"Hello, please recite your order"

"ITS YOU"

"Oh, hi, kyungsoo, here so early, one black coffee on your way" He knows my order..by heart, does that mean were......friends

"But, but, but."

"What?"

"YOU SLEPT IN MY CLOSEST"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhh, what the hell"

"WITH A MAN" He quickly placed his hand over my mouth"

"Are you crazy, why are you screaming this"

"Whats wrong about talking about our......sleepover"

"Becuase no one knows about me"

"I KNEW IT!! Your not real, youre a figment of my imagination, It was all a dream"

"You just took crazy to a whole new level"

"THEN WHY ARE YOU HERE AND NOT WITH THAT MAN-" he covered my mouth with both if his hands

"Be quite, my god, you dont listen"

"Stop covering my mouth, I dont know where those hands been" .............thinking................"Oh, gross, ew, ew, ew, that touched my mouth"

"Please dont tell them anything"

"Telling who what?"

"Chen, that im in the closest"

"But youre not in my closest youre at my coffee shop"

"Not litteraly in the closest, but no one knows I'm gay"

"That doesnt make sense"

"What doesnt"

"Who would believe you were striaght"

"LOTS OF PEOPLE"

"They cant be pretend people you made up and named"

"For your infomation, many guys think im manly"

"Yeah, if that guy was a transgender, and you were the only man that they ever met before"

"That is incredibly mean"

"Says the man who destoryed my closest"

"You told us to sleep in there"

"I said what now"

"Yeah, you suggest it, remember"

"I....I remember, but I didnt ask you to ruin all my clothes"

"Yes you did, we asked for a blanket and you said just use the pants" WAIT, does that mean I screwed myself over, and blamed it on them, well it was there fault for believing a drunk man, damnit, i was sober at the time. My goodness im an idiot.

"Oh, yeah, sorry I couldnt remember becuase............I havent had my coffee yet"

"Oh, yes, Here is your coffee, that will be 12.50"

"Here you go" I gave him the money and I took the coffee and left before he can tell me all of his problems and I would of been forced to help.

I was walking out and took a sip of the freshly brewd coffee that I was holding....YUCK.........I spit the coffee out, it tasted horrible. I ran to the man who made my coffee

"What is this?"

'Your wonderful coffee, sir"

"Why does it taste like crap"

"Becuase I made it out of love and tiny bit of salt"

"What?"

He pulled my collar, so our faces were closer

"Thats for screaming earlier and not staying to hear the whole story, next time it wont be a jar of salt but sugar instead" HOW DOES HE KNOW that I hate sugar in my coffee thats why I order black.

"I like you"

"What?"

"You seem all nice and innocent angel  on the outside but really youre a devil on the inside"

"Thanks?"

"I SHALL CALL YOU MY FRIEND"

"Thats not something normal people look for in a friend"