One shots (Character X Fem.Reader)

十九

Oliver POV

I walked into the coffee shop. The bell connected to the door rang out. A girl around her 20s popped up from behind the counter. "Hi, what can I get for you?" She asked. I felt my world pause. What was this wonderful feeling?

My heart started pounding. "Hello? Sir?" She looks at me, giving me the look 'fucking order'. I inwardly laughed. "One Caramel macchiato." I said. She smiles. "Anything else or that's it?"

"That's it." She types a few things before asking me for cash or card. "Card." I said, and whipped out my black card. She eyes it for a second, drooling before shaking her head and nodding. I paid, and waited at the counter for my drink.

Meanwhile, I stared at her, while she made the drink. How her eyelashes would flutter, and her soft lips- "Here's your Caramel Macchiato sir!" She said. I nod, and take the drink from her hands.

As I took the drink, I slightly touched her hands. Her hands were...so soft... I shook out of it, saying my thanks, and walked to a table to sit and enjoy my drink. I sat there, looking at her while she made the drinks for the other customers.

What is this weird feeling arising in me? I finished the drink, tossed out the can and walked out the door. Ever since that day, walking to this cafe, and ordering a drink was a must be for me. I became an original customer to them.

I also became friends with the really pretty girl. Her name was (Y/n). She loved cats and cafes. One of her pastimes is going to cat cafes. I told her that we should go to one of her days off work. She smiled and agreed.

That's why we are here, in front of a cat cafe. I pinched myself. Was I dreaming? I smiled. "Are you going to go inside with me, or just stand there for the rest of the day?" She asks. I smile, and walked to her side, entering the building with her.

While we went in, I ordered what I normally ordered from her cafe, and she just ordered a chocolate croissant. While we waited, we played with the cats. Or, I tried to. Every time I got close to a cat, they would run away.

I wonder why? "It's because your face is too scary. You're always frowning. That's not good for you. You'll get wrinkles early on i n age." (Y/n ) says, suddenly speaking up. I looked at her.

She puts her hands on my cheeks, and lifts them up a little. "Smile. Lift the side of your cheeks up. She said. She tried, but didn't succeed. I laughed at her attempts.

She lightened up. "You smiled!" She shouted, grinning. Everyone looked towards us, but I didn't see them, as the only person I could see was in front of me.

A few days later

"(Y/n) I like you." I said, holding a giant bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolate. She looked at me. "W-what?" She said, not expecting this.

"I like you. Will you go out with me?" I ask. "I'm sorry. I only see you as a friend Oliver. I deeply apologize." She said, My heart broke a little, but then mended itself when I thought of something else.

"Then, I would like to pursue you! You can't stop me from doing that!" I said, and ran off. After that day, I would often show up at her cafe with flowers, and chocolates.

(Y/n) POV:

"Hey (Y/n), that guy is back again. He brought some white roses for you this time." A co worker of mine smiled. I sighed. When was he going to stop this? I really wanted to tell him to stop...and tell him that I liked someone else.

I walked out the staff room, as he smiled at me. "Can I get your order?" I ask. "Actully, yes. I would like to order, your heart. Your love, and affection." I cringed. He really has to stop with this.

I sighed, gave him a glare, before walking away, as another co worker took my spot.

As my work ended, I walked out the door. It was already this late huh? Then, I felt another presence besides me. I whipped my head around. Beside the door to my cafe, was him.

"What are you doing here?" I asked. He just smiles stupidly, and hands me the flowers and chocolates. "You didn't take your gift from me yet." With that, he walked away. This kid was sure to be persistent huh.

I walked home, feeling my heart warm, I can't wait to see my lover. My heart broke at the thought of what would happen, when I could actually tell Oliver that I have a lover. I wish he would give me a chance.

I sighed. I walked into my apartment, opened the door, and I heard some weird noises. What the... I looked around. These shoes. These clothes. They aren't mine. I ran to the bedroom, hands shaking.

It couldn't be...right? I opened the door. Inside, I saw my lover in the bed with another woman. A woman that wasn't me. My heart dropped. How could this happen? My lover looks at me frantically.

"Babe, I could explain-" He said, shaking his hands at me, trying to deny the situation. "Get the fuck out my house. I don't want to ever see your ass near me again." I shouted. His eyes drooped, and walked to the closet, packing his stuff.

I sighed, dropping down, as the other girl hurriedly grabbed her clothes and left the house. My lover looked at me sorry, before leaving. How could this happen? I broke down. Our two years of love. Broken just like that.

I sat in my room, sobbing. When I finished, I looked at myself in the mirror. I sighed, seeing my sorry state, and fixed myself. I need to look for a new apartment first. I can't survive in this fucking house, knowing what happened today.

I quickly packed up my stuff. Guess I won't be at work for the next few days.