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 “You don’t sweat much for a fat chick.”

“Wait what excuse me but I’m not f-“

“You owe me a drink.”

“Since whe-“

“Because you’re so ugly I dropped mine when I saw you.”

“What the-“

“Is stalking still cute?”

“No it’s hell of creep-“

“Because I stalk you every night when you sleep.”

“WHAT THE F-“

“You know what’s on the menu?”

“OF COURSE I’VE BEE-“

“Me-n-u.”

Baekhyun chose to be silent, staring with confusion clearly written all over his face before he nodded slowly.

“Right… Ok, that’s it, I don’t have all the time in the world to entertain you. And your order would be, sir?”

“A slice of blackforest flavored cake,  which has to be as sweet as you are, and a glass of caramel latte, which has to be made to perfection, just like you are, AND a side of Baek-on, made as sizzling hot as you are.”

“… All your orders will be brought to your shortly, please relax while you wait.”

Baekhyun strode off, taking big, quick steps into the kitchen.

That man was creepy, as as hell of creepy.

Chanyeol sighed as he eyed the other, resting his chin on his palm with a dreamy smile printed on his face.

“Do you have any idea how gay and creepy you look right now?”

Chanyeol rolled his eyes, sitting back up right and shooting a glare at Jongdae.

“Shut up troll face, it’s not as if you’re not all gay yourself.”

“Well you don’t see me staring at someone with creep written all over my face.”

Joonmyun sighed, patting Chanyeol on the head and shaking his head.

“It’s just love, young love.”

“Shut up oldie.”

“WATCH YOUR MOUTH PEASANT. I’M NOT OLD.”

“Says the old one.”

“Oh just shut up already.”

“We won’t, now run along and go tell folktales to little kids.” Jongdae snickered, immediately dodging a flying spoon after.

“I’m warning you Jongdae.”

“Well you see, I won’t shut up you know, unless you grow some young balls and talk to that cute cashier over there PROPERLY, it’s not so hard hm?”

Joonmyun scoffed, flipping his hair with a smile.

“Of course.”

Jongdae gagged, shooting a weird look at Joonmyun.

“So gay.”

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Yixing stared at the male in front of him blankly, hands kept neatly placed on the table.

“Hey there cutie.”

“Oh… it’s you again.”

“Oh so you remember me hm?”

“Yeah, the guy who keeps paying me big bucks, and then tells me to keep an average of 45 bucks change.”

“It’s for tip.”

“Tip?”

“Oh wait I didn-“

“Just order.”

“Erm, a bottle of water please.”

With a nod, Yixing handed Joonmyun his order.

“$1 please.”

Joonmyun reached out, grinning as Yixing took his bill.

“Keep the change.”

“Wait this is a $50-“

Yixing stood behind the counter, dumbfounded once again as he watched Joonmyun stroll back to his table.

He frowned, shifting his gaze to the cash register, trying to process what just happened.

He just never fails to get lost so quickly.

There’s only one solution.

He needs chocolate.

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“GET OUTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!”

The group turned to the source of the sound, only to find Yixing stumbling out of the kitchen, with a very angry looking Kyungsoo stomping behind.

“I-I’m sorry-“

“HOW MANY TIMES DO YOU NEED ME TO TELL YOU THAT THE ING BARS ARE ON THE TOP SHELF?!?!”

“I checked and I didn’t see-“

“HOW CAN YOU NOT OH MY HEAVENS YIXING YOU CAN MAKE ME GO CRAZY.”

“I’m really so-“

Kyungsoo took a deep breath, nodding.

“It’s ok, it’s ok, it’s fine yup.”

Yixing pouted, watching Kyungsoo disappear behind the doors.

Back at the table, a soft hum could be heard.

The other five slowly turned to that one latter who was too busy staring at the kitchen doors to care about the other going on around him.

Sehun shook his head, giving Jongin a smack on the head.

“Knock it off, he’s gone.”

With an annoyed hiss, Jongin shot a glare towards sehun.

“It seems like that, but he’s scent is still lingering.”

“That’s disgusting Jongin.”

“Shush, it’s love.”

“More like obsession.” Kris added, crossing his arms and leaning back in his seat.

“Oh shush -faced, go hug your plushie, boy.”

Kris frowned, slowly reaching out for the bottle.

“What was that?”

Jongin gave out a nervous chuckle, slowly scooting away.

“Nothing nothing.”

“Please tell me how unmanly I am, go on.”

“WAIT WAIT, before we assume anything, why not you prove your manliness huh? Let’s make this fun.”

The whole table kept silent, awaiting Kris’ reply.

Kris stood up, a smirk planted on his face.

“Well then, I’ll woo someone here. Manly enough huh?”

The table hummed and nodded in approval, all agreeing to the idea.

“Well then, I'll just go with my favourite staff right there.”

He tilted his head towards the direction of none other than the café’s hostess, standing next to the door, looking as intimidating as ever.

Everyone gaped, looking at him in disbelief.

“You mad?”

“Are you serious?”

“You’re going to be beaten up I tell you.”

“He’s tough.”

“He’s made of steel like .”

“You’re going to have a ing wushu stick stuck up your I tell you.”

“He knows wushu.”

“You’re going to ing die I tell you.”

Kris sighed, aiming before releasing the bottle, watching as it hit Jongdae square in the face.

“Thank you, you good for nothing .”

Jongdae groaned, waving his hand.

“It’s nothing sweet love.”

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With a tired sigh and a cluck of his tongue, Tao stood lazily by the door, watching as people rushed by.

Being the hostess was boring, but it was the easiest.

He liked it anyway, not having to deal with annoying customers all the time.

He was close, so close to being in a positive mood, when a tall -faced male came along.

“Hey there beautiful-“

It didn't even take 5 seconds for Kris to be sent collasping onto the ground, groaning and in pain.

Tao tilted his head, an eyebrow arched.

“How may I help you?”

Kris shot him a look before gesturing to the state he was in.

“What do you think?!”

“Hm well let’s see, you have arms and legs and hopefully a brain so I suppose you can pick yourself up.”

Kris gaped, shock printed on his face.

“What the fu-“

“State your business.”

Kris shook his head, getting up and dusting his jeans.

“Well apparently, I have to woo you. So can you just help me out and-“

“No.”

“What why come on I said I was sorry-“

“No.”

“IT WAS JUST A ING BAG. IT'S BEEN MONTHS.”

“MONTHS OF SUFFERING, AND THIS BAG YOU SPEAK OF IS GUCCI, G.U.C.C.I. LIMITED!!!!”

“THAT’S JUST A BRAND.”

“EXCUSE ME?! YOU SPILLED CHEAP NOODLES, ON MY LIMITED EDITION GUCCI BABY, IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET. I STILL REMEMBER THIS PATHETIC FACE OF YOURS.”

“Ok look, I don’t want to argue with you ok? Just pretend to be wooed by my awesomeness and-“

“ NO YOU.OWE.ME.A.GUCCI.BAG.”

“URGH YOU’RE SO ANNOYING WITH YOUR ING GUCCI BAG.”

“THEN OFF TOGETHER WITH YOUR FACE, .”

“WHY YOU-“

“Hey.”

Both stopped their argument, turning around to face the ones who stopped them.

Sehun stared back blankly before heaving a sigh.

“You done arguing? Or are you waiting for your to be fractured?”

Kris parted his lips, about to protest when Sehun dragged him off.

Tao scowled towards Kris before turning to Luhan.

“And you stopped me because?”

“I didn’t want to clean up the mess after your murder, of course. I am after all, in charge of clearing up.”

Tao chuckled.

“Should have known.”

Luhan gave him a cheeky grin, before chirping.

“Hey you know the guy who came by earlier and then dragged Kris away?”

With a nod, Tao rolled his eye.

“Yeah yeah I know…”

“HE’S SO CUTE OH MY GLITTERS IT JUST HAS TO BE LOVE~”

“Oh my god Luhan stop please all your fluffy love germs are spreading to me, urgh it’s disgusting.”

“Oh shush, you love me.”

“Just shut up already, I have yet to kill you.”

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Kris plopped down on his seat, grumbling about how Tao was an annoying bratty .

Jongdae heaved a sigh, shaking his head as he reached out to grab Kris’ coffee.

“And what do you think you are doing, with MY coffee?”

The latter simply shot him an innocent smile, grabbing a spoon full of content from the sugar bowl to Kris’ cup.

“Just to sweeten you down.”

He gave the drink a good stir before handing the glass over to Kris who took it hesitantly.

Cautiously observing Jongdae for any sense of trickery, which there was none, Kris gave a nod of approval, taking a huge sip from the glass.

It didn’t take a second for the drink to come spurting onto the table, with the sound of Jongdae’s horrendous laughter echoing throughout the café.

“THE JONGDAE?! SALT?! YOU ARE SO DEAD WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOUR -“

“HEY CALM DOWN DON’T KILL-“

“SHUT UP OLDIE.”

“WHAT YOU-“

“GUYS STOP.”

“OH SHUSH TAN MAN.”

“WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?!”

“HEY HEY HEY.”

“PLEASE LISP BOY DON’T TALK.”

“WHAT?! I DO NOT HAVE LITHP YOU ATHTH!!!”

“AHA YOU HEAR THAT?!”

“OH COME ON DON’T LEAVE ME OUT OF THIS!!!”

“SHUT IT TWITCH CREEP.”

“WHAT THAT HURT.”

“STOP BEING SO GAY.”

“URGH YOU ANNOY ME SO MUCH-“

“Excuse me is there something wrong here?”

All 6 of the maniacs whipped their heads to the small sized waiter, who in return blinked at them.

“Erm… Is there a... problem?”

“Oh nonono, not at all.”

All of them took their seats, arranging their clothes and clearing their throats.

Jongdae leaned towards his side, supporting his chin with his palm as he stared at the petite waiter.

“You’re cute.”

Minseok blinked before flashing a bright smile.

“Oh why thank you.”

“Hm… knock knock.”

With a deep frown of confusion, Minseok replied slowly.

“Who’s…. there?”

“Kim Jongdae.”

“Kim Jongdae, who?”

“Kim Jongdae, your prince charming and your future.”

The waiter simply stared at Jongdae, trying to process what he just heard.

“Oh… o…k then if there isn’t anything else I’ll get going now.”

Without a second to think, Minseok was seen scurrying off, probably to hide the faint blush on his cheeks.

It wasn’t often for him to be hit on.

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“Great work Jongdae, you scared your prey away.”

“Oh shut up Chanyeol, you failed too, badly.”

“Well Jongin and Kris didn’t get a good chance either.”

"Kris seems to have a good one though, they know each other, but in a not so good way."

"For a stupid Gucci bag I tell you, HOW PATHETIC IS THAT?!"

“Well Suho didn't get a good go too, poor guy you.”

“Hey hey, talk about Sehun, he didn’t even make a move.”

“I don’t even have anyone to do it on.”

All fingers were pointed towards the café’s busboy, who was busy wiping the table next to theirs.

“Oh really now little boy?” Jongin asked, an eyebrow raised.

“Well about that-“

“I EXPECT YOU TO MAKE A MOVE IMMEDIATELY!!!” Jongdae exclaimed, snapping his fingers.

“WHAT NO WAY I HAVENT EVEN-“

“OH STOP SHOUTING YOU TWO!!!” Joonmyun groaned, rubbing on his temples

“LOOK WHO’S SHOUTING NOW!!”

“I AM NOT SHOUTING I AM RAISING MY VOICE.”

“WHATS THE DIFFERENCE?!”

“YOU PEOPLE ARE ANNOYING!!!”

“HEY DON’T LEAVE ME OUT AGAIN!!!”

“URGHHHH SOMEONE REMIND ME WHY WE ARE FRIENDS.”

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Second chapter, BRING ON THE ATTACKS OAO 

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