It was freezing outside as you were running home from your now ex-boyfriends house. You walked in and saw some blonde haired wrapped around him and fled without hearing a single word from that bastards lips.

Since you were sure you might die from hypothermia if you stayed outside anymore, you decided to walk to the nearest open coffee shop. You saw one with their lights still on.

When you walked into the shop you were greeted with warmth against your cold skin. Since it was really late you were the only one there except for the barrista. He had a small face with really pretty brown eyes. Although his frame was small, he had toned biceps to fight the weak, nerd look.

"What would you like to order?" His face spread into a smile (look at picture) and you wished that you could smile but it only reminded you of all the good times you had with your ex boyfriend.

When he was taking your order you couldn't help but notice the way he was focused on each word you said not writing anything down but probably remembering it.

"Anything else?"

"Besides someone to vent to no I'm good."

"You can vent to me. I'm a good listener. Just give me a few minutes to come back with your order."

While he was getting your order you were going over the nights events and remembering seeing 'him' with that around just made you start to cry. 
"Are you okay?" He was coming back and you were a blubbering mess.

"No... He... And... Girl... Me... Boyfriend..." You couldn't even form a full sentence. You clearly didn't realize how heartbroken you actually were.

"It's okay come here." He pulled you in for a hug.

"I don't even know your name and you're letting me hug you." You turned into his chest and sobbed your heart out.

Once you had calmed down, he turned your head to face you and said
"Name's Minseok but my friends call me Xiumin."

"Thank you Xiumin-ssi"

"No, Xiumin. No -ssi it makes me sound old. I am only as old as you and you are calling me Xiumin-ssi. Sheesh."

"Thank you Xiumin." You couldn't help but smile when you said your name. He left and came back with a napkin.

"Here take this. Call me sometime." With that he left and you were confused.

"I don't have... Your number." You looked down on the napkin and noticed something in the upper right hand corner. His number was written in tiny handwriting.

The End

(This has a part 2 that I am currently working on.)