YinWar AU
In which War is a pastry chef and a pastry shop owner who have a crush on his regular customer. Little did he know that the childhood moment has started it all.

~Tooth-rooting fluff
~Light angst
~Friends to Lovers
~Contain smut
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~Light angst
~Friends to Lovers
~Contain smut


A/N
: Heylo! I'm a new #yinwarau writer. English isn't my first language so there's probably a few mistakes
Thanks for reading!


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The doorbell ringing loudly, catching War's attention fully on the glass door. His palms were sweating as he glances at the wooden clock. 10 pm sharp, exactly the only time where he become weird that War himself can't believe; he has this super cringy personality hidden inside.
"Welcome!" War greet the customer before clearing his throat out of nervousness. He meet this particular customer again, on the same time, and seeing his customer who need to bend down his head everytime he passes the door was the most familiar thing he saw.
Yet for this guy, he squealed in silent over the bare minimum he did. Yes, War isn't stupid, he admit that he have a big fat crush on a customer he barely know. With only one two slap on his cheekies are what he consider an enough hint that he definitely like this man.
He saw the tall guy up-close as he approached the counter. This is not the first meet, since he's a regular customer in his pastry shop. But as a person who's having a crush on him, War just likes to make everything as his first.
Like right now, his palms were sweating. Wiping them on his minty green apron isn't any help. He swear he's now wearing the most idiot sheepish smile in front of his crush.
"Hello, May I have your order?" The owner asked, a little bit stuttering.
War's eyes lit up when he saw the customer taking a close look on the Jam-Filled Croustades. It's one of the customer's favorites besides Cherry Scones and Toffee Biscuits. War has been taking notes of it
War's eyes lit up when he saw the customer taking a close look on the Jam-Filled Croustades. It's one of the customer's favorites besides Cherry Scones and Toffee Biscuits. War has been taking notes of it
The pastry chef braves up, mentally slap himself with the thought from last night. He have to make it today, it's all or nothing.
"Oh croustades. I know you want thi s one. It's your favorite, isn't it?"
"Um yeah, how did you know?"
"Oh croustades. I know you want thi s one. It's your favorite, isn't it?"
"Um yeah, how did you know?"
Again, this is not the first time he heard the guy's voice but War is actually feelings all squishy inside. Given the fact that they're having a proper conversation besides 'this is your change' and 'have a nice day', the butterflies in his stomach seems flying wilder around.
War clears his throat. "W-well, I remember all of my customers' pick very well. For my further notes"
The customer's chuckles, and that's enough to increase his pulse rate in a split second. His cheeks goes all tomatoes.
"Then can i have that one? And also-"
The customer's chuckles, and that's enough to increase his pulse rate in a split second. His cheeks goes all tomatoes.
"Then can i have that one? And also-"
"Cherry Scone, am I right?" confidence take over War as he succeed his last night plan halfaway. He slowly takes the pastries into the wrapper, purposely doing it just to extend his time with his crush. Yeah, War is certainly a sly idiot guy.
The taller guy giggled and give him a nod. War hope that he didn't looks weird because his tomato cheeks and reddening ears would get him busted. He has to look like a cool man in front of his crush- wait his name.
War pitied himself, somehow, for not knowing his crush's name up to 3 months. That's the most fundamental, but War being himself for those months sure has hindered any courage to come and the simplest question seems hanging in his throat.
Except today.
"Um I'm sorry but our shop is trying a new thing. We'll write our customers' name on this wrapper. J-just like Starbucks yeah"
War mentally slap himself for the nth time because goddammit, who the hell would commits a horrible fraud like him?
"Um I'm sorry but our shop is trying a new thing. We'll write our customers' name on this wrapper. J-just like Starbucks yeah"
War mentally slap himself for the nth time because goddammit, who the hell would commits a horrible fraud like him?
"Sure. I'm Yin Anan"
~TBC~
~TBC~