Right after the meal, Minho crawled into the bedroom like a zombie
After sleeping for ages, he came out with a bedhead
He came out to the living room and thencomplained that he was dying of exhaustion, but
instead of going back to his own place
he kept enjoying sweet sleep on the cool sofa
While Minho was in a deep sleep
I finished the dishes and all sorts of housework
At the vacuum cleaner’s noise, he wriggled a little
and finally lifted his heavy head
With a puffed-up face, he stared blankly into space
“That’s too much sleep for it to just be a blood sugar spike, isn’t it?”
“.. Yeah… I guess I was tired..”
He rolled up the sleeves that had slipped down again
As he flopped down with his back against the sofa
Minho, who had been lying down
immediately sat up and rubbed his eyes
After finishing getting ready to go out, he headed for the shoe rack
At the urge to hurry up and get ready
Minho, who had only been rubbing his eyes, quickly finished getting ready too
It was strange, but whenever I stepped outside before work
the first thing I’d think about was what excuse to make
Should I say I can’t go in because I’m feeling sick,
or that something came up at home?
I knew I still had to go to work anyway
but my head was full of all kinds of excuses
The shop we arrived at was incredibly busy
The pickup counter was piled high with backed-up drinks
and all the part-timers were moving around frantically
After taking in the shop’s atmosphere, Minho and I
hurried to the changing room and changed clothes
“Unnie, you can clock out now”
“Oh, thanks..”
Unnie wiped her forehead, damp with beads of sweat, once
and headed to the changing room
The backlog of orders was enormous
4 deliveries, 7 for the floor
As soon as I saw the order slips, I quickly pulled shots
In front of the entrance, there were
delivery drivers lined up one after another, waiting for their orders
”Your delivery will be ready soon, so please wait a moment~“
“Customer 219~ Your iced caffè latte is ready”
The two voices overlapped
Minho handled the counter and drink prep
and I handled delivery packing and tray setup
It was way too many orders for just me and Minho to handle, but
thanks to Minho’s quick hands, we were able to get the drinks out fast
“Yes, what would you like to order?”
“One iced choco latte, and can I get your number too?”
When that sudden flirting line reached my ears
my eyes unconsciously went toward the counter
At the end of my gaze were Minho, looking very flustered, and
a small woman
I thought she was pretty
A pale woman with short brown hair and
a small frame looked up at Minho with round eyes
‘Like a peach.. is she going to give him her number?’
For a moment, a strange feeling rushed in
“No, I have a girlfriend”
I was startled by the unexpected answer, but
I quickly turned my head away so I wouldn’t show it
Hearing that, the woman, probably embarrassed,
lowered her head, her face reddening
“Are you eating in?”
“Ah.. no! I’ll take it to go”
“That’ll be 4,500 won. Please insert your card up front”
After paying, the woman hurried off to the restroom as if fleeing
and didn’t come back out until the drink was ready
“Hey, what was that~? Why didn’t you give her your number?”
“Not my type. Her makeup was caked on anyway”
“Don’t you like that type? She was cute”
I felt bad inside
It wasn’t like Minho had given that woman his number,
or even smiled warmly at her
I had clearly seen Minho’s cold tone and face, but
that strange feeling stirred up my insides
‘Is he the kind of face girls like..?’
As I stared at his face, a pricklygaze seemed to land on me
and he started nagging me all over again, saying to make the latte and such too much too often...?
