So there he was, walking into the c

So there he was, walking into the coffee shop again and sitting in 'his' spot having the 'usual' placed in front of him without having to place an order.

"Good afternoon Sumiyame, it's starting to clear up in here already, it's still kind of early." Akihito commented as the coffee was placed before him. Sumiyame Rokuta's hand brushed against Akihito's as he smiled a charming smile towards the blonde, who seem oblivious to the flirtatiousness coming from the dark haired youth.

"Yeah, it's one of those slow days I suppose, oh I forgot to tell you, the other day I got myself a new camera. My shift ends in then minutes and I can show it to you when I'm done, maybe we could go take some pictures around town?"

"Sure, that sounds like fun."

A man took out his cell phone and called his boss to give his hourly report, he thought that the barista must have a death wish as he was blatantly flirting with his boss' lover and the kid did not even notice it. It was the first time the man had been forward about his interest, he was having suspicions about the man's interest, but this is the first time the barista was showing his intentions.

"Sir. He is at that coffee shop again talking to that man. The idiot has been flirting with Takaba-kun, I think he is going to make a move on him." He could practically feel his boss' ire through the phone as he got his instructions from an eerily smooth and cold voice, his boss was pissed.

"Keep watch, I will be there in ten minutes."

Akihito sat in the shop drinking his coffee and reading a magazine while Rokuta finished his shift. The barista had finished his shift and his replacement stood behind the counter, there were only three people in the shop including Akihito and the barista.

They were looking at a nice camera and talking about the basics of photography while walking out of the shop when Rokuta stopped to looked at him seriously, and said words that made Takaba VERY uncomfortable and nervous.

"Takaba-kun, we have been hanging out for a while now and I've been wanting to tell you… I like you, I like everything about you and I think you like me too."

The blond was frozen in panic and his jaw dropped. 'This cannot be happening.' Rokuta pulled Akihito toward himself and kissed him passionately when he did not hear a reply, and still holding the lean photographer, he ventured to ask a damming question that itself would have gotten him killed, but coupled with the stolen kiss, it would likely earn him hell.

"Would you go out with me?"

Akihito's mind jerked out of its frozen state and he pushed the man's chest with his hands to get out of the embrace. His face was white as a sheet and his nervous panic was clearly visible in his face, which confused the dark haired youth.

"What's wrong? Did I move too fast? I'm sorry…" he was cut off by Akihito's next words.

"I'm sorry if something I did or said led you to think I wanted something from you other than being your friend. I have… someone… and things are pretty serious. I'm sorry but I don't think we should hang anymore."

A heavy hand grabbed his shoulder and he turned around slowly with the feeling of dread setting on his stomach as Suoh glared angrily at Rokuta. He looked past the bodyguard and his eyes set on the limo parked on the other side of the street. 'Fuck, I'm dead… he is going to kill me.'

"Wait Takaba-kun, don't go. We can still be friends right? Please." Rokuta pleaded as Suoh led Akihito to the limo and opened the door to reveal golden eyes that made his whole body shiver with fear.

"I'm sorry… goodbye." Akihito answered without looking back and was pulled into the vehicle.

The golden eyed man pulled Akihito to his lap and before the door even closed, he had the blonde trapped in a passionate kiss as he fixated his stone cold gaze upon the barista who had dared to touch his property, as if challenging him to try and say another word to his lover. The door closed and the window was open just enough so Rokuta could hear the excited cries and moans of the photographer he had just been hitting on as the movement of the vehicle left him with no doubt of what was going on in there.

Kết quả (Việt) 1:

Như vậy, có ông, đi bộ vào cửa hàng cà phê một lần nữa và ngồi ở vị trí 'của mình' có 'thông thường' được đặt ở phía trước của anh ta mà không cần phải đặt một đơn đặt hàng."Tốt Sumiyame chiều, nó bắt đầu để làm sáng tỏ ở đây đã, nó vẫn là loại đầu." Akihito nhận xét như cà phê đã được đặt trước khi anh ta. Sumiyame Rokuta tay chải chống lại Akihito của như ông cười một nụ cười quyến rũ đối với vàng, những người dường như quên để flirtatiousness đến từ thanh thiếu niên tóc đen tối."có, nó là một trong những ngày chậm, tôi cho rằng, ồ tôi quên cho bạn, ngày khác tôi nhận bản thân mình một máy ảnh mới. Sự thay đổi của tôi kết thúc trong vài phút sau đó và tôi có thể hiển thị nó cho bạn khi tôi đang thực hiện, có lẽ chúng ta có thể đi mất một số hình ảnh xung quanh thị trấn?""Chắc chắn, có vẻ như thú vị."Một người đàn ông đã diễn ra điện thoại di động của mình và được gọi là ông chủ của mình để cung cấp cho báo cáo theo giờ của mình, ông nghĩ rằng thợ pha cà phê phải có một mong muốn cái chết như ông đã blatantly tán tỉnh với người yêu của ông chủ của mình và những đứa trẻ đã không ngay cả thông báo nó. Đó là lần đầu tiên những người đàn ông đã về phía trước về lợi ích của mình, ông đã có nghi ngờ về lợi ích của người đàn ông, nhưng đây là lần đầu tiên thợ pha cà phê cho thấy ý định của mình."Thưa ngài. Ông là lúc mà cửa hàng cà phê một lần nữa nói chuyện với gã. Các idiot đã tán tỉnh với Takaba-kun, tôi nghĩ rằng ông sẽ làm cho một di chuyển về anh ta." Ông thực tế có thể cảm thấy ông chủ của mình ire thông qua điện thoại như ông đã hướng dẫn của ông từ một giọng nói eerily trơn và lạnh, ông chủ của ông đã được pissed."Keep watch, I will be there in ten minutes."Akihito sat in the shop drinking his coffee and reading a magazine while Rokuta finished his shift. The barista had finished his shift and his replacement stood behind the counter, there were only three people in the shop including Akihito and the barista.They were looking at a nice camera and talking about the basics of photography while walking out of the shop when Rokuta stopped to looked at him seriously, and said words that made Takaba VERY uncomfortable and nervous."Takaba-kun, we have been hanging out for a while now and I've been wanting to tell you… I like you, I like everything about you and I think you like me too."The blond was frozen in panic and his jaw dropped. 'This cannot be happening.' Rokuta pulled Akihito toward himself and kissed him passionately when he did not hear a reply, and still holding the lean photographer, he ventured to ask a damming question that itself would have gotten him killed, but coupled with the stolen kiss, it would likely earn him hell."Would you go out with me?"Akihito's mind jerked out of its frozen state and he pushed the man's chest with his hands to get out of the embrace. His face was white as a sheet and his nervous panic was clearly visible in his face, which confused the dark haired youth."What's wrong? Did I move too fast? I'm sorry…" he was cut off by Akihito's next words."I'm sorry if something I did or said led you to think I wanted something from you other than being your friend. I have… someone… and things are pretty serious. I'm sorry but I don't think we should hang anymore."A heavy hand grabbed his shoulder and he turned around slowly with the feeling of dread setting on his stomach as Suoh glared angrily at Rokuta. He looked past the bodyguard and his eyes set on the limo parked on the other side of the street. 'Fuck, I'm dead… he is going to kill me.'"Wait Takaba-kun, don't go. We can still be friends right? Please." Rokuta pleaded as Suoh led Akihito to the limo and opened the door to reveal golden eyes that made his whole body shiver with fear."I'm sorry… goodbye." Akihito answered without looking back and was pulled into the vehicle.The golden eyed man pulled Akihito to his lap and before the door even closed, he had the blonde trapped in a passionate kiss as he fixated his stone cold gaze upon the barista who had dared to touch his property, as if challenging him to try and say another word to his lover. The door closed and the window was open just enough so Rokuta could hear the excited cries and moans of the photographer he had just been hitting on as the movement of the vehicle left him with no doubt of what was going on in there.