#asanoya with barista nishinoya
asahi frequents at this certain cafe, not because of the calming ambience, but mainly because of the cute and smiley barista behind the counter
his smile is electrictrifying, having asahi hooked in the 3 seconds he asked "what can i get you?"
asahi panics, ordering
asahi frequents at this certain cafe, not because of the calming ambience, but mainly because of the cute and smiley barista behind the counter
his smile is electrictrifying, having asahi hooked in the 3 seconds he asked "what can i get you?"
asahi panics, ordering
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he sits down near the counter not because he can perfectly see the employee, but because the lighting is bright enough that he can still write and dim enough that there won't be a glare
thus beginning the neverending cycle of asahi visiting the cafe at the same time, ordering the same sweet caffeinated drink and
daichi and suga are curious as to why he always leaves when the clock strikes 2:00, so they join him
only to snicker at the way he stutters out his least favorite order in front of noya
it was when they say down at asahi's usual spot did they talk
"so this is where
"is it the one with the blonde tuft?" suga adds, taking a sip of asahi's favorite drink(which asahi loathes him for)
asahi shushes them. fortunately the staff is a bit too distracted w/ the rush hour customers
"you should probably give him
he sputters "i couldn't do that! what if he isn't gay?"
"asahi." suga starts, "he wears a bisexual pin on his apron."
asahi looks back and he was indeed wearing a bisexual pin on his apron. forgive him if he was too distracted with trying to NOT look
"what else can i get you folks?"
speak of the devil.
"yeah, hi-" suga squints at his nametag. "-nishinoya-kun, my friend here would like your number"
daichi snickers behind his cup and asahi deflates