Of flower crowns and cafes

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He brought the seething hot cup of hot chocolate to his lips. The constant noise throughout the small cafe made him focus on the task of keeping his hand steady so he didn't scald himself with the hot chocolate. He'd done that one too many times and wouldn't let it happen again. Once he was satisfied that he had blown on the hot chocolate enough he finally took a sip as a small smile graced his dimpled face at the taste. He wasn't much of a coffee person the taste had never really appealed to him but got chocolate was entirely different.

He tapped his foot repeatedly against the tiled floor as he looked around at the small but overly crowded cafe. He slightly praised himself for getting here before the rush hour because had he got here any later he wouldn't have gotten a table or have been able to go through the line before his lunch hour was over.

Taking another sip of his hot chocolate he took to the task of plugging his headphones into his phone before popping them into his ears. Grasping his phone he scrolled through his playlists indecisively before stopping at his playlist made of Jesse Rutherford's music. He wasn't even surprised as the song Sweater Weather flooded his ears for the millionth time as he instead turned the music up glad for the fact that it helped drown out the chatter from around him.

He hated being around this many people because he always grew nervous. Music seemed to always help him escape or at least drown out the commotion around him.

He took his boston cream donut to his mouth chomping into it as his eyes closed for a moment. He was more than content just sitting there with his donut and blaring music until he opened his eyes that is.

A blond seemingly around his age was standing in front of him. A blue flower crown with peach-colored detailing around the flowers sat atop of the soft-looking blonde hair. He couldn't help but think that the flower crown oddly suited the pale teen. What really fascinated him was the sky blue eyes that had a darker blue rim as well as light specks. They were beautiful and contrasted with the flower crown greatly.

Having forgotten that he had bitten into his donut he coughed slightly in surprise before taking out his headphones the music still buzzing through them. He found his face flushing pink immediately as the flower-crowned blond giggled at him. The laugh sounded heavenly to him but the fact that he had been caught murdering his donut embarrassed him as he hid his pink cheeks behind his hands. When the giggles finally died down the blonde spoke.

''Hey!'' The voice was soft and even but also had a cheerful undertone. It wasn't at all what he was expecting and was a little deeper than he'd thought it would be.

''Hey,'' he said as he finally took his hands away from his face. His cheeks were still aflame and he knew it.

'' Sorry I didn't mean to surprise you back there,'' the blonde smiled apologetically at him he only nodded accepting the truce. After all his dignity was only in flames. '' I was just wondering if I could sit by you.''

His eyes snapped away from the blond in surprise as he took in the cafe. Sure enough, there wasn't a single table that wasn't occupied insight. Scratching the nape of his neck he grinned nervously before messing with his light brown hair.

''Oh uh sure!'' The blond thanked him before setting a drink on the table before sitting down in the seat. He took in the oversized mahogany hoodie on the blonde and the few freckles the graced the flower-crowned teen's skin.

''I'm Sam by the way.''

''Colby, Colby Brock.'' He introduced himself as something flickered in Sam's eyes.

''..Colby,'' the blond tested the name out before bringing the drink up to parted lips. '' I like it''

'' Thanks, Sam is a nice name I like it.'' Sam's eyes only rolled playfully.

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