The young man watched as the people walked by in a hurry or leisurely. He brought the pastry on his plate to  his mouth, his eyes following anyone who happened to walk into his line of sight. He nibbled the treat a few times as his imagination began to fly as he dreamed of the jobs and lifestyle the strangers he watched worked in. He couldn't help but smile as his ideas soon became dramas in his own head. He set the pastry back onto his plate before taking a sip of his hot chocolate; coffee was never really his thing.

His attention moved from the people to the trees that were slowly blossoming back to life. He couldn't help but smile as the leaves swayed with the light breeze that appeared. The brunette's concentration on the green was cut short when he heard a familiar voice shout out from the back. He turned his head as he watched his fellow coworker quickly rush over. Again he smiled as he gazed softly at the clientele that were sitting or waiting in line ordering with his eyes tracing over the quick movements and gestures from those he worked with.

His smile grew even larger when he caught sight of the one at the register taking down the orders. That man, he owed everything he was to him and he had to say he was utterly blessed for his boss' kindness. He plopped his elbows onto the wooden table and leaned his weight on his arms as he kept his interest on the smiling man. The brunette studied as the dark haired individual smiled at the costumers, had conversations, and joked around with the few regulars that happened to appear.

He couldn't help but pout slightly at the attention his boss gave them, but he supposed it was what brought them back for more. Suddenly, his vision of the male was disturbed when a wall of white and black appeared in front of him. He leaped back into his chair against the wall and came face to face with a frowning coworker. The younger man had his arms on his hips with a platter at his side, his foot tapping impatiently on the floor. The brunette laughed nervously as he scratched the back of his head, earning a roll of the eyes from the other.

"Come on Eunhyuk, your break is over so stop daydreaming and help," the chubby cheek male complained as he straightened his posture waiting for his coworker to react.

"Sorry Henry, I'm going," Eunhyuk replied getting onto his feet and gathering up his dirty dishes. 

Henry rolled his eyes before moving back to the counter to get more of the orders to serve their waiting customers. The brunette quickly followed and discarded the dishes into the basket and quickly grabbed a platter himself. He moved farther into the counter and stepped up besides his boss who had just finished taking another order. He turned to Eunhyuk and smiled when he noticed the younger at his side. 

"You think you can take this Hyuk?" he asked.

"Course boss," the brunette replied taking the ticket and winking at the older male.

Hangeng laughed and gently pushed the younger to start the drinks that he had written down before going back to the next customer. Eunhyuk quickly gathered the fruits for the mixed drinks and began to blend them before adding some ice. He glanced back at his boss who was now chatting with a blonde who was painfully obvious as she tried to flirt. Eunhyuk gripped the platter tightly, he didn't like it when such sleaze balls were hanging over his hyung. He also did not know if he should consider the older man's obliviousness to the dilemmas a curse or a blessing.

Luckily though it appeared that Hangeng quickly moved onto another customer and Eunhyuk couldn't help but grin at the distraught look on the blondes face at practically being rejected.  Eunhyuk quickly finished the order and set them on the platter before taking them to the clients that sat down waiting. He greeted them kindly, as he was taught, and gave them their orders before heading back to get another. This was a routine, but he was glad that his boss was dealing with what seemed like the last customer for a while. 

This was a routine that he followed five days a week and sometimes a few weekends when he wanted a little more cash in his account. He warnded Hangeng of his presence as he passed behind his boss before getting one of the last few orders from beside the register. Just as he began the order, he was surprised to see Hangeng beside him working on one as well. He grinned wildly at his boss who chuckled at his enthusiasm and ruffled the young man's hair earning a protest.

Hangeng laughed at his coworker before quickly making his order and handing it to the customer who was waiting for it before he went on his way.

"Thank you, please come again," he called as he waved at the retreating man.

Hangeng set out a sigh of relief, wiping his hands on a towel beneath the counter. He gazed around for a second before one of the waiters appeared and sat down at the counter letting out a sigh of relief. The boss chuckled at the exhale and slowly walked over patting the man's shoulder in amusement. He was a rookie and he understood just how tired he should feel after the slight rush.

"So how did it go for you Nichkhun?" he teased.

Said man huffed shaking his head. Nichkhun was just hired by Hangeng yesterday after he posted a help wanted sign three days ago and it seemed he would get along with everyone just fine although he noticed some tension between him and Eunhyuk. He just figured it was Hyuk being himself, he didn't trust many people and it took a while for even himself to gain the boy's trust when he found him out in the dark streets of the city; it took his cousin, Henry, even longer once the kid moved into their apartment.

"It was hard, but I'll manage," he muttered as he pushed himself to view his boss' face clearly.

Hangeng smiled at Nichkhun and gave him a gentle squeeze on the shoulder. Suddenly, they were brought out of the calm chatter that had fallen into the cafe when the door jingled. They immediately turned and bid the person a good afternoon and offered smiles before Hangeng moved to the register to take the man's order. The male was quite tall and his hair dark and short. To Nichkhun, the male's were slightly far apart he somewhat resembled a frog, a damn hot one.

The man was buff and those arms clearly showed the well toned muscles. Khun couldn't help but his lips at the eye candy only to get slapped in the back of the head by his boss. He winced at the pain before pouting at Hangeng who simply shook his head at him. His boss knew which way he leaned and he did lean both ways, but he prefered the boys a lot more; much less drama. He stood up and moved behind the counter just as the male approached the register.

"What can I get you?" Hangeng asked.

"Just a fruit smoothie please, number four," the male asked.

Hangeng quickly took the order and handed it to Nichkhun who immediately began to work on it. Hangeng watched Nichkhun work and ever so often glance at the customer who had taken a seat against the wall. He could guess he was perhaps waiting for someone or killing time, but he figured the latter as he checked in phone and often typed what he figured was a text. Nichkhun finished the drink before quickly heading over to deliver it. He placed it on the table and smiled at the customer who returned it with a slight nod. He felt his face getting warmer before he excused himself and rushed back to his boss.

Hangeng noticed the slight pink and chuckled, it seemed the newbie and found some interest in the tall mysterious customer. The boss shook his head before he began to wipe the counter and ordered the blushing male to clean up the tables along with Henry and Hyuk. From where he stood, he could see the two steal glances and he had to wonder if the customer swung the same way as Nichkhun.

Suddenly, the door swung open with a ding and a near high pitched voice called out.

"MINHO!"

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