vanilla milk tea.
that was the order of the orange-haired boy who came into the shop every day to sketch. he'd order at the counter, never failing to leave tip, before taking the corner seat and pulling out his worn notebook.
he came in around 2pm, when the sun shone right through the large glass windows, and simply drew for hours on end, honey brown eyes alike to the tapioca pearls glinting in the golden strands of sunlight.
he took no sugar. quite unlike the sweetness of the boy himself, jisung thought as he watched his deft hands move across the paper yet again, a small smile etched on his lips.
jisung always had a lollipop in his mouth, curled up in a hoodie and sitting sleepily in the cozy cafe. lately, he'd taken to watching the boy at the same time, admiring his concentration, and, frankly, his undeniable prettiness.
just one look at the sketching boy's smile and jisung had died a little inside, wanting only for that smile to warm him up for the rest of his life.
park jisung had always fallen for people easily.
yet when he saw the orange haired boy walk in for the first time, he was certain he must have been tripped up.
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⇒ 𝐛𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚 || 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠
Fanfiction❝ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐣𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐲. ❞ ----*ੈ✩‧₊˚｡･˚:✧｡---- ◌ in which park jisung and zhong chenle encounter each other at a bubble tea shop ◌ ┊┊┊┊ ➶ ❁۪ ｡˚ ✧ ┊┊┊✧ ⁺ ⁺ ° ┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. ｡˚ ° ...
