Kim Yoosung - "Coffee, Sugar, Instant Love!"
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In which during one of his Coffee Club meets, a certain faux blonde meets a cute senior member who has been away for a while. Or; In which Kim Yoosung finds himself falling for his ambitious club member.
Reader is referred to as tall and pretty, so if you're a short or average height king who doesn't like being referred to as pretty then I'm sorry. —Benny🐰
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"Good morning everyone, I'm sorry for being away for so long, family stuff, ya'know."
A sweet and gentle voice sounded from the club room's doorway; pulling a certain faux blonde's attention away from choosing a bag of coffee beans.
Yoosung glanced over his shoulder in curiosity; he didn't remember meeting anyone who sounded like that, but then again this person had said that they were away for a long time. The stranger, who he had just now really looked at, was... really pretty. Tall, shiny hair, soft looking skin, long and thick lashes that hung over sparkling eyes; and to top it all off a cute frilly apron hung loosely from their neck.
The faux blonde felt the apple's of his cheeks and the tips of his ears flush. Wow, he hadn't seen someone so pretty since... since... well there was that actor from that movie he saw last week, but they felt average in comparison now.
"Oh, [Name], you're back. How was your trip?"
One of the other club members, a girl named Cho if Yoosung remembered correctly, asked the now named stranger; Cho's friend, Song-Mim or something, follows behind her and greets the man with a shy wave while twirling a lock of her black hair around her index finger.
[Name] turns to them after hanging his coat on one of the free wall hooks and offers a sweet smile. He reached behind himself and tied up the two long strips of fabric behind his back into a bow.
"Hello Cho, my trip was alright and my family are doing great as well. Hello to you too, Seong-Min. How has everyone been while I was gone; getting along I hope?"
The tall man greeted them playfully as he walked around them and to one of the free counter spaces, which coincidentally was right next to the space Yoosung was working at.
The faux blonde shook his head, forcing himself to focus back on his own actions. He quickly grabbed a bag of Libera beans, one's he hadn't gotten around to using quite yet, making sure to grab the continental roast as that was one that he favored. Reaching for the shelf below, he grabbed a manual coffee grinder, an old Fox Run Classic that guaranteed a course and choppy grind, one of his favorite, before going back to his counter space.
"Oh? No one told me that we got newbies while I was gone. Why didn't you two say anything? What if he thinks I've been ignoring him?"
Yoosung heard the tall man beside him loudly whisper to the two girls; glancing [Name]'s way quickly before focusing back on pouring his beans into the small metal bowl on top of the grinder.
The metallic clinks of the roasted beans on the bowl filled his mind and allowed the violet-eyed boy to tune out the conversation next to him. Resting one hand on the wood on top of the grinder, just under the bean bowl, to keep it steady and grabbed the knobbed handle with his other hand. He turned the handle at a moderate pace, making sure to keep an eye on the bowl's edges just incase any beans were to fall out and onto the counter.
A warm hand on his shoulder pulled Yoosung's attention from the grinder and to his right where he was met with the kindly smiling [Name].
"Hello there, my name is [Surname] [Name], it's lovely to meet you."
The tall man chirped as he took his hand off of the faux blonde's shoulder and held it out to him.
"Um... I'm, uh, Kim Yoosung"
The violet eyed boy shyly mutters as he shook the man's hand and gave him a small bow; face reddening deeply as he observed the other from much closer up.
"Kim Yoosung, huh? How are you liking the Coffee Club so far? Everyones been treating you well I hope?"
[Name] questioned; leaning his weight on his forearms and holding himself up on the countertop.
Yoosung nodded; turning his gaze back to his grinder and resuming turning the handle in an attempt to try and gather his scrambled thoughts caused by the gorgeous man leaning beside him.
"That's good, well I'll leave you to it; I've got to get my own brewing in."
The pretty man remarked before he patted the faux blonde's back and walked over to the storage shelves across the room.
Taking his hands off his grinder once more, Yoosung lightly slapped his cherry red cheeks and squeezed his eyes shut. Holy crap, he never knew a person could be so pretty. Now that the violet-eyed boy thought about it... could it be that he liked boys as well?
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