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It took you a few seconds before realizing that the person in front of you was absolutely not Jisoo.

Of course, it wouldn't be Jisoo. Why would he put coffee in your drink when he knew about your situation?

Instead of your usual barista, a boy wearing a winsome smile on his lips was standing on the other side of the counter.

His long blonde hair was tied just above the nape of his neck and some strands were purposely left falling on the side of his face.

They were playfully brought out of his eyesight in a casual yet attractive way. The boy was gesticulating coyly in front of the other customers before noticing you were still standing there with an empty face.

His lips stretched into an angelic grin as he was trying to figure out what you needed.

"Is everything okay Miss?"

His big expectant eyes were staring into yours with such a depth that you felt like he could see through you. In your whole life, you realized you have never seen such a beautiful being.

It was still confusing that he had such charming feminine features but looking down, you could see a man's build.

A hot man.

Projecting yourself from your absurd thoughts as you felt a grip on your arm, the long-haired guy was asking you what was wrong with a quite concerned look as you weren't answering to his previous attempts. You were too startled to make a proper sentence and you just mumbled some inconsistencies.

"Uh, Coffee!" You brought the plastic cup near his face.

He was puzzled and didn't get what you meant. You were about to rephrase yourself and explain to him what you wanted to say when you saw his face enlightening as if he understood.

You were relieved and sighed calmly.

But that relief was of a very short period because he grabbed your wrist and slipped his hand carefully on yours.

He tightened the grip when his hand was on the level of your knuckles and carried the weight of the cup through yours, he brought the straw his lips, licked the latter to moisturize them before sipping through that straw, few centimeters from your face.

You didn't know when, but after every gulp of his, your heart would jump and red would colour your cheeks and ears strongly.

This was the straw you just did sip in.

God.

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