Moe's pov:
Y/n is now driving out of the mall, headed towards Starbucks. I'm looking out the window in the backseat, looking at the passing stores as we zoom past. I feel happy to be with her, but I kinda regret just showing up in her car like this. Seeing her startled from it wasn't great, and just surprising her by touching her like that might not have been the best idea. A Slight flush comes to my face due to the embarrassment.
Y/n checks her mirrors, and sees Me glaring out the window with the same exact blush on my cheeks. I see her eyebrows scrunch in concern for me, probably wondering what's wrong with me. She immediately puts her attention back on the road, but she speaks up.
“Moe? Is something wrong back there?” Y/n says, her voice oozing in a mix of concern and curiosity. My head instantly snaps her way, and I take a quick deep breath to attempt to get the red hue to go away.
“Hm? Oh yeah, I'm fine.” I mutter, putting on a small smile to show just how fine I am. It wasn't like it was a big deal, anyways. I really am fine, and don't want y/n to worry about me.
Y/n smiles back slightly through the mirror connected to the roof of the car. My eyes trail down to her teeth. They are perfectly shaped and a Colgate white. She seems so put together and it makes me think of how refreshing her breath might be if I kissed her…. But I need to get that idea out of my head.
“Oh, alright.” Y/n says, and quickly dismissed it.
I love when she does that. She doesn't push issues with me or try to barter stuff. I say something and she believes it without pressuring me. She knows my history with mental health and old issues, and I know she does it so I can have a escape from my own brain. Or, at least, that used to he her excuse as we where teens. But now I don't quite know why she might do that. She knows I'm better now.
Soon enough, we pull up to starbucks.
Y/n's pov:
The cars engine comes to a stop as I pull the key out. I grab the set of keys I just wiped out, my wallet, and phone, preparing to enter starbucks with moe to get some cute little drinks. It is fall, after all. I turn to open the door myself, and find moe opening it for me, waving his hand in a dramatic way for Me to exit, like a driver would for a princess.
“After you, m'lady” moe says with a playful smirk, holding my door open for me.
A smile comes to my lips, holding back a giggle due to how dramatic moe always is, And how cute it was to see him doing this. It's almost like me and him are dating, except we aren't. I mean, I'm sure he doesn't like me anyways.
“Thanks moe.” I say, hoping out of the car with all my stuff handy. He returns it with a slight nod.
Moe shuts the driver side door, looking at me as he shoves his hands into the pockets of his red trousers. I look up at him, subconsciously giving him those subtle ‘puppy dog eyes’ and at the same time, I just have that little smile. I assume it was too much for moe to handle, because he quickly turns away from my face, looking away towards the coffee shop. That made me almost blush. Almost.
“Ready to go in?” He says, probably trying to blow off why he looked away from me. I don't question his blowing off of things anymore and I don't push him for issues that are small. I started doing that in high school so he didn't have to think of his crippling state of mind, and now I just do it because I don't want to pry into his personal business more than he'll let me.
“Yup!” I answer, all giddy. I begin walking towards starbucks, moe following quickly behind me. He got those short little legs, so every step I take, he needs to take 3 to make up for it.
Moe's pov:
We enter starbucks, and y/n holds the door open for me, and I quickly follow in behind her. She walks up the counter, eyeing the menu to see what she might want to order. She wraps her hand around her hip over the black leggings she's wearing. I know what I'm ordering, so I just watch her. My eyes trail down to her ass, her hips popped out a little due to the position she's standing in. And let me just say, it's a damn good view. I quickly look away from her again, not wanting to stare at her. I'm a gentleman, after all.
Thank God, y/n didn't notice. I let out a quick breath as if to say ‘thank you Jesus for not doing me dirty.’ I quickly look back at her, taking a step forward, this time also eyeing the menu and not her assets.
“So, what might you order this time?” I ask y/n, looking down into her eyes.
Y/n looks over at me, a bit of a puzzled look on her face. It's kind of cute, seeing her so frazzled over just a drink order. I know everytime she ends up with a pink drink regardless of how long we look at this menu.
“Well, I was thinking maybe because they have the peppermint mocha back in season-”
She cuts herself off.
“Wait no, I think…. I'm just going to get my regular.” She says with a shrug of her shoulders.
A slight smile comes to my lips. I called it. Both me and her walk up to the cashier. She orders her Venti pink drink with light ice, and I order a venti hot black with 1 sugar. Perfect coffee for a man like me. Energetic, and in need to keep up my energy levels. Y/n handed the man a 20, and give him the rest as a tip. We walked away, quickly going over to a table and waiting for the drinks. We sit right next to each other.
I instantly lean my head back against the top part of the chair, feeling a little tired. I notice out the corner of my eye that y/n is eyeing my prominent jawline and neck, and her pupils dilate a little bit as If she likes what she sees. My lips lift a little in a half smile as I know what she's thinking. I decide to tease her in a subtle way, taking a deep breath, making my body move a little in the seat with my head still leaned back. Her face flushed in a slightly red hue. My smile widens, and I sit back up right in My chair, now staring directly at her in a innocent way.
Y/ns pov:
Cheeky bastard.
I know he did that on purpose, and now he's looking at me in the most innocent way ever like the cute little bottom he is. I quickly look out the widow, anywhere but him to hide the blush on my cheeks. It's honestly confusing for me. He's my best friend, and I love him obviously, but I'm usually not really physically attracted to him. Except for the last few months, but I've been trying to keep it mostly innocent and hidden. With stunts like that however, it's getting harder.
I then look back over at him, after taking a moment to calm down my blushing.
“So, what did you go to the mall for earlier?” Moe says, still trying to act all innocent.
“Oh? I nearly forgot about that, I went to look for blue pants. Not just blue, but a specific shade of blue pants and I've yet to find that kind of color.” I say, hiding the flush in my voice.
He nods a little, then looks up instantly as the barista calls my name. Our drinks are ready. I stand up, and walk over to the counter and grab our cups. I walk back over with a slight smile on my face. I hand moe his hot cup of coffee, and take a sip of my pink drink.
“Cheers” I call out, and we clink our cups together in a toast (to who knows what) and continue to sit at the table.
(Authors note: hey yall!! I know some people might say this is boring, I agree. I'm just trying to build up the spice a little and character personality traits and not just jump straight into what ik yall want 💀 jk me too fr. Give me ideas 😭)
