“Iced espresso macchiato. One.”

A soft, familiar voice rang out in front of the young barista. He looked up at his handsome face, sharp lips, wavy lips, a kind smile, and slender eyes pointed up like a fox, staring at him without hesitation.

Ong Seong Wu secretly swallowed the saliva that fell into his dry throat.

“Yes,” he answered before preparing to make coffee. The person slowly turned his body and walked towards a corner of the shop where the faint light from the eleven o'clock sun was shining on the glass wall.. While both hands were busy making coffee, their eyes were constantly staring at that person, and the warm winter sunshine hit that slender, beautiful face. At that moment, a pair of pitch black eyes met Seongwoo's light brown eyes, bright red lips giving off a faint smile until the young barista's eyes lowered.

Hwang Minhyun has always been his ideal type.

The kind of man that Seongwoo wants to be, he wants to be handsome like he always has an aura in the background like that.

In fact, Hwang Min Hyun and Ong Seong Wu know each other very well as they are communication arts colleagues. But after graduating more than a year ago, Minhyun, who was a member of the group, had turned himself into a hot model in the Korean entertainment industry, while Sungwoo had already invested in opening a small coffee shop in the Kangnam area. Turning himself into a shop barista, he recently discovered his number one passion that is an important element in his daily life: the taste and aroma of roasting coffee beans every morning. Good start to the day

It's also strange that when we share a class, no matter what subject, he and Minhyun are always in the same section, and it's funny that even though he's the one who looks the most often, he still talks. With so little that I can hardly count the times.

You can talk to anyone without being shy but with someone named Hwang Minhyun. Song Wu felt himself transforming into another person who was stubbornly afraid of getting to know his fellow faculty members.

The cold espresso macchiato was finished and Sungwoo was bringing it to the handsome customer.

He secretly noticed that the face he felt jealous of was hiding a weary look, beneath the eyes of the fox that was looking at him, it was clearly dark. Minhyun wordlessly accepted the coffee cup and calmly drank it.

In the late morning like this, there were almost 100 customers in the shop, so Seongwoo sat down on the chair across from Minhyun.

The other person glanced over and then bent down to drink the coffee in front of him, bright red lips pressed together as if they were blending the sweetness of the milk foam and the bitterness of the espresso into one mellow taste.

The specialty of espresso macchiato is that soft milk foam is spread over the espresso coffee. Let the soft aroma of the milk hit your lips first before receiving the rich and heavy taste of the espresso shot at the end. These two things are mixed together into a homogeneous substance through the swishing of the tongue. This is the charm of drinking espresso macchiato coffee.

Sungwoo suppressed a laugh when he saw that the corner of Minhyun's mouth was stained with white from the milk foam. He pointed his finger at the corner of his own mouth so that he could lick it off but forgot that he was sitting across from him. Poking at the left corner of his mouth where the milk foam was, Minhyun used his tongue to lick the right corner of his mouth. The young man swatted his hand away. “Not there.”

"Ah.. Then wipe it for me."

Minhyun closed his eyes and brought his face closer to him. At that moment, Sungwoo felt his entire body go numb. He slowly raised his slightly trembling hand and wiped away the milk foam stains on his jagged lips.

“Thank you.” Minhyun smiled brightly. Damn, he couldn't stop looking at this wonderful face.

“Ong”

“Huh?”

Few people could call him by just one last name. Surprisingly, the lump on Seongwoo's left side was pulsing irregularly.

“It tastes great,” said another, holding up a coffee cup in his hand.

“Because the person who made it is handsome.”

I would say that because I care, I'm afraid I'll be looked at strangely.

“Narcissism never changes.”

Minhyun laughed until his eyes narrowed. Seongwoo pretended to scratch the back of his neck to correct his embarrassment.

“It's been a while since I've been able to sit and talk with you like this.” Beautiful round eyes glanced over as I picked up my coffee and drank it.

“Of course, you usually just sit and drink for a short while and then rush out and leave before the coffee is even finished.”

Even though he was busy making coffee in front of him, Sungwoo always noticed.. Minhyun always pops into the shop at eleven o'clock and orders a cold espresso macchiato. Within a few minutes he's served it and is back at the counter. A tall and slender figure jumped up and ran, pushing open the shop door as if in a hurry to do something, amidst the bewildered eyes of the people in the shop, and he who really intended to make that cup of coffee, but it was left empty by the orderer. There was a lonely place on the table in a condition where the glass was still full, everything as before.

“I have to hurry to work.”

“But at least I should take it.” Sungwoo shifted his gaze to the coffee cup in front of him, causing the other person to immediately know what he meant. Minhyun let out a smile.

“Because I was in a hurry. I'm sorry if it upsets you.”

“It's okay, I understand. It's normal for someone as hot as a manager to have a lot of work. This doesn't make me feel sorry.” Unintentionally meeting the other person's fox eyes, Minhyun stuck out his tongue and licked his own bright red lips.

Just seeing these people come every day makes me very happy.

The young barista began to press his lips together as he thought of a question that had always been on his mind but never had the chance to ask. Now the opportunity was given to him. And Minhyun himself seemed to be especially interested in him.

“If you're in such a hurry to go to work, why did you have to stop by here first?” Sungwoo then pursed his lips again. It was just a general question, but why did he feel so hopeful about the answer from the person in front of him?

“Aside from this espresso macchiato,” his sharp eyes focused once more. “It must have been someone who did it.”

Seongwoo felt his body temperature rise and a symptom was sent to his face– He felt his face heat up just because of the last sentence from Minhyun's tight lips.

Is there anything that makes you as embarrassed as this person?

“Oh my god,” Minhyun cursed as he lifted up the arm that was wearing a luxury Omega brand watch.

“Are you leaving?” Sunwoo knew he was making a sad sound.

“I really want to stay a little longer.” Minhyun licked his lips, staring at him. “If possible---”

If it were possible, Song Wu would also blow himself up right now – no.

"Hurry up or you'll really be late." I pretended to say that.. Actually, I didn't want to go anywhere.

“It's already too late,” said another. “It's almost noon.”

“Aren't you going to go?” Why do you hate the expression and tone of your voice that must be pretended like this? Even though I knew deep down that I couldn't keep my happiness in check if Minhyun answered that he wasn't going anymore.

“If you don't go, you might end up sitting and guarding the shop all day.”

Minhyun let out a smile that was sure to make the other person nervous every time the tall, slender figure in a white shirt stood up. Meanwhile, Seongwoo started counting down the numbers in his mind.

Their time together ended as soon as Minhyun walked out of the store.

"I'll call you in a moment."

“Are you going to order another coffee?”

“No..One glass is enough. I just wanted to call--”

“...Uh.”

Minhyun turned around and walked towards the door of Seongwoo's shop, staring at every step. When the tall figure turned to wave goodbye to him, his bright smile against the backdrop of the warm sunlight from the sun made Minhyun's body look attractive in a different way.

A white long-sleeved shirt disappeared from the corner of the building. Seongwoo made a surprised expression when he saw that the specially made coffee in front of him didn't even have an espresso macchiato in it. Minhyun drank it all. Kaew – Is this what Sungwoo always expected or because Minhyun was afraid it would make him sad again?

Sungwoo walked back to the counter and started making another espresso macchiato – Minhyun didn't want to drink it again, but Sungwoo himself wanted to drink it.

He doesn't like to drink artfully or carefully or have a lot of technique. Sungwoo just drinks it and comes to a conclusion in the end whether he likes the coffee or not. If it is, he just keeps drinking it. the next day

The same espresso macchiato that Minhyun made was paired with soft waffles. Sungwoo always likes to drink coffee with his waffles because it helps with his receptive buttons. Bitter taste from his overworked tongue

The young barista slowly lifted the glass and drank, his lips touching the top layer of the glass that was thinly coated with milk foam, and the rich espresso flowed down his throat. Seongwoo closed his eyes at the bitterness of it. Quickly grab a piece of waffle and take a bite to get rid of the bitterness.

But even so, it was still delicious.

Incoming call

062-619 xxxx

-end.

I don't know what the symbol is at the end.

The funny thing about this story is that Min doesn't drink coffee.....

True ghost ship

Thank you to everyone who came by to read this short fic.