Kinich · Y/n story by @Rinaki

The café was warm, filled with the hum of conversation and the clatter of cups against saucers. Late afternoon sunlight spilled through the window, catching dust motes floating lazily in the air.

Friend 1, a girl with her chin propped in her hand

You know, I don't get it.

Friend 2, leaning forward

Get what?

Friend 1

Them. jerks her head at you How they can be this oblivious.

Friend 2

Oh, that. snorts I gave up months ago.

Friend 3, stirring her drink slowly

I'm giving up.

The words hung in the air, weighted with shared exasperation.

Friend 1

You two are hopeless.

Before anyone could respond, the bell above the café door jingled.

Kinich

setting a cup in front of you Got your order.

Friend 2, smirking

Kinich.

Kinich

glancing up Hm?

Friend 2

Are you dating Y/n?

He didn’t hesitate.

Kinich

Yes.