BoyxBoy Oneshots

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"Your shift is over for today. I'll see you next week yeah." I just nodded because I needed to get out of here. "I'm not promising but I'll see. Bye." I waved as I left the building. Yeah I'm not coming back here. I work at a cafe and y'all must be wondering why the hell I would hate working at a cafe.

Well it's not that I hate the place per say I just hate the people there. Many desperate girls trying to get in my pants and it's annoying. Well if I talk about girls like that, I know some of y'all must have figured out that I'm gay. But what I love is that I haven't dealt with homophobes. Even when I came out in highschool, everyone was supporting of me and I appreciated that. I'm busy talking about my gayness and I haven't introduced myself. Hi I'm August and I'm about to be late for my bus if I don't hurry the fuck up.

The cafe I work in is two towns away from where I live and it gets tiring to wake up early everyday and go back home tired. What's more sad is that I haven't even found someone that I can love. See now the reason I'm saying this is because I get home to an empty house. I would like to go home one day to a house that'd be warm and to someone waiting for me with a hug. Sure I've messed around with a bunch of guys but I've never actually liked someone. I do have a lot of admirers and some desperate girls that basically think that they can make me straight.

I arrived at the bus stop and waited. Wow for one I'm early. Well I'm 3 minutes early but still early because the bus arrives at 19:45 and it's still 19:42. I'll just sit here and wait for it. I sit down and pull out my headphones. I go to my music and turn on my James Arthur playlist and just wait for the bus. Just after sometime I wasn't keeping count, the bus pulls up.

I show the driver my ticket and I go sit at the bus. I lean my head against the window and close my eyes. I can already see myself in my bed with hot coffee and a bunch of blankets reading. Yeah I read. Not what you'd expect from a guy with tattoo sleeves and whose name is August now would you. But yeah I'm that kinda dweeb that'd isolate himself and read than socialising. But when it's necessary I do socialize.

The bus stops at another stop and the bus opens. An angel in this despicable and shattered earth walks in. The angel was wearing a red beanie to cover his soft looking blonde hair. A huge red hoodie with bears and blue jeans with vans. He was wearing glasses that were covering his baby blue eyes and had a cute little button nose and pink lips. He was ethereal.

He fidgeted and came to the back. He looked at me then gave me a small smile and sat next to me. He looked like he was still in highschool and he was the smart, shy kid that sat at the back and focused on his grades. He just looked gorgeous that I couldn't stop looking at him. He turned a beautiful shade of red and looked down biting at his lip.

I kept on admiring him because truly God took his time crafting him and I hope he was made for me. The bus pulls up and he gets up and gets ready to leave. I can't let him leave. It's now or never.

"Excuse me. Hi." He turned around and gave me a soft smile.

"Hi." And I gave him mine.

"Would you like to go out for coffee sometime."

"I would love to."

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