Title: Sweet Shop Escapades

Pairing: Baekyeol

Genre: Fluff

Length: 2k +

This guy’s been back every 1pm for the past four days. It’s not that weird really, except that on my day off he apparently walked in and when he saw it wasn’t me, turned around and walked straight back out again. I think I should entertain the possibility of him being a stalker. I know I should be cautious – “It could be anyone, even your closest friend” they say, but…well, this guy looks neither malicious nor obsessive. Plus, I don’t like to think badly of people; especially strangers.  Never judge a book by its cover and all that.

                   Anyway, the guy. He’s actually rather good looking if I do say so: mid-length brownie-blond hair; mid-height and mid-way between puppy cute and bloody gorgeous. Even if he does turn out to be a stalker, do you know, I probably wouldn’t care. He most likely thinks I’m mad anyway. I heard him muttering on his way out of the shop one time, he said something along the lines of “…obviously eats all the sweets, people don’t smile like that without sugar-rush.” To be totally honest, I couldn’t decide whether to take it as a compliment or be rather insulted. I have to put on a happy face for the customers right? Not that I’m faking – I’m happy anyway. I even got the nickname ‘Happy Virus’ as proof.

                   Besides, what probably scared him was the fact that my eye twitches when I get excited and I clap like some sort of bloody seal. I would have thought that it had scared him off but no, he was back the next day, one o’clock sharp.

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It’s been two weeks now and the guy is starting to act strange. I think he likes me. Either that or something is going on at home for him…Haha! Listen to me! I sound like a shrink!

Nah, I just don’t want to guess wrong and sound pretentious or full of myself. But all the signs are pointing towards him having a crush and I’m pretty sure he wasn’t stuttering because of the intimidatingly large range of sweets we sell.

                   He’s started looking at me all the time; like, he did that before but now he does it all the time and it’s kind of disconcerting but I’ll forgive him because he’s attractive. Wow, that sounds kinda shallow. Ah well, it’s true. He nearly walked into a shelf the next day too. Actually more like nearly fell into it. He tripped over his own feet. I mean yeah, I – the king of clumsy – shouldn’t be criticising others for being a little careless but if you’d seen this kid you would know what I mean. He looks so freaking graceful and totally not the type to be stupidly tripping over air, y’know?

                   *sigh* I really don’t know what to do. I think I should start a conversation with him because he obviously can’t do it. But I just don’t know what to say, should I just ask him if he wants to be my friend? I think we’re the same age so it shouldn’t be too much of a burden. Actually, if he’s the same age as me shouldn’t I have seen him around college? That’s very bizarre. Well, no it’s not really because he might not go to my college, or he might not go to college at all. If that is the case then I wonder what his job is…hmm. What if he’s a super rich young CEO? But what if he’s a bin-man? Now I’m going to be pondering that for the next few weeks. At least now I have a plausible way to start a conversation with the guy.

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Okay, it’s one o’clock. Where is he?

He should be here by now. I’m getting a little worried. I wonder if he has an extremely important board meeting that he completely had to attend, you know, being the CEO and all. Or maybe he fell into a bin... I hope not! Do you think I’m overreacting? It’s only 1:02pm. He might just be stuck in traffic. Does he even drive? Let’s wait a bit longer. Besides, he doesn’t have to come to this sweet shop every day. He’s not my boyfriend…

Well now my hopes are up.                                         When did that happen?

Alright, considering I now know and am accepting that I have a crush on my extremely cute customer, I think that ten past one is time to worry. Shush okay? It’s acceptable because I like him.

                   Alright, I’m getting really concerned now, it’s one twent- hang on. Is that…? I think he’s outside. I think he’s pacing. Actually, he looks kinda nervous. NO WAY! I must have been right! He really is coming to confess to me? Aaaaaah, I’m really happy now. Ugh, my legs are weak. I wonder how he’ll say it, will he be nervous? Will he gather himself together outside, stride in here and be all sassy? Will he barge in and just grab my collar and drag me half over the counter for a super steamy kiss? Will- hold on, I think I’m getting a bit carried away here. I’m glad he still hasn’t plucked up the courage to come in and confess to me yet – if he’s confessing to me that is – I must have looked like a right sight just now, staring dazedly into space with my head on my hands like a teenage school girl! I’m totally not gonna be mistaken for a school girl, but to be honest, I don’t think I could. My voice would give me away. The guy could pass for one though. He’s so feminine and cute; I could just imagine him in a dress, and under the dress…NO! Stop those thoughts right there Park Chanyeol, you look like a school girl again and we’ve already been through this once, you’re too manly. Also you’re no ert…although now I know my kink.

                   Jeez, when is the guy going to come in…I’m so bored now, and I’m going out of my mind talking to myself. Actually, I’ve always talked to myself – I’m doing it right now. Huh. Oh well. Where’s the guuuuuy? I’ll just pout until he appears. He’s not even outside anymore.

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Well, I checked the CCTV at the end of the day and I found the most astonishing thing. You know, it was the guy! I’m so embarrassed. While I was daydreaming about the guy, the guy himself came in and he kinda pretended to look at sweets for a while and then I saw his mouth moving – the CCTV has no sound, the manager is too poor, even I am underpaid - and he turned around but I didn’t even realise he was there – I was too busy daydreaming about him so he kinda just looked at my face and was deliberating whether to snap me out of it  - well, I’m assuming that’s what he was thinking - but then he bottled out – he shook his head and literally ran out of the shop and then I snapped out of the daydream and blushed making me even more pathetic and school-girly but that’s not what we’re talking about here!

                   I can’t believe I missed this opportunity with the guy! I’m so stupid. Well I hope he comes back today because this time I won’t daydream. This time I’ll tell him what’s what! I’ll…holy cow, he’s here. He’s in the shop, he’s at the counter, and he’s - buying chocolate. “Just this please.” I’m staying silent. No way do I trust this voice of mine, although I really should speak because then he’ll know I’m not a girl. Because my voice gives me away. I really should give him his change; he gave me loads of money today and...Oooh, our fingers touched! It was magical…Oh Lord I’m pretty sure I have hearts in my eyes at this point, ugh I’m so pathetic.

                   Hang on, he’s leaving the shop! I can’t let him leave! “I’m sorry I was daydreaming yesterday; don’t feel too offended though, it was about you.” WHY DID I SAY THAT? Why am I stupid? Why…Ouch. Why did I just bash my head on the counter? Alright, well at least he’s come back now. Hang on, he just gigged. Jeez, that was the cutest thing in the wor-shush now brain, he’s saying something – “...’s okay. Um…” it’s taking him a while to pluck up his courage, though he seems to keep it hidden in his shoes ‘cause that’s where he’s looking right now. “…I was just going to say…that I really like you and, um, I know you don’t know me but I just wanted to tell you. Because I like you. Um. Yeah, that’s it.” Before I can think of anything else to say he’s gone.

                   I can’t suppress this sigh. It’s like a yawn. You can’t suppress a yawn. Oh no. He’s left his chocolates. These are the expensive kind as well, and my favourite…maybe if I just…No Chanyeol! You can’t just eat somebody else’s chocolate! That reminds me. NO! Before it’s too late, I need to give them back! “WAIT, GUY!” Okay this will be painful. Running is really not my thing. I must look like an idiot, trying to sprint down the street waving a box of expensive chocolates above my head. Really now. What has become of my pride? “GUY!” And yet I still insist on shouting and drawing more attention to myself. I don’t even know his name yet. I’m being very rude, and I’m getting a lot of unwanted heads turning to stare and glare at me. Anyway, the guy is gone so now I’m just gonna have to walk all the way back to the shop and put these chocolates under the counter and try not to eat them and hope he comes back tomorrow and I hope he didn’t think confessing to me was too embarrassing, I mean, I never even got chance to say my piece! How unfair, now he doesn’t know I like him back. I want that counter kiss! Ugh, walking back is taking forever, and all the people are giving me dirty looks…what is my life.

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The guy is browsing the sweets in sunglasses and a beanie. Did he think that I wouldn’t be able to recognise him? I need to tell him that I want to go out with him, but he’s just not looking at me. Oh yeah! I need to give him back the chocolates, though I think some of them have melted by now because there’s a radiator under the counter where I put them and I forgot it was there. Oops.

                   Alright Chanyeol, just do it. You already know he likes you so you’re not going to get turned down! Okay, let’s do this! “Ahem” Come on, is that the best I can do? Clear my throat? I’m pathetic. Well, at least the guy is looking at me. “I’m sorry I really need to know your name because I can’t keep calling you ‘Guy’, that’s extremely rude!” I have the strongest urge to face palm right now, that was super awkward. “Um, it’s Baekhyun, Byun Baekhyun.” Wow, finally a real name to give him. It’s so pretty…Baekhyun. B.a.e.k.h.y.u…oh yeah! “Oh, I’m sorry; I’m Park Chanyeol and you left your chocolates here yesterday.” Baekhyun looks hugely embarrassed that I’m holding them out to him. Is there something on my face? “I, well…I mean – I meant to leave them here.” I must be looking pretty blank right now as he gauges my reaction because he’s continuing, “for you.”

oh  

                    Oh

                                            OH

                                                               OH

“They’re…for me?” He’s just nodding. All of a sudden my heart is bursting. I feel like flying, or…or…dragging him over the counter for a steamy kiss. So I will! Wow, his lips are so soft, why didn’t I do this earlier? It’s not very steamy because I’m awkward and he’s shy – we’re not even moving our lips - but it’s a kiss all the same. After he stands back he looks very shocked. “I want to go out with you. Saturday? And thank you for the chocolates even though I ran down the street to give them back to you. The locals hate me now.” He’s just chuckling, and now he’s walking round the counter and kissing me again. That first one must’ve given him a bit of confidence. I’ve definitely made the right decision.  

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a/n: Hello again.

This one took a while. It's not supposed to sound intelligent because Chanyeol (in this not in real life) is a simpe soul. Bless his cottie socks :3

Anyway, as always, comments and everything else are appreciated ^^ 

I love you guys. I wouldn't say it if I didn't!

See you in the next one ^^                                                             much love xox