Hey guys! This is going to be a one-shot based on the following prompt from tumblr: "cold city man himchan with nerdy barista daehyun, coffee shop au", and this picture. Prompt was submitted anonymously, so whoever you are, I hope you'll enjoy this! It's my first Himdae story. If anyone submitted other prompts, they'll be written as well, in due time. 

This is currently in the process of being written and I want it to be a decent length, so I'm not sure exactly when it will be up. But here's a sneak peek:

Daehyun is a terrible barista.

Well, not a terrible barista as much as a terrible waiter. He makes decent coffee, it’s just the process of getting the steaming cup from the counter to the customer’s table that’s a little dicey.

Himchan’s honestly a little surprised the boy hadn’t been let go after the third time he spills Himchan’s coffee somewhere between the old record player by the back and the shelf of books by his regular spot, but Yongguk has always been a bit of a softie.

“He’s not always so clumsy,” Yongguk tells him with a grin, wiping down tables late one evening after Daehyun bids them goodnight, “You just happen to be here every time he is.”

Himchan isn’t convinced.

Yongguk’s always had a weakness for cute things, plush toys and tiny animals, and Daehyun is too much like a baby bird, with his small frame and large features, the thick framed glasses he wears all the time sometimes barely hanging off his nose as he hurriedly whips up Himchan’s Americano and dashes over to deliver it.

“I’m surprised you haven’t dressed him down like you did that waitress that spilled wine on your shirt.”

“He’s one of yours,” Himchan replies with a shrug, as if that explains his lack of irritation, “And besides, he hasn’t ruined any of my suits. Yet.”