a blur, everything was out of focus. he holds in his breath and the rich scent of roasted ground coffee that deliciously wafted across the room dissipated. the whole cafe was at a stop. white noise rings in his hears, senses shut off and he could only feel a slight numbness on his chest and at the tip of his fingertips. he's here again, chestnut hair like a halo on his head. slender legs clad in his favorite black ripped jeans. his-
"lu?"
-his oversized baby pink jumper on him, hugging him like a teddy. he languidly walks in.
"hello? lunar beaux!"
lunar jumps, like an adrenaline rush dying down, everything just blows at him like a strong gust of wind in a hurricane. "shit, you scared me youngho." the elder places a hand on his shoulder, warmth spreading across the spot. "stop looking at him and get to work." and he pushes the boy to the side. as if right on time, there he was. dripped in all things pure in this world, lunar really swears that he can almost make out angel wings on his back.
"good morning"
he smiles, "lavender tea please." lunar's nimble fingers rush to put in the order, repeating
'lavender tea' in a mumble. "you come here often?" he pauses, fuck. why did he have to ask that. the boy resists a giggle and nods, "yes i do."
"you come here often?" he returns back sweetly. lunar was about to melt into honey and he struggles to get the words out. "yes, yes i do."
"uh...you want milk in that, sugar, or honey?"
he shakes his head in the most virtuous manner. "i'm good, thank you."
"stop flirting!" youngho calls out and lunar blushes deeply. his skin pigmented with pink and he wished he did melt into honey.
"i'm sorry about that, i swear to god i'm not flirting with you. i just think you're really pretty and-" he realizes he just complimented him, a complete stranger that he just admired from the side. he stands there, completely embarrassed from head to toe. "i-i..."
the angel giggles hymns, "hey, it's fine. thanks, i think you're cute." he winks and gives his gratitude to youngho as he grabs his tea and walks away.
he groans and vigorously shakes lunar from side to side, "lu wake up, we have more costumers coming in later on." beaux just nods, pupils dilated. his melodic words echoing in his brain on repeat.
