Fandom One-Shots (Septiplier, Malec, Phan, Newtmas/Dylmas) Smut and Fluff

My- No, Our Coffee Shop (Dylmas)

Dylan sighed as he checked into work at a small coffee shop in London. He had moved to work as a director or actor and work away from America, he had road tripped all over it, but he's wanted to move away with his mother. Once they were there, Dylan had to get a job while waiting to see if he can get the job he wants. Dylan threw on his apron and began working.

The day went tragically slow. Dylan just wanted to rush home and sleep until he is confirmed for the job. Dylan sighed as he began wiping down the counters as the bell dinged that you would hear once someone was entering. "We're closed." Dylan spoke not looking up from the stain he trying to desperately clean. "My apologize. I'll leave now." Dylan looked up to see an angel. A tall dirty blonde male stood looking as beautiful as ever. His hair was messy and his face was cute mixed with hot all at once before it began to turn towards the door. "W-Wait!" Dylan stuttered. The messy hair boy turned back with a confused look. "I don't mind...serving one last person." He said with a slight tint of red on his cheeks. The boy smiled and his cheeks turned red. "I hope you don't mind..." He responded. "Usually I would, but you are an exception." Dylan said grinning making the messy haired boy smile and walk to the counter. "Well, what do you recommend?" He asked. "I like the Café Mocha's here. Amazing." Dylan said with a 👌 hand movement, nice one Dylan. "Well I'll have two of those, please." He said with a sweet smile. Dylan smiled and nodded and started making two. "So what's your name?" The boy asked leaning against the counter. "Dylan, you?" He responded using the machine. "Thomas. I like the name Dylan." He said smiling with that sweet smile that took Dylan's breath away both times he did it. "Your name is pretty attractive as well." Dylan said with a smile. Did he just say that out loud? "Thanks." Thomas responded. Dylan nodded, his face on fire before he brought over the drinks. "That'll be £3.20." Dylan said with a smile. "But I bought two?" Thomas asked confused. "One is on the house." Dylan said with a smile. "Thank you! But couldn't that get you fired?" He asked. "Probably, but I don't want this job anyways." Dylan said with slight smile and a shrug. "Why don't you come tell me about it." Thomas said beaconing Dylan to one of the tables. Dylan smiled and came out from behind the counter to join him. They both sat down and Thomas slide one of the mochas to Dylan. "You're giving this to me?" Dylan asked with a blush creeping back up onto his face. "Why'd you think I asked what you liked and got two? You seem fun." Thomas said with a grin before taking a few sips from the mug. Dylan felt his face turn slightly red. Did he say he was fun? He cares about me? "Thank you, but you are the Angel here." He responded confidentially. Thomas felt himself get flustered. "Thank you, but enough about me, I'd like to get to know you." Pretty soon they talked and talked getting to know each other until they felt like we've know each other for years. Dylan told Thomas how he wished to be a director or an actor. Thomas than told how he was an actor and promised to throw in his name to a director or director business. Pretty soon after laughs and empty mugs, the two boys stood up. "Before I go," Thomas spoke up before Dylan could say anything, "Do you have a pen and paper? I need to show you something cool." Dylan nodded and pulled out a sticky note and pen from behind the counter then gave it to his angel. Thomas wrote down something and gave it to Dylan. "This is a phone number." Dylan said looking at the phone number. "Yeah it's pretty cool, you should call or text it sometime." Thomas said with a wink before turning and heading towards the door. "Nice meeting you Tommy!" Dylan said before Thomas turned and smiled. "It was a pleasure." He responded before the door dinged and Dylan stood with a grin, anxious to call his angel for coffee again.