HAPPY BOO DAY

#COUPSBOO

NOMYEN (SEUNGKWAN)

KAFAE (S.COUPS)

Iced milk coffee

By : @E_choom

“Cold milk, he's looking at you again.”

“I know.”

His eyes were still focused on the round leather ball in his hand, but he knew exactly who his friend was talking about.

"P'Khafa is crazy. Standing there looking at you until the coach orders you to run around the field almost every day is still not scary."

“Fuck him.”

The small man answered his friend in a dismissive manner and walked away to practice alone in one corner of the field. Now it was time to separate to warm up before team practice. He didn't really want to pay attention to the seniors who liked to practice basketball on the court next to him almost every day.

Everyone likes to come and tell Nomyen regularly how lucky he is to have a guy named 'Kafe' fall in love with him. This guy was actually a kendo athlete at school before becoming an athlete. Basketball team (Nomyen secretly thinks that he is a better basketball player than P'Kafe).

The girls at school screamed loudly. But in the past, it seemed like he didn't particularly care about anyone until one day something crazy occurred to him. On the day of a school event, P'Khafa, the lead singer of the band that was performing live that day, made an announcement. He said in the middle of the event that he liked cold milk.

Let me tell you, it's something that's been talked about for months, but I'm sorry. I don't like the cold milk one bit.

If asked how serious the other party was, it would probably be to the point of permanently moving from the Kendo Club to the Basketball Club just because the volleyball court and basketball court were next to each other and they practiced together every evening. At first in people's minds The little one hoped that the senior's basketball performance would be so bad that he would have to return to the same place, but the result was the opposite. That's why the man was standing on the sidelines giving him a sweet smile.

“Cold milk.”

The call was distorted into a small, eerie sound, a warning that his peaceful practice was about to disappear.

"Don't bother me during practice."

Nom Yen said, her slender wrist still shaking to exert force to slap the child against the ground. His eyes didn't even glance at the older man who was casually walking into his practice field.

"I was so mean to you. I'm sorry."

"Aren't you practicing with him?"

Nomyen's brow furrowed until his sweet face looked a little messy, his small mouth softly complaining to the senior who was now standing in front of him. What he wanted to do now was hurry up and finish practicing and then go buy some. Eat green tea in front of the school and then go home. If Brother Kafe continues to annoy him like this, today's practice will definitely not progress.

“Are you complaining to me?”

"No need for a moment. Just go to the field over there. Don't get in the way."

Because if whenever he was about to practice seriously and there was a coffee guy standing on the sidelines watching, his concentration would immediately collapse.

It's like last year's sports day where P'Khafe stood on the edge of the field cheering because he was the one serving the ball. And with the other party's overload, his concentration was not on the field or the ball in his hands at all.

That's totally ruined. It was the first and only time since he played sports that he served and hit the net.

"Fighting, P'Khafa's cold milk. I'll see you after practice."

The older man said that and patted his head before walking back to the basketball court to continue practicing.

But actually, the thing that broke Nom Yen's concentration didn't come from feeling annoyed at her senior or anything like other people understood.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so weak as soon as P'Khafe walked up to him every time, and he wouldn't have to try to lower his head to hide his face that was probably completely red like this.

“.....Damn.”

“This cup of green tea, Nanny.”

“Why raise it?”

"Today is Nomyen's birthday. Brother Kafae wants to treat you, can't you?"

"Don't come. You can wear it. You're a man."

Coffee didn't answer further, only Nom Yen's answer made him unable to help but feel fond of the other person until he had to reach out and pinch his round cheek that was becoming rounder from sucking water until he received an annoyed face in return.

The younger man's bag was slung over one shoulder and he reached for the younger one. And it seems like today he probably won't be hit by anything like everyone else, so he chooses to hold hands together.

Today's school sports day, the two of them must be really tired because aside from Coffee himself having to run around all day from being both a runner and a school basketball player, Nom Yen herself probably feels tired. Not much different from him. That side is also a volleyball player and plays so well that he started every round and led the Pinks to win again. Now it seems that there is very little left to argue with him.

Today is actually Nom Yen's birthday. His little person shouldn't have to be this tired.

“Don't you want anything special for your birthday?”

“No, this is enough.”

The conversation began even though their hands were still holding each other. Namyen used his other hand to hold a green tea cup and waved it back and forth in front of the coffee.

"You really don't want anything else?"

“What does that mean?”

Nom Yen started to feel a little upset with the big man beside him's rambling words until he had to stop walking and turned to make a face at the little man's brows, which were now so tight they were almost tied together into a ribbon.

"So...what kind of boyfriend do you mean?"

The words that were spoken with a slight smile immediately caused the cold milk to freeze.

"You've flirted with me to the point of holding hands like this. When will we be able to do it as lovers?"

Coffee said and held up the hand that was holding hands with cold milk in front of her face.

But it was really as Kafae said, he had been courting Nom Yen for almost three years now. And his current status is still the same as nomyen's chatterbox.

Even though many things between them had gone too far for a long time.

Nom Yen avoided his eyes before answering in a soft voice.

“....Even doing this, will you still get an answer...?”

The little man's voice mumbled before he lowered his head to continue sucking the green tea in the cup for someone who was as stubborn as cold milk. This is considered to be an answer that creates quite a bit of coffee satisfaction.

“Please give me some.”

Coffee changed the subject, causing the cold milk to escape from the coffee tube and was about to hand the green tea cup in his hand to the other person, but it turned out that the sly person leaned down and pressed a heavy kiss to his lips. Quickly, before the cold milk stared at the hammer until his eyes almost closed. This is only a short distance from the front of the school.

"I didn't say that I would drink green tea or drink cold milk."

P'Khafa said this with a mocking smile and walked forward without letting go of his hand.

But he's not funny either.

"P'Fae is so crazy."

Because right now his face is so red that he doesn't know how to hide it.

THE END

Iced milk coffee

It's finished in one episode. Just really diligent.

Happy birthday, good person. This year's birthday, I have a boyfriend for you.

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