black coffee. [i]
Part one
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"I'd like one black, bitter coffee."
Taehyung widened his eyes at the sudden request. His fingers tapping the counter surface as he thought for a second. He knew this guy was not serious, black coffee? Taehyung hated the terrible, bitter taste of black coffee. He knew people have their own opinions, but the boy who ordered this looked too nice to order such a foul drink.
"Are you sure, sir?"
The male furrowed his eyebrows together in confusion, raising a finger to his hairline and scratching a bit of his scalp. He had never been asked if he really wanted what he ordered before, he stated it clearly didn't he
"A black. coffee?"
The male put his hand on the table, resting his muscles. He was an author, he wrote a blog quite frequently, so his hand was sore from holding a pencil. He wrote so swiftly on actual paper before typing into an actual computer.
"Thats what I said, isn't it? Why are you in such a shock?"
Taehyung visibly gulped, fixing his collar. A sign of nervousness and indecisive behavior.
"I like black coffee, alright? Now could you get me some?"
Taehyung rubbed the back of his neck. This guy was not as nice as all the other people who visit the cafe were.
"Y-yes, what's your name, sir?"
The man just leaned on his hand that was rested on the table, licking his dry lips before speaking aloud to answer the question.
"Jeon Jeongguk. "
"How should I spell it?"
Jeongguk grunted, most likely displeased with the awful service he was given. Although Taehyung had only been working there for a few days, he thought the service would be better.
"Is there a problem, Taehyung? The customer looks frustrated." Jin, Taehyung's boss walked from his awful to see Jeongguk with a visible frown on his lips, his eyes looking up and falling back into place, rolling his eyes in annoyance.
"W-well."
"He won't take my damn order because I chose black coffee instead of something pleasing."
Jin shrugged, beginning to add a cup of black coffee on the payment monitor.
"So sorry, he's just learning. I don't know whats gotten into him. My apologies."
Taehyung sighed, he could never get anything right.
Jeongguk went and waited for his coffee at a place away from the line, while Jin moved Taehyung away, even though Taehyung insisted that he should finish his shift, but to no avail.
Jeongguk had to say, he was a little guilty when the boy pouted and went to sit on the windowsill table and wait to be called back to work.
Maybe I should talk with him?
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Im taking requests for a bit, so if you have an idea, & if I want to use it, I will tag you bc it was your idea and then post it later. Enjoy
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