Pretend - Beomjun

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"Hi hyung! The usual?"
"Please"
"Coming right up!"

University life is busy, and so was Choi Yeonjun. Not because of his college solely though, a sophomore like him was still having some fun while it lasted, and that was exactly what he was doing. He went to his campus on foot with his ears plugged, backpack swinging from his left shoulder looking packed, attending his classes on time, eating more proteins and vitamins ("Yeonjunie, if you come home losing weight again, Ma will be mad! Take care of yourself more, you look like a skeleton now!" "I promise I'll eat more!" "You said that too the last time you came here!"), go to his dance class with his high school friends and some high school kids he barely even know.

Life was good. Or so he would say.

Today though, it was oddly hot and unenjoyable, and everywhere he went he would be greeted with forced smile or stern face. It might be the fact that his professors started to collect their assignments for first half of the year and even though he had done every single one of them at least 3 weeks prior to deadline, he could still feel his sweat warming up his palms. Which he later figured out it might just be his need of caffeine.

So he did what anyone would do when they need caffeine - get coffee.

His favorite coffee shop was just across the street to the left of his university, which was a huge blessing to many pupils in the academy. Not only their coffees were delicious, but they had pastries so sweet Yeonjun swore the only ingredients were sugar and some pastry flakes.

Oh and don't forget cute people. Cute people everywhere.

It was a great hangout place for students to just get coffee and talk, but also a hotspot for people who just wanted to witness beautiful people dressed a little more fancy than your typical underdressed pupils. And cute baristas.

One of Yeonjun's favorite baristas was also a sophomore who Yeonjun swore could pass as a model. He was tall, beautiful, had cute dimples on both of his soft squishy cheeks, his skin pale and soft like snow alongside his beautiful mop of black hair. If Yeonjun was not so busy with his own life he would totally ask him out. Speaking of said barista...

"Hyung here! Today it's on the house!" he put the tall iced americano cup on the table, and though you could debate with Yeonjun that it was no special order, he would tell you how precise and perfect the sugar and ice was measured and the special memory it held in Yeonjun's heart.

"You're in a good mood today, Binnie. What happened?" Yeonjun tore the wrapper from his straw and poked it through the lid hold.

"No particular reason! I just feel like something good is gonna happen today" Ah there it is, that toothy smile and crinkled eyes. Yeonjun swore he could hear someone cooed from the corner of the shop, probably one of his loyal fans. Yes, Soobin or Binnie had fans coming to his coffee, and he was only a barista at your local coffee shop.

"Well good luck with that, dude" and with that, he migrated to his favorite seat, which was the corner of the shop. For a person who did not like to interact with other people it was a very good place to observe the shop and yet it was so shrouded, which in Yeonjun's dictionary was exactly perfect.

However today the place did not seem very concealed as usual.

Someone was already in his spot.

Someone very attractive.

A guy dressed too formal for a coffee break, red satin shirt tucked neatly in his tightly hugged pants was already present, occupying one of the seats at his table typing away on his laptop. Yeonjun couldn't see his face but judging from his curly blond lock he seemed really beautiful. If it was a fine day he would totally fall for that.