It was snowing that morning when Junmyeon arrived at work. He was late. Not that it was past seven, as he made sure to always leave early enough to not be late in case anything inconvenient happened. This time, the inconvenience was the ice covering his windshield. He’d had to go back inside to get something to scrape it off. Getting in a car accident was not something Junmyeon was very interested in doing that day. 

He made his way to the door, ready to get inside, turn on the heating and get the feeling in his cold fingers back. That library card hadn’t been the best option for scraping off the ice. 

He looked through his coat pockets for his keys, almost wondering if he forgot them in the car door. Reaching a hand out to grip the door handle, he pulled out his keys. 

The door was surprisingly soft. Almost like it also had a winter coat. Junmyeon looked up from a pair of black dress shoes, pulling his hand back and shoving it back into his pocket. 

In front of him, leaning against the door, hands shoved into his pockets and chin hidden behind a big, cozy scarf stood a man. Junmyeon didn’t recognise him at first and quickly apologised, telling him he hadn’t been paying attention as he was busy looking for his keys that sometimes liked to disappear on him. 

The man smiled from behind the scarf, telling him it was fine. He was still standing leaned against the wall. He didn’t seem like he was planning on moving out of the way anytime soon and Junmyeon raised an eyebrow, switching between looking past the man and into the coffee shop and at him. 

"Uh, excuse me? Could you let me unlock the door?" Junmyeon asked after checking his watch. It was a couple minutes past seven now and customers could start showing up anytime now. He hadn’t even gotten to heat up the place, check on all the food to see if he needed to make anything or even take off his coat and put his apron on. 

"You work here?"

"Yes. I own the place."

"Huh." He eyed him up and down. "You look like someone who could work in a coffee shop." 

Was that a compliment? Junmyeon just flashed him a small, polite smile. 

The man man stepped to the side, letting Junmyeon unlock the door and get inside, using a hand to hold the door open long enough for the man to walk in as well. 

"Have a seat," he said. "I’ll be back in a second. I just need to take my coat off. The menu’s right over there."

Junmyeon returned a few minutes later to the now lit coffee shop, coat replaced with his apron. It was still a little cold, but that would change in a little while. 

He walked over to the counter, checking the displays and seeing if they were running out of anything. "Do you want anything?" he asked, looking over at the man sitting by one of the closest tables, coat thrown over the chair beside him along with his scarf. 

He looked familiar, but Junmyeon’s couldn’t really put his finger on it. He could’ve been a customer. Maybe almost a regular. 

"What do you recommend?"

"Well.. That depends on what you want. Do you want something to drink or eat?"

"Both."

"Alright... I guess... A sandwich? Some cookies? Coffee? Hot chocolate? Tea?"

"Do you have anything as sweet as you?"

Junmyeon blinked. He looked down at the display, not sure how to respond. "Oh. I... Uh. I don’t really-." He paused, hearing the familiar bell above the door ring.

"Hey. Sorry, I’m late. I had to finish some homework." Sehun entered the coffee shop, letting the door close behind him after making sure the snow under his shoes was gone before stepping inside and getting snow everywhere. "The road is really slippery, plus there was so much traffic. One of those sports car people almost hit me as I crossed the street. The car’s parked right outside actually. Couldn’t even wait a second to let me cross the road." The student walked right through the shop, not even acknowledging the man. 

Sehun slipped into the back, returning a moment later. He paused as he noticed the man sitting by the table and glanced out the window at the car parked right outside. 

"Now, what do you want?" Junmyeon asked. "And I’d really appreciate it if you didn’t drive around almost running my coworkers over," he added. "I don’t care how sleek and cool your car is. Follow the traffic laws." Sehun looked over at him, seeming almost surprised at what he said. 

"I’ll have a coffee," the man said. "Black, to go and a little quick, please. I have places to be." He stood up, grabbing his coat and scarf. Had he just annoyed him? 

"And how about you be a bit quicker next time you cross the street. As soon as that pedestrian street light turns red, I’m driving."

Sehun looked at him for a while, or was he glaring? It was hard to tell as he always looked kind of angry. "How about you leave?" Junmyeon stayed silent, not really sure what to say in a situation like this. "Don’t you have somewhere else to be? Don’t you have people to run over with that car of yours, huh, Kim Jongin? How about you leave and never come back here again?"

Jongin.. He didn’t recognise that name, but the man did look familiar. Jongin took a few steps towards the door. "Maybe I will." He looked over at Junmyeon and looked a little less annoyed for a moment. "Goodbye. Never mind the coffee." He gave Sehun a glare before leaving, striding right over to the nice car parked outside.