NARA POV

I looked up as the bell above the door jingled.

It was late-too late for the usual stragglers looking for a last-minute caffeine fix. I didn't even look up from the dough I was kneading, my hands sticky with flour and butter.

"Back again?" I asked without needing to confirm who it was.

"I think you're starting to like me," came his reply, light and teasing.

I finally looked up, my gaze meeting his eyes. "You wish" i said, shaking the dough off my hands, watching as he slid into the same stool as last night... And the night before that.

"Whats it going to be this time?" I asked, grabbing a clean mug.

"Latte" he replied casually

I gave him a look, "You're getting predictable" i said

"And you're getting nosy" he shot back with a tiny huff.

I rolled my eyes and got to work, steam hissing softly as the milk frothed. He stayed quiet for once, watching me like he was trying to figure something out. It wasn't the first time I'd caught him doing that, and it annoyed me more than I cared to admit.

"You've got this look," he said suddenly, breaking the silence.

I raised an eyebrow, sliding the finished latte across the counter. "What look?"

"Like you're waiting for someone to prove you wrong."

"Yeah? And who is that going to be?" I inquired, not looking up.

"You tell me" He replied.

I hated it. I hated this feeling. Hated that he talked like he knew me for years...

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'And it continued like that... almost every night, he came and drank the same coffee that started it all. And gave that same warm smile and slightly cocky remarks and soon made it incredibly difficult to not give in and hide inside the small bubble I had created for myself.'

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I sighed as I looked at the broken tap in the washroom. "Annoying bitch" I muttered, sliding the wrench along the floor, only for it to clatter against the metal toolbox.... a frustrated look on my face.

"Can't even afford to call a plumber" I said to myself, sighing and walking out of the washroom, giving up on trying to fix it.

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"I think you don't have other work anymore" I said as I set the Latte and the freshly baked cookies on his table.

He shrugged, "Maybe you're more important than it" He joked, totally unaware of the amount of Butterflies it gave me....

I tried to hide my red cheeks, but to no avail, "Did you jus-" he started but I immediately turned and rushed behind the counter, trying to hide myself... more like my red as fvck face.

"Nuh-uh, no hiding I'm sure i saw you just blu-" he said, standing up and rushing my way, but turns out he didn't have the brain cell that would've told him to put the Latte cup down before getting up so that he wouldn't spill it on himself.

"Oh my fvking God are you okay-?!" I asked, almost sprinting towards him with a few tissues and immediately started dabbing them on his shirt to try and help him.

"Yeah- I'm, im fine" he said, putting his hands up,

"Ugh, tissues won't do...." I said, glancing at the washroom and biting my lip. "Come with me" I said, walking over to the staircase.

He quietly followed behind, holding the wet shirt so that it won't stick to his chest.

I walked up the stairs, with him following behind me. I opened the small door and looked at him,

"Well, welcome to my shitty home" I said walking inside the tiny apartment. One bathroom, and a room with a single bed, a couch, a dresser and a fridge.

He looked around, and I have never felt so small. "The- the bathroom is there" I said, pointing to the only other door in this place.

He glanced at me before walking over to the washroom. I went to the dresser and searched for anything that could fit him....... Finally, I found a big ass hoodie and looked at it up and down.... "I guess you can do..... for now" I said, as if talking to the hoodie itself.

I walked over to the bathroom door and knocked, "you almost done in there?" I asked,

"Yeah, do you.... um have something I can change into?" He said and I chuckled, already knowing.

"Open the door" I said, holding the hoodie out to him as he opened it a little.

"I hope that fits" I said, turning away and sitting on the 2-seater couch.

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A clumsy Jiminie Lol <3