this was so much fun to write oh my god im laughing at myself
so i was considering doing this for the letter "c" for "coffee shop au" but i figured it would work better with the letter "e" for "enemy" so yeah kellin and vic hate each other in this one lmao. it was based off of some aus that i saw in a list of "aus where your otp are assholes" and one of them was "i'm a barista and you're the obnoxious customer who comes through and orders a venti macchiato while talking on the phone the whole time so i misspell your name in increasingly creative ways every day" au (which is then paired with "i'm a busy businessperson and my barista keeps misspelling my name in increasingly disrespectful ways, honestly, who does this person think they are" au) so yeah kellin is an asshole barista and vic is an asshole businessman yay have fun
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Kellin has dealt with many rude customers in his (albeit fairly short) time working at Starbucks, but few have been as cranky and shady as this motherfucker.
Okay, maybe that's not entirely true. He has had several encounters with middle-aged soccer moms who proclaim that they "want to speak to the manager," and he's also had far too much experience with being given the evil eye (even though, most of the time, he swears he didn't even do anything wrong). This guy, though? This guy is on a whole other level. Translation: he isn't explicitly a huge asshole, but judging by his mannerisms, Kellin is getting a good feeling that he is, in fact, a huge asshole.
It's around eight o'clock in the morning, and Kellin, of course, has the early shift, because he always does. Up until around ten, most of the people who come in are tired, stressed, cranky, or a mixture of the three, and this guy standing in line definitely seems to be one of those people. He looks to be around Kellin's age and is wearing a suit (which automatically makes him at least kind of an asshole in Kellin's book). The expression on his face as he scopes the place out is one of judgment and intense dislike for most of humanity, and Kellin swears that the guy rolls his eyes at Kellin's exhausted "What can I get for you?"
"Venti caramel macchiato," the guy says curtly, as if he has somewhere much better to be and his patience levels are nonexistent (which is probably true, considering that he looks like some sort of businessman). "That's all."
"Name?" Kellin says, trying to sound pleasant. It's too early for this bullshit.
"Vic," the guy replies in a tone of voice that implies that he thinks he's above everyone else (or maybe they're both just tired and cranky and ready to fight everyone). "Spelled V-I-C."
As the drink is being made, Kellin leans into his coworker, Gabe, and says, "I wanna fight that guy."
Gabe snorts. "Before nine, you wanna fight everyone."
"No, I'm serious," Kellin says in the midst of working, as he's running around behind the counter. "He's an asshole."
"You've only known him for two minutes."
"Yes, but I can tell. Plus, he's a businessman."
When Kellin finishes the drink and calls out Vic's name, Vic appears almost immediately from wherever the fuck he was hiding, roughly taking the drink from Kellin without a single word, not even a "Thank you."
Yeah, Kellin is definitely going to fight this dude.
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The next time Kellin sees Vic, it's around the same time, so of course they're both tired and cranky again. This time, though, it's made worse by the fact that now Vic is on the fucking phone.
Kellin can already tell that it's one of those Important Business Conversations, and it annoys the hell out of him. He's dealing with another order right now, and he hopes that by the time he gets to Vic, the call will have ended...but of course it doesn't.
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Alphabet AU Challenge
FanficA one-shot series in which I write an AU for every letter of the alphabet. Mostly Kellic, a couple other ships.