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lily-blue · 2 years

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13 reasons why | reason no.1: it has a warm-hearted owner

☆ characters: coffee shop owner!seungcheol & best friend!you (Hoyeon - ‘95 liner) ☆ genre: coffee shop au, best friends to lovers au, fluff ☆ summary: your love for each other with Seungcheol comes so naturally, it’s like it’s been there from the beginning ☆ words: 6,7k ☆ massive thank you: to @dat-town for proofreading this chapter ♥ as always, your comments totally made my day! ☆ dedicated to: @starry-hannie ♥ because i read it somewhere that you’d choose him as your husband from the band and well, this is the softest story i have ever written 👉👈

➼ chapter index

You had first met Choi Seungcheol in your fourth semester in Korea University, during your shared Professional Communications seminar where people from different majors could have learned how to sound more appealing and intelligent than they actually were during business meetings and investor parties. However, you two hadn’t spoken more than a few polite words until one Wednesday morning, after your presentation on the cultural differences in different business etiquettes, professor Im had completely destroyed you with his cross-questions in front of the entire class, and the boy had come to your rescue. According to his confession on the end of exam week party, where you two had drunk to not failing the seminar in spite of Seungcheol’s bravado - the boy had outright called the man out on his disgusting comments on your “charming body language” and “pretty mouth” -, he couldn’t have borne to watch your trembling hands a moment longer once you had tried to hide them behind your back and he had just needed to do something. A couple of drinks in yourself, Seungcheol’s slurred words and dopey smile had urged you to hug him tightly for being such an amazing person and so you had done so until he had blacked out on your shoulder in the middle of a crowded kitchen.

Although that night you yourself hadn’t been quite sober, either, somehow you had taken Seungcheol back to the three-bedroom apartment that he had shared with his two best friends and even stayed for the rest of the night courtesy of Yoon Jeonghan who had been a master manipulator in an innocent-looking body (and who had later on become one of your closest friends, but that was another origin story).

Admittedly, you had thought that your friendship with Seungcheol would expire after a semester or two like how it had already happened in many cases when you had befriended someone in class, but it hadn’t. It had only grown stronger over the years, more accepting and more understanding in a way that it was almost intimate. It had survived not only your final year at KU or the one after graduation when you had been struggling to find a job, but it was still going strong to this day regardless of your capital letter Adult responsibilities.

After you got your first big project at the HR company where you were working full time for over two years, you were a little worried that you wouldn’t have enough energy to meet your friends as frequently as you were used to, but apparently the saying that one could always find time for things that mattered was very much true in your case. Also, your heart kept rejecting the word “no” when it came to Seoungcheol. Like how it did when the man woke you up on a fine Saturday morning and dragged you out of your home with the promise of a fulfilling breakfast, so that you helped him choose the perfect building for his own business: a coffee shop downtown of all things.

Even during the most draining exam periods in university, you had always rejected the idea of drinking coffee. Seungcheol knew this. Even Jeonghan and Joshua kept this in mind. But for some reason, your best friend still asked for your thoughts on the tiniest and most crucial details whenever he felt conflicted or was in need of a different perspective while building his own business. You were beyond shocked when he told you that he wanted you to be present when he signed the lease agreement - because seriously, you had passed your Introduction to Law class with a C while Jeonghan had literally majored in law and worked for one of the most successful firms in the country since he had managed to get himself an internship at said company -, but you went with him nonetheless because you wanted to support him and give him everything he needed. If he had felt like he would have rather had you by his side instead of someone who could have looked for flaws in the contract, who were you to deny him your endless faith in his capabilities?

His best friend. A cheerleader. A shoulder to cry on and a buddy to drink the night away with. You were many things for Seungcheol. Four weeks before the grand opening, you were an interior designer who spent every minute of her free time shopping for food-safe paint, cheap but quality porcelain, oversized coffee bean stickers and furniture sets online. Because you both wanted Coffee Carat to have a cosy and homey vibe while you also decided to not throw your money out the window just to have professional help. You were hard-working people with a precise work ethic. You could make it work in the harder but financially more pleasing way until you were there for each other to light up the mood with dad jokes and comforting hugs. Sure, Jeonghan and Joshua never failed to give you those glances when you crashed at theirs, eye bags prominent and limbs too sore to move, but you didn’t give them the time of day. You genuinely wished to see Seungcheol’s business thrive. It was his dream, after all, and his happiness was yours.

On the weekend when you agreed on turning the shop’s walls in different shades of beige and brown, you cut a few hours off your beauty sleep and woke up super early to have enough time for a quick visit to the bubble tea and coffee shop on the other side of the park where Seungcheol’s was located. Their baked goods weren’t as delicious as those heavenly custards, pies and cupcakes you had taste-tasted on Wednesday at the guys’ place, but they were strong on teas and tea biscuits which you both liked, so you weren’t complaining.

‘Yah! You’re supporting our future rivals, you realise this, right?’ A very tired-looking and disoriented Seungcheol screamed at you even before he reached the front door of the shop, his index finger accusingly pointing at the bag in your hands and the printed logo of Freefall, the youthful shop of your so-called enemy.

You rolled your eyes upon seeing his exaggerated frown and watched as he took his keys out of his jacket’s pocket then pushed it into the lock. From this angle and with your knowledge about him as a person, he looked more tired than annoyed, but you still added:

‘No. I’m supporting you because I know 6:30 is early for you, too, without caffeine,’ you said with a soft smile, putting emphasis on your own approach before you nodded your head as a sign of silent thank you when he tugged on the door handle and opened it for you. It was such a Seungcheol thing to do: holding the door for you when most people around you would have just entered first without thinking too much into the situation or of the person behind them.

‘Still…’ he grumbled and showed his keys back into his jacket’s pocket as he followed you inside the shop.

You were happy to see that he had already moved the new tables and chairs in the middle of the customer area and covered them with those transparent covers you had ordered last week. Not that you hadn’t prepared yourself for the draining preparations mentally, but this sight gave you more energy to start your busy day.

‘It’s still warm. Will you really not have it?’ You asked him from above your shoulder with your gaze settled on the backpack in his hands and the printed tee that he held out for you. It was a university tee way too big for your figure, but something you wouldn’t have to be too careful with during the painting. His thoughtfulness, like always, came both as a surprise and a constant in your life.

You turned around and walked up to Seungcheol, meeting him halfway because even when it was about a five-step-long distance, he never made you make all the effort on your own. The textile was surprisingly soft against your skin when he handed it to you.

‘Classic latte without extra sugar?’ He asked, eyeing the devilious bag with a pinch of doubt and hesitance in his chocolate brown orbs as if you hadn’t known his morning coffee by heart or you had been just like his flatmates who liked playing tricks on him regardless of time and location. Despite your own playful moments, you would have never pranked him when he was so sleepy and vulnerable. Not to mention that there were only four weeks left before the grand opening. That fact alone should have given him a free pass from everyone for the rest of the month because you all knew how stressed out he must have been behind his composed mask.

‘Would I dare feed you with anything else in the morning?’ The question fell from your lips playfully while you threw the tee over your shoulder and took his drink out of the bag with its secure holder. Feeling how full it was, you resisted the childish urge to shake it in front of Seungcheol’s face just to tease because you didn’t intend to accidentally pour its content all over yourself and the floor. A voice inside your head - alarmingly akin to Yoon Jeonghan’s pitched tone - told you that if that had happened, you wouldn’t have heard the end of it. ‘I also got us biscuits,’ you singsonged, excited to try the new items on Freefall’s menu since they had looked good when the owner’s granddaughter presented them to you, telling you about their flavours and the original receipt she had experienced with.

‘That, too? The betrayal!’ He sighed, earning another eye roll from you, an even less serious one this time. He was so dramatic.

‘I got them for free,’ you pointed out without going into too much detail about your friendly conversation with Eunseo who was two years younger than you two and a phenomenon to be around. Admittedly, it wasn’t the first time you had been in their shop, but you genuinely saw nothing wrong with slowly becoming their regular because they had tea and tea biscuits while Coffee Carat wouldn’t. And you loved those.

Deep down, you knew Seungcheol saw nothing wrong with it, either. And even if he had seen them as his future rival for real, he would have never tried to control you and from where you got your snacks and drinks.

‘Seungcheol… Cheolie~’ you pouted at him and batted your eyelashes with a piece of pink biscuit in your hand. It was strawberry flavoured and you bit into it with an exaggerated hum. It tasted so much better than their pies, their talent in baking these types of desserts was beyond you. ‘Look at it this way,’ you started with your mouth full. ‘If I got us more free biscuits from Eunseo, sooner or later, they would go bankrupt.’

The scoff that left Seungcheol’s mouth was airy which meant that he was fighting a laugh. It made you feel proud that despite your ridiculous attempt at acting cute, his spirit was lifted because of it even before the first sip of his latte.

‘Am I forgiven?’ You asked with a shiteating grin plastered on your face that only grew wider when Seungcheol clicked his tongue and shushed you away, rose tinted cheeks reassuring you that he wasn’t angry with you (and most probably had never been).

So you decided to go easy on him and instead of calling him out on his flustered appearance, you encouraged him to start drinking before the beverage could have gotten cold and took off your own jacket and knitted sweater, so that you could put on his oversized tee, right atop of your tight crop top.

By the time you got to start carrying the heavy paint buckets and painting tools out from the storage room, Seungcheol’s paper cup was empty and his energy level was reaching new highs which could only mean one thing: another long day at the coffee shop with hard work and bad jokes. But you it was okay, because regardless of the possible threat of paint in your hair and on your skin - or the soreness in your arms -, you wouldn’t have spent your weekend in any other way so close to the grand opening.

No matter how good (so good!) chilling at home sounded in theory.

Despite your eagerness to be there for Seungcheol through hell and high water - or maybe because of this mindset -, by the time there was only one week left until the grand opening, you started to feel drained even after the least tiring activities. It was hard to balance your new project, all those new responsibilities and your constant presence at Coffee Carat, but how could you not rush to the shop right after you sent the last email for the day when Mingyu’s texts made it obvious that your moral support was once again needed?

gyu 🧁: “at this point he’ll change the whole menu pls ㅠㅠ” gyu 🧁: “we’re here since seven” gyu 🧁: “i’m so tired i’m so tired i’m so tired ㅠㅠ” you: “omw” gyu 🧁: “yes!! thank you, noona!!”

The shop was half an hour from your workplace in good traffic, but it was already 6PM, so it took you almost twice as long to get there; hair dishevelled and cheeks rosy from the bare minimum of running. Still, Mingyu looked at you as though he had seen someone ethereal while your best friend was simply confused because you weren’t a part of their Coffee Carat group chat (only the CC family one) and he was sure that the photo he had taken of the massive amount of baked goods in front of him had been sent to only the former.

It didn’t mean he wasn’t happy to see you, though. His smile might have been tired and faint, but it was an attempt at one of those that was reserved solely for you.

Reciprocating his smile, you walked up to the boys and took a seat on the table next to Cheol and from across Mingyu. The sight of the table between them, full of cupcakes, pies and what not, was genuinely concerning and mouth-watering at the same time. Yet, you couldn’t stop wondering what could have been so wrong with them if your best friend wanted to change the whole menu so close to the finish line. They smelled so delicious.

‘What’s with this?’ You mouthed to the baker with furrowed eyebrows and he gave you a sad shrug in exchange, clearly lacking the answer. His pouty lips made you want to pout, too, but you knew that being sad together wouldn’t have solved the problem.

So you put your bag on the floor in the base of your chair, got rid of your jacket and leaned your head on Seouncheol’s shoulder, stealing a peek at the paper in front of him. It was the same menu you had helped them come up with weeks ago, but it was also full of crossed words that you couldn’t make out.

You decided to deal with the dead end later and reached out for the closest cupcake which was still lukewarm to the touch. You took a bigger bite from it, knowing that Mingyu was an excellent baker, hence it couldn’t have been that bad, and your faith in the younger got paid off. It was soft and tasted like dark chocolate, but it also had something sweeter on the inside that melted on your tongue.

‘Hm, it’s delicious,’ you murmured between two bites, too content with the taste to raise your voice or take a break to form your opinion in an eloquent way. Seeing the younger’s proud puppy smile, you were sure that in the heavy silence of the shop, both boys could hear you clearly.

‘And we named it mint choco cupcake,’ Seungcheol groaned, the sound irritated and pained. It made your shoulders tense and urged you to lift your head from his shoulder so that you could look at his face from another angle. You didn’t like the furrow between his eyebrows, nor the way his fingers turned pale around the edges of the paper. ‘Why are we so bad at this, hah? No one wants lame cupcakes anymore,’ his real concerns fell from his lips a little easier now that you were there.

Seungcheol’s head fell forwards and his forehead met the firm surface of the table with a loud thud. You exchanged a worried glance with Mingyu, then put the half-finished cupcake next to the rest and turned towards your best friend with your entire body.

‘Oh, come on! It’s not that bad. It’s a mint choco cupcake,’ you said with your hand on his nape. You wanted to massage the knots away from his neck and lighten his mood along the way with your carefree tone, but he seemingly didn’t have any of it that afternoon. He kept groaning and mumbling under his nose as though that could have magically solved all of his problems.

It was rare that Seungcheol chose complaining instead of working on a problem, so you knew that he must have felt really stressed and somewhat resigned because of the names they had failed to turn more fun with Mingyu. But lucky for him, you were the queen of puns and lame jokes and you also knew how to handle him when he was acting like this without getting upset with his attitude. You were indeed the best person the baker could have called for help.

‘Okay, okay. Then, what about… Refreshmint?’ You threw in your idea after a moment of silence, earning a grin from Mingyu. Not taking your hand off Seungcheol’s neck, you looked at the sweets on the table and pointed at another cupcake with your other one. ‘Oh! And you could call the strawberry one Berry Tasty.’

Your tinkling chuckle filled the atmosphere until you felt the boy moving under your slightly sweaty palm and it died in your throat upon meeting his eyes. He didn’t look annoyed nor did he look mad. But you couldn’t have helped but fidgeted while he was staring into your soul.

It wasn’t unheard of the two of you to hug each other. Ever since you had gotten closer, you had shared many different types of hugs with Cheol from comforting ones through tipsy ones to desperate, “I don’t want to let go of you” types. Therefore, when your best friend suddenly leaned in and wrapped his muscular hands around you, you welcomed the quickening pace of your heart with familiarity. You patted his head and raked your fingers through his hair when it became obvious that he needed a bit of time to speak his mind.

Despite the long days behind your back and the tiredness in your bones, you didn’t rush him. Not even when Mingyu gave you the glance, his eyes shifting from your face to Seungcheol’s figure over and over again as an attempt to urge you to push him. You knew that pushing him would have done more harm than good even if he might have talked to you if you had told him that you were tired. It had been your decision to come here, making him feel bad because of this would have been unfair and low of you (and of anyone else). After all, it was common knowledge by then for the employees of Coffee Carat that you would have rather skipped a few hours of chilling around at home than put extra burden on Seungcheol’s shoulders.

‘I hate these so much,’ your best friend mumbled against your chest before he pulled away and looked you in the eyes. ‘But for some reason, they’re working.’

The laughter that escaped your throat was amused. The kind that left your shoulder shaking without control and your head fell backwards just a little. It didn’t take too long, only a few passing seconds, but that didn’t take away its genuinity.

‘Leave it to Choi Seungcheol to make you feel appreciated,’ you said with a smile while you lifted your hands to your cheeks and wiped away your stray tears.

‘I appreciate you,’ he claimed confidently, still so close that his face was barely a few inches from yours. Only then you realised that he had never stopped hugging you and that if he had leaned a tad bit closer, you could have felt his breath fanning over your chin. Oh damn. Your heart hadn’t beaten this fast since his last birthday party, when he had missed your cheek after he had opened your gift and kissed your neck instead.

‘I know,’ you reassured him after a hopefully not so visible gulp. The warm smile you offered him and his determined focus on your eyes should have done the trick and concealed your sudden self-consciousness. But if it hadn’t, you decided to move forwards from that moment as though it hadn’t pushed your heart into a critical condition. Since it really wasn’t anything new. ‘I was just messing with you,’ you said, darting your tongue out like a child until Mingyu cleared his throat from across the table and tilted his head towards the light brown clock on the wall. Oh! Since when time flew so fast?

Knowing that the boys had started the day at the shop around seven, you ruffled Seungcheol’s hair with an affectionate smile and asked him to give you the list that he had been crumpling unintentionally. It wasn’t easy to come up with creative names for every item, but when a few of the guys came over for their share of promised free food and you presented your ideas for them, you were certain that you were doing great because neither Minghao or Jihoon showed distaste towards them. And you had named your white chocolate-orange balls Unstoppaballs, for goodness’ sake.

It was nearing 10PM when you finally deemed your list finished and let go of Seungcheol’s hand on your knee so that you could have stood up from your chair and stretched your sore limbs a little. Since coffee wouldn’t be the only beverage that Coffee Carat would serve for their customers, you walked up to the counter with the goal to find one of the fruit-flavoured syrups that were perfect for lemonades. And while you found the strawberry one without any trouble - although it was on a higher shelf -, you couldn’t prepare a glass for yourself in peace because Jeonghan chose this exact moment to join you with his characteristic, lopsided smile.

‘So…’ he started, elbows resting atop of the counter while you took a second glass off the shelf and filled it with sparkling water. It wasn’t how you usually made lemonades, but this was an equally good albeit faster version without fruit slices and other fancy stuff. You gave Jeonghan a look, telling him to spill the beans or shut up altogether, because you weren’t in the mood for his games. Luckily, he knew you long enough and well enough to understand the message without actual words and so he said: ‘About Cheol and you… When will one of you finally confess?’

If you wanted to be a hundred percent honest, you had seen this question coming. Because as far as you were concerned, Jeonghan might have had an ongoing bet with the fourth member of your infamous quartet regarding your relationship status with Seungcheol. And why wouldn’t he have had one? The three of you had had one, too, when Joshua had been together with his last girlfriend and you had been able to eat out for free for a whole week courtesy of the boys when the girl had broken up with the guy due to their different needs in a relationship. To put it simply: she had found Joshua’s endless love to give her overwhelming because she was too fixated on being an independent woman in a rather extreme way. She couldn’t have accepted a gift from a man to save her life.

The only answer you gave your friend was a shrug as you paid special attention to mixing his drink. You liked seeing him riled up because of human stupidity way too much to give in too easily. Not to mention that he deserved the torture. He had eaten your spring rolls last week when you had saved them on purpose for the morning and had had the nerves to blame it on Kkuma.

‘If this is your way of telling me “we are just friends, Hanie” so help me God, I’ll find a way to screw up your mornings for a whole month if not two,’ he claimed with a displeased scoff, rolling his eyes at you when you placed the strawberry lemonade in front of him.

‘But we are friends, Hanie,’ you said with a pout, coaxing a dramatic sigh out of your friend who clearly wasn’t having it. Too bad. Because you loved it when he was sulking. He looked so adorable then and to be fair, amongst a couple of your friends, you would have also done a lot of things for him when he was acting this way (a lot more than you would have done seeing his aegyo). It was a weakness he didn’t need to know about or exploit when he was already a master manipulator.

You watched him take a few sips of his drink and drank some from your own glass, missing the frozen berries that you usually threw in the sparkling water when you were mixing the same, fake lemonade at the guys’ place. Seungcheol was so good at grocery shopping. Somehow, when it was his turn to fill the empty shelves, they always had everything in their kitchen that you craved.

Smiling at the thought, you walked around the counter and stopped in front of Jeonghan. You put one of your elbows on the firm, wooden surface before you looked up at him with a smile in the corner of your mouth.

‘Not that I owe you an answer, but I’m planning to ask him out after the grand opening. He’s too stressed with the preparations, now isn’t an ideal timing,’ you explained quietly, knowing well that in your expanded friend group, keeping secrets was close to impossible. These boys walked in on everyone without knocking as though they owned every apartment at least one of you lived in, a few of them eavesdropped on anyone and everyone who could form coherent sentences and another handful of them had a bigger urge to spread rumours than any neighbourhood ahjumma you had encountered in your life.

‘It seemed pretty ideal to me in our last year of uni, too. Or when you two went on a vacation without us. Or when you and Seungcheol took off the same week from work last summer just to not do anything under the same roof for days,’ he listed a few “perfect opportunities” you could have grabbed, but honestly, at that time, none of these had felt ideal. And great timing was crucial in delivering a successful confession. One could have had the greatest speech of the century, the most romantic setting and the prettiest dress on, if their timing was bad, it could have blown into their face. And you had been too big of a mess in senior year to let that happen. For the other two mentioned occasions, you had good reasons, too. It was just that… at the moment, bearing your friend’s piercing gaze, it was mentally draining to recall them.

‘I’m a different person now,’ you retorted easily, willing yourself to not blink or look away first. You couldn’t lose against him. No. You would have rather let your eyes become the next Sahara or your tears roll down your cheeks than blink first.

‘Who is a different person now?’ The question came from your right, the familiarity of the voice forcing you to snap your head towards its owner. Freaking Choi Seungcheol and your trained brain that always reacted to his presence.

‘Me,’ you said with a smug grin, overconfidence radiating from your body - a clear attempt to keep the boys’ attention on you and avoid Jeonghan’s knowing glances for as long as it was humanly possible.

If someone had walked in on your trio and asked which of these two made you frown more, you couldn’t have chosen from Jeonghan’s scoff and Seunhcheol’s obnoxious laughter easily. They were both annoying.

‘No, you’re not,’ your best friend said once he calmed down and wiped away his nonexistent tears. You finished your drink in one go and rolled your eyes when he reached out for your hand, fingers sliding in between yours with ease. ‘Come on! I’ll take you home,’ he said as he tugged on your arm gently to pull you further from Jeonghan who quickly opened his mouth to complain, claiming that he was the one who lived with Seungcheol, so he should have been the one who got that offer.

You didn’t waste your energy pointing out that he had his own car parked in front of the café or that he should have hurried up before Seungcheol locked him inside the building like how he had accidentally done so with Mingyu during their lunch break two weeks ago when the younger had been in the storage room, organising the ingredients in peace with airpods in his ears. You had never gotten so many missed calls within twenty minutes than that afternoon.

The morning of the grand opening was a bit more hectic than either of you had predicted, but it was a mess in the most positive way of the word. Or so you thought based on the growing number of customers until your gaze landed on a panicky Seungcheol who stormed into the storage room as soon as he marched behind the counter. Worried, you followed him without thinking or caring about the fact that you weren’t allowed to enter the employees only areas when the coffee shop was open. So what if someone had seen you without at least wearing an apron? Your best friend needed you.

The first thing you noticed when you closed the door behind your back was that it was really quiet inside compared to the chaos on the other side. Then, your gaze fell on Seungcheol who was leaning his forehead against one of the metal shelves full of extra plates and glasses and you forgot about everything else. He looked so small despite his height, so vulnerable with his head hanging low between his shoulders that you didn’t hesitate to walk up behind him and wrap your arms around his torso.

You could feel his muscle tense and calm under your touch in a matter of seconds and you smiled without realising when he untied your hands and intertwined your fingers with his, pulling you even closer to his back even though that wasn’t quite possible.

‘I’m okay,’ he breathed, voice barely above a whisper. You were aware that he used this tone to reassure you that he was indeed alright, but you also knew that this didn’t always mean that he was. Which made you a tad bit more worried than you wanted to show.

‘I know you are,’ you replied in the same, calming voice nevertheless, because he didn’t have to worry about you, too, on top of everything else.

‘There are more people out there than I expected,’ he admitted after a couple of heartbeats, his fingers playing with the silver rings on yours. Smiling like a fool, you wondered whether it was intentional when he slid his own on your thumb, securing it in its base without keeping up with the restless fidgeting.

‘Which is good,’ you claimed, slowly pulling away and turning him around so that you could take his face into your hands. You wanted to be able to look him in the eyes and see that he understood what you were saying when you repeated: ‘It’s a good thing.’

As though he forgot how to blink, he stared at you with shimmering eyes before he slowly nodded and said the same.

‘It’s a good thing.’

A part of you wondered whether this was another perfect opportunity that you refused to live with, but quickly dismissed the idea because clearly, just because the moment was ideal, the situation itself was off. Seungcheol had to go back to work and cheer his employees on while assisting them. It wasn’t a good time for throwing out big words in the open. It wasn’t a good time for I love yous.

‘You’ve got this,’ you said instead and he once again accepted your encouraging words with a nod and a grateful smile.

However, this time, before he walked away and left you alone with your thoughts, he leaned forwards and pressed his lips against your forehead briefly. He kissed you with such ease as though it would have been the most natural thing to do and you were just standing there like a statue until Minghao came in for extra cutleries and shoved out of his way with his shoulder in a hurry.

Dazed, you apologised and walked back to your table in the customer area.

Just like how you promised yourself, you stayed at the customer area for the rest of the day and made yourself busy by finding different ways to support your friends. You consumed as many glasses of lemonade as many flavours of pies they sold which was a lot. Then, you used the coffee shop’s special hashtag under each one of your photos that you uploaded for social media (and made Hansol upload for social media since out of everyone in your close friend group he had the most followers). You had a suspicion that the huge number of customers in the morning and after 6PM was his meme page’s doing, but you never really questioned him. Partly, because your knowledge wasn’t that advanced about Instagram and he was too humble to admit that he had this much influence, so you would have needed that extra grasp to make him talk. Mostly, because he was more silent while he was waiting for the closing time with you than he usually was and you didn’t want to push him too much.

Taking advantage of the fast wifi, you proposed a two-player game on your phones with Sol to kill some time and while you won only three times out of a dozen (unbelievable!), seeing him smile made you happy.

And your happiness just grew when the younger boy put his phone on the table and pointed at the front door with his index finger, signalling you that Seungcheol was about to turn around the OPEN sign that hung on the glass. You didn’t hesitate. You stood up from your chair and rushed to the counter to make a classic latte without extra sugar like how you had planned since you had been left in the storage room and for once, you couldn’t have been more grateful for Seungkwan’s tendency to not mind his own business. Because the blonde boy was so much better at using the super professional and super huge coffee machine than you.

After a rushed thank you and a hug that earned you an eye roll from the younger, you walked up to your best friend with a proud smile and held out the pleasantly hot beverage for him.

‘Congratulations, boss! I’ve never seen a more successful grand opening,’ you claimed even before he took the latte from you with his own, tired smile plastered on his face.

You watched as he collapsed on the nearest empty chair with a sigh and followed him, taking a seat right next to him.

‘Have you ever been to any grand opening?’ Seungcheol asked with a raised brow, eyeing you with suspicion. Since in the meantime, he also lifted his cup in front of his lips, for a split second, you weren’t sure whether he doubted your words or your coffee making ability more. Not that either of those would have been groundless of him. He knew you too well.

‘No,’ you admitted with a shrug, knowing that this didn’t make your compliment less sincere. You were happy for him. He could see it written all over your face. It was in your eyes, in your body posture. He couldn’t have missed it even if the two of you had been strangers, let alone with his capability to read you like you were an open book.

Seungcheol’s amused chuckle filled your senses and you watched him with heart eyes as he finally took a tentative sip from his favourite latte. Honestly, his surprise would have been slightly offensive if you hadn’t been aware that on your worst days, you could mess up even that instant coffee that the guys had in their kitchen. So you put up with his reaction and let him take your hand in his empty one with that giddy smile of his that was so him, your whole chest felt warmer when you saw it.

‘Delicious,’ he said, sipping on it diligently while his thumb drew small circles and eights on the back of your hand, once again creating the perfect moment, the perfect opportunity. It was time to confess to Seungcheol how you loved him more than a best friend. How you would have whined a lot more if it had been Jeonghan (or anyone else in your friend group, really, expect for the babies) whom you had helped out during the preparations. It was time and yet you said:

‘That only means, you don’t have to fire Seungkwan on his first day.’

You wanted to be angry at yourself for letting the moment pass again, but you were still there with Seungcheol and you still had time so you weren’t. For now, you simply enjoyed the boy’s attention on you and that small smile that seemed to sit permanently in the corner of his mouth. You hadn’t lost a single thing. In fact, you had so much. So why would you have felt anything other than contentment at a moment so cosy and homey?

‘I couldn’t have done this without you,’ Seungcheol’s statement broke the fleeting silence and you put your other hand atop of his and squeezed it with a fond smile.

‘Nah, I’m sure you’d have managed. I just made it more fun,’ you claimed confidently, but he shook his head. And as he stared right into your soul with his chocolate brown orbs, when your heart got filled with the familiar warmth, you once again wondered whether this was it. After all, he was looking at you as though you put all the stars in the sky. He cared for you, he loved you, he hugged you better when you were in need of a shoulder to lean on. You knew that you were more important to him than to lose you over a confession and he knew that you felt the same. There wasn’t a single scenario in which a confession would have destroyed what you two had.

‘I love you.’

It took you a few breathless moments to realise that it wasn’t your voice that echoed off the walls, but when you did, you couldn’t not smile like a fool. Because that was what you were. A fool for not beating him to it when you had loved him for so long. Maybe, you truly haven’t changed since uni.

‘Tsk, I was just about to confess, you know?’ You asked with a pout, making him smile a bit wider as well. ‘I love you, too.’

You weren’t entirely sure what you had expected from this moment or what had made you drag it out this much, but as you intertwined your fingers with Seungcheol’s, you didn’t mind the lack of groundbreaking gestures. Because now you had him in another way, too. You could love him in another way, too. And that was more than enough.

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i would like to bless your followers and dash, sooo can you give me a crash course in noir 😊😊

OMG YES OFCCCCCC💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

OKAY SO HERE IS THE DEAL

NOIR is a nine-member boy group under Luk Factory

(Not really pleased with how they are promoting my boys but imma get over it one day!)

Our fan name is Lumiere (or Lumi) and we don’t have any official colors or a lightstick yet.

Noir debuted on April 9th of 2018. With the mini-album Twenty’s Noir. Their title debut song was Gansta (SUCHA GOOD VIDEO)

They also had a predebut song called As a Star and it makes me so soft.

Their next comeback is on the 27th (THIS MONDAY!!!!!!) The album is called Up the Sky and the title track is called Lucifer

IM SO FUCKING EXCITED YOU HAVE NO IDEA

MEMBERS

Shin Seunghoon

Shin Seunghoon is our precious leader!!!!

(He was what got me into Noir. I saw a video about the best leaders in kpop and I was like)

He is 27 years old. His birthday is May 30th, 1993 (He is a Gemini)

Boy is tallllllllllllllllllllll

like he’s 5′10.

but in pictures by himself he for real looks like he is 6′2

istg he is like 65% legs.

ALSO MAN AS A RIPPED CHEST SORRY BACK TO REGULARLY SCHEDULED NOIRING

He is the leader, main rapper, and also sometimes a vocalist (but the rappers in this group pretty much fo everything)

HE SPITS FIRE when he wants to.

Really good at freestyling

He makes mixtapes on youtube on Noir’s channel. (I think he has 5 out now)

He is a college-educated man!!!! (He went to Korean National Open University

He took taekwondo when he was younger

The man trained for 8 years

He and Hoyeon compose and format a lot of their songs with a team of producers from LUK

(I often think he and Chan from skz are really similar.)

Seunghoon is legit a father of 8 soft crackhead kids. istg he is so done with them most of the time

We call him our koala because he looks like one <3

Seunghoon is obsessed with accessories and wearing them to the point where stylists literally have to take them off of him. (I have never not seen picture of him not wearing jewelry. )

he is actually in the military right now and i miss him so fricking much TT

All in all hot boy on screen and soft dad in real life

Kim Yeonkuk

this boy I cant

Kim Yeonkuk. Damn.

he was on Produce 101 season 2

he was eliminated on ep.5 :(

He is the lead dancer and a vocalist

Yeonkuk is 25 years old. His birthday is February 8, 1995 (An Aquarius)

is totally the aegyo king but denies it

he seems cold at first but has a big ass bright personality its so freakin adorable

my personal favorite clip of him is and the boys dancing around on vlive to big bang and him saying fantastic baby (its sounds so cute when he says it)

He is also a 5′10 tall boy

he trained for 3 years

THIS BOY IS SO FREAKING SKINNY SOMEONE PLEASE EGIVE HIM A HAMBURGER OR SOMETHING TAKE HIM TO TACO BELL

not kidding

his waist is so fucking small its scary.

Yeonkuk=stringbean

literally a walking meme.

pause in any interview and he is pretty much gonna give you a memeable face

this boy is so loveable and goofy

also if this boy doesn't post like 8 photos of him doing something on insta im convinced he thinks that it just didn’t happen

he never posts just one photo its always like 6-8

also I was highkey afraid he was gonna go bald last comeback when they legit turned his hair into smurfs pubes

Lee Junyong

Lee Junyong. When i say i love this man with my whole heart

also 25 years old

his birthday is March 1st 1995 (Pisces)

another 5′10 king

Main vocalist.

he is a former member of INX

his brother is Seungyong from N.CUS

he trained for 4 years

THIS MAN IS TOO ATTRACTIVE FOR THIS EARTH

vocals for days. VOCALS.FOR.DAYS.

Did a cover of BTS’s The Truth Untold with Siha and literally gives me chills.

He has little crooked front teeth so when he sings he has this tiny little breath in some of the words so his voice is even more distinct

BUT LIKE JUNYONG HAS THE CUTEST SMILE EVER (I love his teeth in that's a weird thing to say but i think they are so cute)

he is 1/2 of the Highnote Belting Club

talks. all. the. freaking. time.

he goes live alot

boy is obsessed with Yunsung someone save yunsung from him

total crackhead when not doing real interviews

never fails to make me smile

he is said to be the moodmaker of the group

APPARENTLY HE WAS IN ONE EPISODE OF MY FAVORITE DRAMA AND I HAD NO IDEA

he was in episode 6 of The Liar and His Lover

overall he is just so sweet and funny and its so easy to love him

Nam Yunsung

Yunsung is the Lead vocalist and Visual

24 years old His birthday is August 29, 1996

He is a virgooo

MAN IS 6FT EVEN

lead vocalist and LOOKS IT

he is the king of intense eye contact with the camera

he looks like legit prince charming

2/2 of Highnote Belting Club

weird af

istg he is the biggest crackhead

very extra. (as you can see in gif)

he calls himself a vampire because of his super pale skin

he trained for 4 years

he raps part time

HE ACTUALLY ENJOYS EXCERCISE

he hides snack between his bed and the wall but apparently daewon and junyong steal them

I think he rooms with junyong? not sure

Someone save him from junyong. boy is going to be smothered to death

ngl their relationship is really cute

he was also in Produce 101 S2 but left bc of health issues.

cutest thing ever and then turns into a devil onstage

a literal puppy

he is big fan of ateez and he and another member actually went to the groups first concert in korea

he is just so precious and weird

Kim Siheon

oml this smol bean

Kim Siheon god damn

He is 23 years old

Birthday is December 23, 1997 (Capricorn like meeeee)

also 5′10 babyy

Vocalist but also a rapper (he rapped suga’s part in their remix of BTS Fake Love)

LIKES TO BIAS WREKC FREAKING EVERYONE

Beware the Siheon

He has a hot older sister, Hanbit, from a group called Hot Place (Their debut song is called TMI and its pretty good.)

HOTNESS RUNS IN HIS FAMILY

he trained for 5 months

he really likes drawing and does caricatures of his members

he is the eyebrow king

idk his eyesbrows are just....

stylists do things to his eyebrows anf it just fucks everyone up

high key has the best fashion sense

others boys willshow up to vlive in like hoodies and he is wearing a freakin casual suit

BOY PLAYS TO WIN’

he is like a boss at every kind of game

claims himself to be sweet like “Heonie”

“Hi! I’m siheon! Heonie Heonie Siheonie!”

he is a litter quieter than the other guys

BUT he is so funny

he doesn't like spice on his food for some reason

yeah he's crazy

he trained for 5 years

he's just precious and hot and hot and really hot

Ryu Hoyeon

THIS MAN HAS GIVEN ME SO MANY PROBLEMS

Ryu Hoyeon.

So he is my bias wrecker. Boy climbed up my bias list so freaking fast

He is the main dancer, vocalist, and a rapper (he also composes and arranges with Seunghoon)

He is 22 years old

His birthday is February 6, 1998 (Aquarius)

anontherrrrr 5′10 babbyyyy

cheekkkkkbooonnneeeessss

SHARK BOYY

He says he looks like a shark and i agree

HE HAS A NICE FUCKING TORSO

There was a predebut photo of him half shirtless it was awesome

he was also on Produce 101 S2

eliminated on ep.5 :(

he trained for 2 years

He, yeonkuk, and seunghoon were in the Japanese tour of the musical Altar Boyz with Teen top’s Niel,2PM’s Chansung, and many others

he has a semi viral video of him

when he was a trainee / on produce 101 he was dancing to nct127 cherry bomb and had an unfortunate but quite hilarious accident (just look it up its funny)

sucks ass at games. every game. ever.

he is a low-key crackhead. he is a calm crackhead lol

VERY ATTRACTIVE

he used to have a youtube channel

you can still see his insta (leaderyoo) its so freaking cute and has predebut stuff of all the boys

he made their entire remix of fake love

he choreographed their song Diamond and also their cover of Taki Taki (which was very hot)

becomes a beast when dancing

he has an original chore to WEight in Gold that is very.......(insert eyebrow wiggle here)

has that dorito torso

(tiny waist and broad shoulders)

also thighs god damn

He is also a HUGE Vixx fanboy

Alter ego is DJ Ironman

He is very close with Siha, Siheon, and Yeonkuk

they turned him into a traffic cone for the Doom Doom comeback

he speaks a little bit of English (just a little bit)

all in all I'm completely in love with this man

Yang Siha

THIS MAN IS SO FINEEEEEEE (he's my bias btw I have never been so in love with a man other than jisung)

Yang Siha is just uugghghhh god damn

22 year old babyyyy

Birthday is March 9, 1998 (Pisces)

Lil baby is 5′7″ oml i love him

MAIN VOCALIST AND DESERVES IT

he likes watching youtube videos and anime

He trained for 1 year and 1/2

looks good in every freaking hair color

his voice does NOT MATHC HIS FACE

but not like in a Felix level way

He says his most attractive features are his “feminine features” (he says his unpronounced Adams apple and his small noes and doe eyes

HE HAS SMOL EARSSSS and i lovethem

close with Hoyeon and Siheon

but like his voice though

its so freaking pretty

it gives me chills

everything about him is perfect

he has tiny lips lol

he can play guitar

legit i swear his entire closet is black he rarely wears color

legit EVERYONE LOVES HIM

if someone is hugging anyone in a vlive or something

its siha

its always siha

everyone cuddles siha

i wanna cuddle siha. fuck.

for some reason I've just noticed this

the boy likes to wear long sleeves idk why

he also always seems to wear this one necklace Idk why but its so pretty and i really love that he does idk

he says his favorite song by NOIR is Travel (its also my favorite. its on their debut album and omg his part <3)

he is just so pure oml everything he posts on insta just makes me so soft

he is just so freakin cute and makes me switch lanes so fast

Kim Minhyuk

ooooof this cutie

Kim Minhyuk is something else

i just don't know what he is lol

Lead rapper and lead dancer

22 years old

His birthday is March 18th, 1998 (Pisces)

5′11 boy yes sir

ALSO A COLLEGE EDUCATED MAN

He went to Seoul Arts College

he has an older brother

apparently he cooks in the dorms

he trained for 1 year

he likes to play basketball

he really loves taking photos on his camera

he HATES bugs. its kind of funny ngl

he also is deathly afraid of balloons (i will not apologize for laughing at this one)

He and yunsung loooove ateez. they went to their first concert.

HE SERVES LOOOOKKKSSS

I think he is the most versatile member (look wise) because sometimes its hard to recognize him with each comeback because they change his style

he has these really cute big circle glasses he wear and just uwu

he kinda looks like Simon or Theodore from Alvin in the chipmunks in the best way.

he has a thing about jumping

like whenever he gets excited or happy he just starts jumping

he smiles like sunshineeeeee

even though he is the second youngest a lot of the members say that they go to him for advice

(probably cause he has permanent hold of one of the 3 braincells noir has)

he looooves girl group dances

especially twice

TIKTOK KING

He owns Noir’s tiktok pretty much. also their insta

he's a precious chipmunk

Kim Daewon

Thhis baby oml

Kim Daewon is the cutest thing since that fluffy little dog whose name i cant remember

20 years old

Birthday is April 18th, 2000 (Aries)

Lead Dancer, vocalist, maknae

PROTEC THIS BABY BOY

In pictures he looks tall af

actually...

5′7″ but looks like 5′4″

the cutest thing everrrrr

HIS CHEEEKS

the biggest fluffiest cutest cheeks

everything about him is smol except for them thighssss

trained for 1 year

he has one older sister

THE BOY NEEDS MORE LINESSSS LUK FACTORY GIVE HIM MORE LINESSSSSS

he goes off in the chorus of their b-side track “Between” though like fuuuuuuucccckkkk (lowkey one of my favorite songs by them)

literally one of the funniest people you will ever see

extra crackhead energy

makes all the boys laugh

he loves chicken and snacks (gotta keep those cheeks in top shape)

literally the softest boy

he's good at everything i swear

he likes to shimmy.

has a cute butt lol

he talks in tiny

literally the cutest maknae ever oml

I hope this helped guys!!!!! I really hope you can stan noir and support them in their comeback this Monday! I hope this helped @distrikt9 if you need videos or anything feel free to ask! I love sharing my boys. They really are so underrated. I did this so fast ngl. I've never typed so fast

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