(SF) WHITE COFFEE
MYUNGSOO X SUNGYEOL
You will only know the bitter taste of coffee if you have love.
But for me..
Love is like roasted margarine and bitter coffee beans until they are sweet.
I don't know what inspired it. Kim Myung Soo had to sit in a cat cafe in the middle of Seoul like this even though the weather wasn't very good. The young man chose a window seat where he could see the atmosphere outside. His eyes wandered off aimlessly, leaving thoughts. The feeling of floating with the air Thinking back to the time just a short time ago, Myungsoo was so distracted that he didn't pay attention to the creature that was snuggling around his ankles. The black cat kept rubbing its head against the tall figure's legs, causing the young man to regain consciousness. Returning his attention to his surroundings, the young man looked down at the good cat that had distracted him before picking him up and scolding him.
“Grandma, why are you rubbing me? Am I attractive to you?” Myungsoo nuzzled that small nose affectionately, mouth continuing to complain in order to release the amount of stress he had. His hand gently rubbed against the little one's head before he smiled happily. Every time he was stressed or something made him worried, he would spare time to sit here. Live with what he likes
Cats are his favorite animals, especially this one he is holding. And of course, it's not just Byul who makes him like him, but also..
“Oh, Mr. Writer Kim. Disappear!” A cheerful voice came from behind him. The young man looked up and looked at another person who was walking towards him. The thick figure smiled in a friendly greeting before accepting the greeting.
“I'm busy right now.” The young man looked away from the other man before looking at the cat in his lap who was probably asleep by now.
“This guy is really spoiled.” The young man shook his head, fed up with his cat bothering the shop's customers.
“It's okay, Mr. Sungyeol,” Myungsoo said to the figure who was looking at him with a guilty expression. Myungsoo raised his head to look at the other person who was secretly looking at him gently. They stared at each other until some time had passed before Myungsoo was the first to look away.
“Uh, today I want to ask.” Before Myungsoo could finish speaking, the person in front of him interrupted. It seems like you know his preferences well.
“White coffee, right?”
“You really know my heart.” And it was as expected that the person in front of him knew what he liked.
“Every time you come here, you always order like this. Why don't I remember?" The young man smiled and excused himself to go work as a barista at Myungsoo. He watched the figure walk away and then turned his attention back to the cat in his lap.
“When will your boss understand me?” The man stroked the head of the shop's sleepy cat while secretly looking at the barista who was intent on making coffee for him at the opposite counter. This went on for a long time until Sungyeol walked over and served coffee at his table. The tray that the thin figure was carrying was placed on the table. To Myungsoo's surprise, the only thing he ordered was coffee, but it also came with a dollop of cheesecake.
“This cake..”
“I'll give it to you. You must be very tired from work. An army marches on its stomach.” Sungyeol smiled sincerely at Myungsoo, a smile that Myungsoo was captivated by. He almost wanted to come and work here every day, but it was difficult when his workload was overwhelming. Myung-soo is a writer for a travel magazine, whose main job is to travel around so that his writing can be real and feel more than just a description of what it's like. Therefore, it's impossible. It's possible that he has so much time that he's often looking for things he likes, but let's just say that. When is he free? This will be the first place he will come.
“Thank you,” Myungsoo smiled with a soft laugh. “This way, your shop won't go bankrupt, with me being the one who wastes it like this,” the bold figure teased the other person not too seriously. That created a good atmosphere between the two.
“Just one piece of cake won't make me lose.” Smiling again, Sungyeol's smile made his heart flutter, no wonder.
“But if I miss you.. I would probably die.” I don't know what inspired the young man to speak like that, and it was very embarrassing because he suddenly said it without a flute or flute. Sharp eyes stared at the reaction of the figure in front of him who was now laughing hard. His sweet face turned a light shade of red. He didn't know if it was because of the other person's laughter or embarrassment.
“Haha, Mr. Myungsoo, what kind of joke are you playing? I'm also shy.” Some of them tried to hold back their laughter but couldn't. He talked and laughed until Myungsoo felt even more fond of the person in front of him.
“I'm serious.” Myungsoo carried Byul to the ground before kneeling down, causing everyone in the store to look at him.
“Sir, what are you doing?” Sungyeol rushed to pull Myungsoo up, but it was no use.
“I like you, Sungyeol.” Of course, Sungyeol was a little stunned that Myungsoo suddenly came to tell him like this in a place like this.
“You..” Some people really didn't know what to say, but he stood stunned until Myungsoo hurriedly continued.
“Next week, I'm going to France.” Myungsoo reached into his bag and pulled out some things before handing them to him. “I am asking you to join me. But I don't need an answer right now.” Myungsoo stood up and tightened his grip on the hem of his coat. “I will wait for an answer on the day of departure.” Myungsoo smiled at Sungyeol before walking away, leaving him briefly confused by the incident but soon returning to his duties as if nothing had happened. occur
"The flight at
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I'm leaving in five minutes..” Maybe I should just give up on this possibility. The young man stood up from his chair and headed towards the gate. But then someone else's hand held him back.
“Wait for me. The traffic is stuck.” No need to explain much, just the glances that the two of them conveyed to each other. It's enough
Thank you for giving me this opportunity, Lee Sung Yeol...
My new journey will no longer be lonely.
Fin.
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