A Night Sky Full of Stars

Final.

Seungcheol had been working as a waiter in a particular cafe for approximately five months now but never had he got bothered this much by a certain single customer. Dressed in black parka, the male customer wore a red beanie on his head, covering most of his dark brown hair. His ripped jeans and branded sneakers somehow told Seungcheol that he was a rich kid and his young, innocent look was ruined with the furrowed brows and wrinkles that formed between them.

And not to forget, the young male customer had sat there, alone, for thirty minutes with a cup of coffee which had been refilled four times in a row. Yet, he was asking for another refill as if it seemed normal. Seungcheol knew he should be giving the petite guy his coffee, but instead of telling Jisoo to make him the ordered beverage, he told the barista to make a glass of orange juice.

Seungcheol debated with himself as he laid his hand on the glass. Staring down at the orange juice, he wondered if he really should be concerned about how much caffeine the petite guy had been taking in. Before long, the barista waved his hand in front of Seungcheol's face, pulling the waiter back to the reality.

"Are you okay?" Jisoo asked with a worried look on his face.

Seungcheol quickly averted his eyes on Jisoo and arched his brows in some astonishment. "Oh..I'm fine. Really."

"Okay.. Hurry up and give that orange juice to the customer before he opens his mouth and complains."

Seungcheol merely wore a fake smile at the handsome barista. Well, that customer would be complaining after all because he got him the wrong order. Striding tardily towards the mentioned guy, Seungcheol was hesitant to give him the orange juice. Because he looked quite moody at the moment and Seungcheol wondered if he had just dug his own grave.

In the end, the taller one stood still across him and put down the glass on the table.

As expected, Seungcheol noticed the change in the guy's look.

"Didn't I order for a cup of coffee?" he asked, shooting a sharp gaze at Seungcheol.

Seungcheol put his hands at the back, hummed, and later on, grinned at the exasperated guy like an idiot.

"I'm not here to see you grinning at me, stupid."

Slightly offended by the saucy remark from him, Seungcheol's grin died automatically. However, that remark didn't turn off his spirit yet.

"Give me my coffee. Now."

"But you're taking too much caffeine already," Seungcheol said, speaking out his concern.

An audible sigh escaped from his lips as he heard Seungcheol's reply. He glanced at the orange juice briskly, rolled his eyes in annoyance, and fixed his gaze on Seungcheol again. "Do I look like I care?"

"Nope. I'm just helping you and as far as I know, too much caffeine can lead to anxiety and depression."

The sanguine look on Seungcheol's face irked the other even more. "Are you showing off your intelligence at me or what? Just give me my coffee already!"

"If you're having a bad day, I suggest you to drink orange juice instead of coffee. Because you already had drunk four cups and I'm sure you knew that coffee is costly than a glass of orange juice." And with that, Seungcheol ended his short lecture with a smile.

The petite guy snorted in exasperation, took off his beanie, and grabbed his hair. Before long, he stood up, lifted his head to meet the taller guy's gaze and sent off a death glare. He then poked Seungcheol's chest with his slender, little index finger continuously while saying, "People who act smart but in reality isn't, like you, is the ultimate reason for my bad day and stop looking at me like that. I am much stronger than you ever know."