Baekhyun likes listening to Frank Ocean, Pink Sweat, Maroon 5 and Cigarettes After . He has a habit of his parched lips a little too frequently and piercing straight through people with his ice-cold gaze. You like listening to Daniel Ceaser, The Bonfyre, Shy Martin and Ruel. You tell yourself that you’re too absorbed in work to let yourself cry into your pillow over something as useless as a boy. Yet here you are, you’re attracted. You can’t help but be drawn to his icy interior as you feel yourself gravitating closer to him. On this humid summer day, Baekhyun walks through the doors of the cafe you work at, clad in a leather jacket and his black ripped jeans. You think he’s insane, or rather about to die of a heat at any given moment. Baekhyun waves a rather annoyed hand in your face as you break your stare to meet his annoyed gaze.

“Can I help you?” you question, not being able to stop your eyebrow from quirking up.

“Aren’t you supposed to take my order?” impatience clear in his voice and his actions. Baekhyun was tapping his foot on the wooden floor of the cafe, clearly in a rush. How could such an attractive boy carry around an attitude like that? It puzzled you. Maybe his looks had gotten to his brain, or maybe it was the heat under that leather jacket that seemed to hug him in all the right places.

You snapped out of your daze.

“Fine, what can I get for you?” you asked, voice just as snappy as the attitude you had received from the taller.

“Iced Americano” he quickly says, setting down a five on the counter. He gives you his name as you quickly punch his order into the computer. As you moved to make his coffee you could feel his piercing eyes boring into your back yet you chose not to pay Baekhyun any attention. Handing said boy his coffee you don’t say much other than the rehearsed lines for customer service. For a second his eyes meet yours, a flash of apology hinting in his chocolate brown eyes. Cute, you think.

He storms out the front door with his order, slipping into his car that hurriedly leaves from the side of the road. Baekhyun’s car was a sleek, two-seater sports car. It suited his appearance in your opinion.

The remainder of your day was uneventful, no one could manage to top the aura that Baekhyun admitted. As much as you hated to admit it you couldn’t stop the thought of from crossing your mind. It had occurred to you at one point or another that no way could a stranger like that manage to occupy your thoughts. He was exactly the type that you’d normally resent with your entire heart. Here you were though, mind barely focusing on your job as you rested your chin on the handle of your mop.

With a quick kick from your coworker, the mop gave out from beneath you. Closing your eyes you braced yourself for the harsh contact with the floor, but it never happened. You open your eyes, unsuspecting of the sight in front of you, or rather the person who just so happens to have his arms wrapped around your waist. You stare into his eyes, the same chocolate brown ones from this morning. They mesmerized you.

Quickly getting up, you smoothed down your apron while muttering a small thanks and coughing slightly to avoid the tension.

“You’re back,” you say, silently groaning that you stated the obvious. Of course, he’s back that’s why he’s in front of you right now. 

“You’re right” he responds with an airy chuckle. An awkward silence fills the air for a moment and you wished the floor would swallow you whole. Not that it hadn’t tried to when your coworker “came for your neck” as you put it.

You give him a curt nod, not knowing what to say anymore. You look up at Baekhyun through your lashes when you were sure he wasn’t looking, his soft voice didn’t suit the strong aura he emitted. The soft tones were like honey to your ears but never in a million years would you admit that even if it meant taking that thought to the grave. The boy in front of you had seemed so indifferent from the one you encountered during the early hours of the day. He was still wearing that stupid leather jacket, despite the sun still shining in an unforgiving manner. Yet he seemed somewhat softer, his guard not as strong as what you had seen bursting through the front door.

Neither of you spoke as his eyes scanned over the cafe’s never-ending menu. Your gaze shifted back to his face. The ladder’s hair fell so effortlessly on his forehead. It was messy, but somehow it looked just right where it fell. You felt a need to reach up and fluff up his hair but decided against the idea. Quickly you shook the thought from your head. You barely knew him, what were you thinking?

“Sorry about earlier.. with the attitude and all...” he trails off, voice barely above a whisper.

“Earlier...” you ponder. Then it hits you. Baekhyun’s first impression wasn’t the best and you figured that’s what he was apologizing for.

“It’s fine, I didn’t think much of it anyways.” you purse your lips. If that wasn’t the biggest lie you’d ever told you didn’t know what could top it.

Baekhyun simply nods, acknowledging the fact that his apology hadn’t gone rejected by you. He settles on ordering another Americano despite looking over the menu for what seemed like an eternity. Again you can feel his eyes following every movement you make as soon as you turn to make his coffee. He’s a strange one you decide. You go home that night thinking about Baekhyun and his strange antics.

The next morning it’s no surprise to you that you’re the first one at the cafe, once again on an opening shift. The warmth from the rays of sun embraced you through the windows of the shop. If you hadn’t needed to get to cleaning you were sure you’d fall asleep on the spot. After tidying up a few more items, you flipped the sign from closed to open with a content smile on your face. Not even moments later the bell on the door rings signaling that your first customer of the day had arrived. The grin on your face quickly dropped as your mouth formed an “o”.

To your surprise (and maybe delight) it was Baekhyun. He was wearing that damned jacket again and you couldn’t help but snort at his choice of clothes. No change in him really. He places his order and unironically, it’s another Americano. You chuckle to yourself as you should’ve known by now considering his three consecutive orders and lack of change.

“Not in a hurry today I see” you tease, trying to make small talk with the boy. He laughs, a smile reaching up to his eyes. He looked equally as good today and you had to give him the credit for it. His previously curled locks had been styled up in the comma hairstyle.

“Didn’t wake up late so you can assume I won’t be breaking the hinges on your doors today.” he retorts, reliving the moment he threw the door open, eyes wide, out of breath and ready to go off on anything in sight.

At that statement, you can’t help but laugh. You couldn’t help but think his outer appearance was straying further and further away from his personality.

Handing him his coffee you shoo him away, telling him that he shouldn’t risk being late this time around too.

This doesn’t come without protest from Baekhyun however. He insists that he woke up early and there’ll be no issue with him arriving late at work. With his statement your eyebrow raised, clearly asking him to elaborate.

“If there’s absolutely no issue with you arriving late then what was with giving me the attitude yesterday, mister, mister...” your voice getting quieter at the realization that you, in fact, did not know his surname.

“Byun,” he says, smirking as he watches your attitude drain from the tone of your voice.

Baekhyun leans in, hand tucking a loose strand of hair from behind your ear.

“It’s not a problem anymore because I’d rather stay in your company, babe.”

At the mention of the word babe, your face flushes an uncontrollable shade of red. This wasn’t going how you planned it too. Nowhere in this mornings agenda did you expect a smug look on Baekhyun’s face as he so blatantly flirted with you.

Before you knew it Baekhyun was making his way out the cafe doors, but that wasn’t before he could shoot you a quick wink accustomed with a snarky “See you later baby girl!”.  

You couldn’t help the groan that escaped from between your lips. Who the hell did Byun Baekhyun think he was?

Hours later your question was answered. Speaking of the devil himself, here he was. Your eyes practically quivered as you saw said boy walk up to the cash register. You couldn’t help but scrunch your face in distaste.

“Tired of me already pumpkin?” Baekhyun giggled, a small pout playing on his lips. You swore the man would never run out of nicknames for you if he continued at this rate.

“What do you want now?” you asked, putting on the act that you didn’t want him around.

“Mhm, choose for me y/n” he smiled softly. You open your mouth to ask him how he knows your name but you quickly shut up when you notice the presence of your name tag.

“How about you don’t down your second cup of coffee in four hours and switch to a smoothie for once” you suggest, half playful and half serious at the same time. Baekhyun seemed like his body ran on caffeine. He nods in agreement, clearly accepting your proposal.

“Do you like pomegranate?” you query. Baekhyun’s face scrunches up and you immediately take that as a no.

“Mango?” you continue. His face lights up and you can tell that you’ve hit the ball into the ballpark. Mango it was.

Baekhyun quickly pays and stands by the blenders in hopes of getting a better glimpse of you. You notice him take a piece of chewing gum out of his pocket, using the wrapper to scribble something down. When you hand him his mango smoothie he slips the gum wrapper into your hands rather hastily. You don’t open it quite yet.

“Call me soon cutie!” Baekhyun shouts not so subtly as he makes his way out the door again. Your cheeks heat up at the sudden attention that was thrown your way. Carefully you unfolded the wrapper to reveal Baekhyun’s messy handwriting. He had scribbled his number down in a rush with an excessive amount of smiley faces right next to it. You chuckle, noting that you might just shoot him a text after your shift ended.

A few hours later you find yourself sitting in your couch, lounging in your favorite pajama shorts and an oversized tee. You had been debating over whether or not to shoot Baekhyun a text for the past two hours. With a sigh, you pull your phone out deciding that it couldn’t hurt that much to get to know him.

“Is this Baekhyun’s number?” - y/n

Immediately after your phone pings and you just know that it’s him.

“No, I’m afraid this is the rejection hotline” - Baekhyun

You frown at the response you receive but can’t help but giggle at his sense of humor. Baekhyun was really something special.

“Darn, guess I’ll try again next time” - y/n

That’d get him.

“ NO WAIT COME BACK I WAS JOKING” - Baekhyun

You can’t help but burst out laughing, he resembled a puppy in so many ways and it made your heart ache in a weird way.

“Damn baby girl, leave me on reading like that, it’s fine I’m not hurt or anything” - Baekhyun

You roll your eyes, he’s back at it again with the sappy pet names. Deep down you know you’re slightly affected by it though. Just slightly,

“So what’d you give me your number for” - y/n

“Because I want to get to know you better buttercup” - Baekhyun

You gag internally and perhaps externally too. He was practically the walking equivalent of honey and you didn’t know whether to get used to it or step away.

“Anyways, since I want to get to know you better, would you be down for dinner this Friday?” - Baekhyun

Your first instinct was to look for excuses out of his question. However, when you looked back at your life, you realized you were pretty damn lonely and decided that he couldn’t be too much tolerate for one afternoon.

“Where at?” y/n

“Maybe Dominic? If you don’t mind that is” - Baekhyun

Your eyes widened. Dominic was one of the most well-known restaurants in the city. Baekhyun must’ve been out of his mind.

“You can’t be serious—“ y/n

Much to your horror and his delight, he was serious.

“I’m glad you agreed because I already made reservations for two. See you then babe ;)” - Baekhyun

That stupid winky face. It tormented you. You knew Baekhyun seemed full of ambitions but this was a new level that you’d never seen in your life.