"I can’t deal with him anymore, he’s sent back his order probably a million times and he wont get off of his stupid phone and pay attention and actually tell me what he wants,” Jaehyo whines, face in his hands as he half-collapses against a counter in the kitchen.

He feels like he’s about to tear out his perfectly-groomed hair in frustration when Taeil refuses to take over and sends him back out to deal with the sharp-eyed problem customer, his hands shaking beneath the tray of freshly prepared coffee and cake.

When he’s sent back to the kitchen for the trillionth time by the bleach-blond , Jaehyo completely misses the mischievous grin following after him—because obviously Zico would never not notice a hottie, but he would be a about it