We Were Bound By Music - boatboys/smalletho

Chapter 1

*disclamer* I do not ship their irl selfs I'm just shiping and making a fanfic about their personas they have created. DONT COME AT ME PLEASE.
Also I'm not fluent in english, I'm polish and still learning but I hope I dont make much mistakes!

Etho's POV:

"I'm litterly sooo exhausted, Cleoo" I complained to my best friend which was also my co-worke in a small kitty cafe with a build in library. I enjoyed my job, it's nice to have Cleo's company and get to pet cats while working, but still I also go to collage and it's hard to keep up with everything and don't fall asleep in work or in class.

"Oh, Etho! Get to work! I'll hype you up! G is for...Grindstone! O is for...Oval? G-O ETHO!" Cleo hyped me up moving her hands like cheerleaders do with their pom-poms and then pushing me to the counter we serve and take orders at. "Thanks, Cleo" I sighed smiling and didn't complain anymore. Waiting for someone to come to the counter I heard a popular song of one of my absolute favorite artists.

I started singing quietly, standing with my back to the counter, cleaning dirty cups.

,,I wanna be your vacuum cleaner
Breathing in your dust
I wanna be your Ford Cortina
I will never rust,,

Then I turned around facing the counter to see a beautiful person with chocholate eyes and same colored, fluffy hair with a green strand of hair in his bangs. He had one of his headphones removed from his ear and held at ear level. The song was coming out of his headphones. He stood there a bit suprised, probobly by hearing me singing to a song he was listening to. I got flustered after it dawned on me that it's a strange thing to see a barista singing.

"D-do you know Arctic Monkeys?" he asked blushing a bit.

God he's so cute...stop the gay thoughts Etho! I shouldn't assume anything but he's probobly not even into men.

"Oh yeah I do! I adore this band, it's so good! I'm sorry, I'm rambling. What do you want?" I asked about his order still a bit embarrassed.

"Uhhh, a caramel frappe with oat milk please"

"Coming right up! Oh wait, what's your name?"

He turned more red, probobly thinking I'm flirting with him. I wish. I'm not good at flirt.

"For the order" I finished the sentence.

He's face cooled down a bit and he answered me.

"O-oh, it's Joel, spelled J-O-E-L"

"Nice name, your coffee will be soon" I smiled trying not to blush.

My face turned Red as I turned around to start preparing his coffee.
Why do I keep embarrassing myself always in front of THE CUTE GUYS? this day coudn't get any worst...

"Who was thaaat?" Cleo wispered to me after my interaction.

,,Oh snappers! Cleo! You scared me!"

"You'll live. Tell me who is that! Looks like your type...wait...ARE YOU BLUSHING? YOU LIKE HIM!"

"Shut up!! Litterly! He's gonna hear you if you keep shouting like that!" I looked around but I didn't see Joel anywere do I started telling her about our interaction. "Yeah, that's it...I embarrassed myself so much Cleoo!" I hid my face in my hands.

Cleo looked like she was gonna explode from fangirling over me and Joel.

"Flirt with him"

"W-WHA- CLEO! We JUST met! He's a stranger!"

"Still worth a try! Write something on the cup! Like a poem or something." She joked in the last sentence.

I turned red. "I dont know!!"

"The ice in his coffee is melting! You dont have much time to overthink darlin'" she left me. His ice was actually melting so I quickly grabed a pen and wrote on his cup.

"A c-caramel frappe for Joel!,, I yelled.

He stood up hearing his name and came to the counter.

"Thank you!" He grabbed his cup. Then I noticed his sage green nails when he reached for his order. They matched him.

When he left the cafe I grabbed Cleo and started rambling about my decisions and what i wrote on the cup.

755 words if anyone wants to know ;)

I hope you liked the first chapter of this boatboys/smalletho fanfic.

This is the first thing I posted on wattpad so I'm a bit scared of your opinion, but I will take criticism if you have any!

Love you! Stay safe,
The author<3