Every day, Jongin enjoys the sound of bread crust getting chewed, the smell of homemade bread that just got out of the oven and the smile of the boy who works behind the counter.

Jongin tends to start his day by stopping by at a bakery for pastry to cover him throughout the day. Despite the slightly exorbitant prices that displayed outside the shop, Jongin wouldn’t mind losing a few pennies for the boy in the white apron that works there.

Everyone morning, approximately at eight or so, Jongin would take great pleasure in losing himself in the depths of his personal paradise, where two of his most favorite things are present at the same time – bread and Kyungsoo.

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‘So its Kyungsoo,’ he thought when he saw the name tag clipped just right above the shop’s logo sewed on his apron. Every day he would order the same bread, Pane di Altamura, because that’s the bread he once saw Kyungsoo make in the kitchen.

And just like that, it became his favorite.

Kyungsoo got use to the presence of the tanned boy every morning. Just the sound of the bell from the entrance, Kyungsoo’s face would light up and his heart would flutter when he sees the familiar college student with his books in his hand.

“The usual, sir?” was Kyungsoo’s every day question which was followed by a nod from Jongin and the both of them would exchange glances before Jongin heads for a seat slightly further away from the counter.

He doesn’t want to keep a far distance from Kyungsoo, still he didn’t want it to be too obvious. So Jongin would pick a table anywhere, as long as Kyungsoo was still visible to his eyes.

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On certain occasions, Jongin would be eating his whole meal bread with a cup of coffee on the side.

Kyungsoo would somehow suddenly appears with a try with a cup of coffee on it. “I thought maybe you would want something to drink to go with the pastry?” it came out like a question which was very unintentional and Kyungsoo would hurriedly skip to the kitchen with the tray held closely to his chest.

And Jongin notices the slight blush on Kyungsoo’s cheeks. When Jongin takes the first sip, he imagines Kyungsoo's milky skin mixing with the coffee and felt all his apprehensions disappears with every swallow.

Somewhere behind the kitchen, Kyungsoo was holding cupping his face with an apron - struggling to not to make any shrieks.

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Too bad the shop isn't open 24/7. There were times where his heart would drop as he read the ‘close’ sign on the door. He would empty-mindedly stare inside the shop, thinking that it would magically opens and Kyungsoo would be at the counter greeting his arrival.

But Jongin is lucky. At the corner of his eyes, he notice the paper bag with ‘Jongin’ written on it on the shop’s lilliputian mailbox. When he opens it and finds out the item inside, Jongin felt the whole world stops just a slight second and was happy for him.

Two pieces of Pane di Altamura - still hot and crispy - and small note.

‘Thought you might need them. Hope your studies go well. See you tomorrow. Enjoy.
 –Kyungsoo’

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Kyungsoo looks assertive when in fact he’s a gullible idiot. At times, Jongin would pull a tease on him on how his bread was overcooked or half cooked, too sweet or just tasteless. And Kyungsoo falls for that every time and Jongin finds that utterly adorable.

“You would never make such mistakes. Your breads are always flawless.”

And Kyungsoo was sure that Jongin just took him to the seventh heaven.

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Gathering up guts is hard when you barely have any. As much as Jongin likes – no, loves Kyungsoo’s bread and self-made coffee, he would love to take Kyungsoo out for a drink and taste other types of bread instead of his own.

So on that Friday morning, Jongin was ready as he man himself up and charged in. (Well, sorta.)

Ignoring all the customers that were browsing through the menus, Jongin just burst his words out when Kyungsoo looked at him as if on cue.

“I like you.. and your bread.. basically your everything – and, um,”

Breathe in, breathe out. “Go out with me?”

Kyungsoo chuckled while handing over his order to him. “Eat this bread, then it’s a yes.”

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On weekdays, Jongin enjoys the sound of bread crust getting chewed, the smell of the homemade bread that just got out of the oven and the existence of his boyfriend, Kyungsoo who works behind the counter and serves him free bread.

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omG what did i just write. urhurr hi guys, as promised this is the oneshot that i mentioned. I was having a hard time writing this though bec its been awhile since ive write fics and all ;; oh and this is the pane di altamura just in case you guys are wondering~

the reason why its kaisoo is bec these two turned my life into a pop tart and i ship them hard ((and also the fact that they are obviously have a thing for each other and u know)) and you will be expecting more kaisoo from me from now on hurhurr.

anyway this fic is for joe because i love him and he's the master of everything yaoi~ and hoping for the day he would start writing again as well ;;;;;

sry for any grammar mistakes or anything that made u confuse. i'll try and improve from time to time for you guys. 

bbyong~ (♥ó㉨ò)ﾉ♡