Amorcito Corazon // A Pedro Pascal Fanfiction

╰┈➤ Chapter 2

It was a lazy Saturday morning and (y/n) was busy checking what the café was missing in the cupboards and fridge.

Ding ding

The bell.

After that embarrassing day, the man went to the "Cuchara Caliente" every day at 7:30am on the dot.

"Good morning sir" (y/n) spoke, without even having to look up from the shopping list she was jotting away at.

"Good morning!" The man replied. She could hear the smile on his face.

"black coffee?"

"You know it."

It had been around a month that the man had routinely gone to the café, and they had gotten to the casual point of small conversation while (y/n) worked on his coffee. Today though, she was feeling extra curious.

"Hey uh, do you work around here?"

The man seemed slightly taken aback and a bit nervous to answer.

"Uh, well why do you ask?"

(y/n) glanced up and took note of his slightly stand offish look.

"Don't worry, don't worry! I'm not a stalker or anything, I just noticed you always have a manilla folder with you-- which you don't today, and you come here every morning"

Did that sound stalker ish?

"Oh, uh, yeah I work nearby"

"Ok cool"

Silence again.

She quickly put the lid on the coffee cup and brought it over to him, only to notice he didn't stand to head towards the door like usual.

"Not leaving today?"

"It's my day off" he replied casually

"I see...hey, can I ask you something?"

He looked at her intently, as if he were dissecting every word that came out of her mouth and giving each syllable his full undivided attention.

"Why do you always come here? I mean, not in an accusatory way, just curious. I mean we aren't really that special, and we're kind of in an awkward area."

The man seemed kind of flustered by the question.

"I just, uh, the coffee-- I can't get it anywhere else..ha"

"You can't get a plain black coffee anywhere else?" She looked at him with genuine confusion. Had LA been so herbalized and veganized and gluten free..ized that black coffee was no more?

"Well, uh.. this.. roast! This roast is uh, immaculate.."

(y/n) looked at him with a sort of amused face, she looked around playfully and leaned into a whisper.

"Can I tell you a secret?"

The man played into her bit and leaned in as well, as if hearing top secret information.

"It's instant coffee!" She burst out in laughter

"Wait..what?" The man chuckled, holding his confused now amused facial expression.

"Yeah.. our cafe is actually not.." her face turned slightly sullen.

"We're not doing too well, and most people order really intricate drinks so, on the rare occasion of a request for black coffee, like you, we use instant, unless it's specified that the customer wants espresso"

The man looked at her with an unintelligible expression, before he broke out into laughter.

"That's actually.. that's, wow"

They both laughed at the table.

That small interaction opened the door to a new relationship. No longer just employee and customer, but the blossom of a friendship, and (y/n) was fully looking forward to it.

The man ended up staying until closing time, the two chatting away about same interests and random nothing's. Whether it was something detailed or a completely mundane topic, the two had inexplicable chemistry between themselves.

They talked for hours on end with only the slight interruption of (y/n) having to get up and attend to the occasional customer.

At closing hour, the two bid goodbye and the man started to head through the door.

"Hey, wait!" (y/n) called out towards the man.

He turned to look at her with a warm smile, waiting for her to continue.

"I didn't catch your name?"

He looked down for a second and quickly recovered the eye contact.

"It's..Jose"

"Jose..ok. See you next time Jose" she mirrored his warm smile as she watched him walk out the door, and she began her closing duties.

That night, the two were left with a warm feeling. Their friendship was definitely something the two were looking forward to pursue and fulfill.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Two chapters in a day I told y'all I'm feeling inspired 😼