonely end, where the row of seats was still empty. He liked this band too much to let a seat too far away ruin all the joy he was anticipating from this small gig. While running through the 'crowd' he spotted a nice, still empty place by the window; maybe not exactly by the window, because this one was already taken, but the one beside it. He hastily excused his way towards it through the few people that were dividing him from 'his' perfect spot and -before waiting for an answer - he sat down beside the male by the window, who was holding a cup of hot chocolate in his hands.
"Is this seat taken?"

@song yunhyeong. Carefully finding a spot by the window, a cup of hot chocolate in hand, Myungsoo couldn't help but smile at his luck. Especially since the place was starting to get a little packed since the group that was playing for that night was one of the better bands that did gigs at the cafe. The band having an indie synth-pop sound to them, something that was similar to Coldplay and Nell, that Myungsoo quite enjoyed. A sentiment that was shared by a decent amount of people if Myungsoo went by the amount of fans that were there to see them that day. Myungsoo counting his lucky stars that there weren't any rabid fangirls for the group; music channel shows revealing how obnoxious some fans could be.

Waiting for the group to finish setting up, the singer doing some mic checks as the rest of his group tested their instruments, Myungsoo couldn't help but wonder why the seat next to him wasn't being filled, despite the amount of people that were here. Almost as if people were outright avoiding that seat as if it had the plague. And while Myungsoo knew that he could look a bit cold and maybe even scary at times, his aura having that effect on people, despite Myungsoo being a nice guy, Myungsoo found his smile turning into a frown. Hiding it behind his cup of chocolate as he took another drink, Myungsoo almost jumped when he had sensed someone hovering too close to him - the type of close that wasn't made from being packed into a room like sardines, he could only turn around to see what they were doing. A small, almost hopeful, thought of 'maybe it's someone that wants to sit next to me' ended up running through his mind.

@byun baekhyun. Quietly drawing in one of his sketchbooks, doing some design work for one of his new characters, Myungsoo couldn't help but smile a little at how well the character was turning out. Especially since he was quite excited to introduce her within the next five chapters or so. Finishing up the character's hair with a fiery red colored pencil, Myungsoo found himself taking another sip of his hot chocolate, before moving to grab another colored pencil. This time he had reached for a purple one to color in the character's body suit, creating a nice contrast between the girl's hair and clothes, he couldn't help but find himself unaware of what else was going on around him. His mind was completely focused at the task at hand.

So when a couple of minutes passed and his drawing was almost done, Myungsoo didn't expect a hot cup of coffee, a large one at that, to suddenly fall into his lap. The drink splattering itself all over his clothes and even onto his sketchbook, ruining his picture in the process, Myungsoo was quick to jump out of his seat. Hands moving to fan himself off since his stomach and legs were feeling as if they were on fire, Myungsoo found himself unable to stop himself from a little in pain. Eyes slowly looking over to see how his sketchbook had fared, Myungsoo couldn't help but feel anger go through him at the sight of his work, the design he had completely ruined.

Hoping to god that it was just an accident, Myungsoo eventually diverted his attention to the person that had dropped the coffee on him. Only to see a slightly shorter man with the cafe's uniform on laughing at what was going on, no apology in sight, he felt rage at what was going on. Because not only had this man ruined his work, but he had also hurt him as well, and with the other doing nothing to help him or even feel sorry for his actions, Myungsoo couldn't help but yell, voice almost cracking as he did so, "What the hell man? You freaking dropped coffee on my lap! You ruined my work and yet, you're laughing? Do you have no shame?"

Not waiting for the other to answer, Myungsoo could only continue on as his words tumbled out of him like a tornado, "Where's your manager? Where is he, because I want to talk to him and I want him to know about what you've just done. So get him over here, because if this is what you do when you go around hurting your customers, you shouldn't be working here!"

@byun baekhyun. (It's okay because hahaha I don't mind at all! You know sometime when I'm high, I write more but usually less than a paragraph so it's OKAY BAE DON'T WORRY!!)

Bogum sat there, probably waiting for the other male to elaborate more on his previous question. He's not that picky when it comes to befriends with others, he just being cautious. Speaking of friendship, Bogum started wondering whether these /as in Baekhyun/ type of person suit him well or not. The few close friends of him, are surprisingly similar with his personality. He is not keen to take a risk, especially when making friends. First, they are all away from family and friends are the only thing they have to support one another. Two, he will think about it later. But deep inside his head and probably his heart too, he wondered how a person could be so cheerful, just like Baekhyun.

"Huh?" He just hope Baekhyun didn't caught him off guard because to be honest, he didn't really paid much attention. Yes, it was his fault anyway. "Oh... One year older than you, I thought you were younger than that though." He said, slowly arranging his words, not wanting to sound rude, well, especially not on their first 'talk and chat' meeting to each other. "I just an average student... Currently studying medicine apart than that... I usually do nothing."

@park bogum. () omfg you wrote so much and i wrote like two sentences i'M SORRY BUT I DIDN'T WANT TO KEEP YOU WAITING I'M TERRIBLE WEEPS.

Baekhyun was a little surprised hearing his name from the other male. He didn't think he would bother to remember his name, but it was a good surprise. He gave a small approving nod towards him. This is a start, Baekhyun thought. It might be a little tricky befriending this guy; he knows exactly how these types of personalities work. They’re quiet, timid, completely silent, and prefer to keep their personal barriers up. However, Baekhyun still has some faith in himself. Do it for your friend, he thought. And he would desperately do anything to kill the awkwardness.

He hummed softly, thinking of a way to narrow down the topic for Bogum. “Hmm, well, things like your age, occupation, hobbies… Just basic stuff like that, ” He looked at the male, still flashing his toothy grin. “Like for instance, I just hit twenty one years old, I actually work at this cafe as a cashier on the weekdays, and I like partying.”

@byun baekhyun. Bogum declined the offer at first, just because he doesn't really want to socialize himself much with a group of friends or people he never really want to be friends with. To begin with, he is not interested to have an actual eye-to-eye conversation with the other few people around him. He was there because 'I'll make sure your daily intake of caffeine will be paid by me for the whole month' thingy. Long story short, 'when they give you lemon, make lemonade.' Bogum thought to himself about it before eyeing each of the every faces sitting nearby.

Except the fact that he actually knew one of the guys but his useless pride telling him to just ignore about the other person and casually enjoying the meeting /?/.

He could sense, from the way how the other start to lean over the table, eyes sparkling with the thought of 'making new friend agenda' and how cheeky the boy smile could be. But Bogum can't read people mind. This guy, or should he says a guy named Baekhyun who currently sitting opposite to his direction, lived in the same apartment complex as him.

It doesn't mean two people who lived under the same roof must be so close and friendly to one another. Too bad, Bogum didn't really possessed such personality to be the talkative one. So, when Baekhyun breaking the ice of silent in between then, he smiled a little before not knowing what to say next. "What do you want to know about me. Be specific, narrow down the topic to make things easier... Baekhyun. Am I right?"

(I didn't see this I'm so sorry!)

@park bogum.

Baekhyun swore he could feel the heavy awkward atmosphere between him and the boy sitting across from him, who was avoiding eye contact at all times and simply staring down at his coffee. Baekhyun has seen this “Bogum” guy a couple of times, only due to mutual friends, but he had never really gotten the chance to get to know him. His cold appearance intimidates him, Baekhyun admitted.

‘At least the others are having a good time,’ he thought, glancing at his friend who looked like he was having the time of his life.

Clearing his throat, Baekhyun abruptly sat up in his seat, a little more determined to get to know Bogum. If there was one thing Baekhyun was good at is talking to strangers and making new friends. Pushing his coffee cup aside, he leaned over the table with a cheeky grin.

“So, Bogum,” he started out, “what’s up? tell me about yourself why don’t cha’?”