My Starbucks Boy

7¤ The date

Dedicated to @OneD_Magic because she's super sweet. And such a great writer.

As he leaned down into me, my mind raced in different directions.

His breath smells like bubblegum

Am I really gonna kiss him?

Oh God this is happening

His lips were less than an inch away from my face, when I turned away.

They landed on my cheek, and his eyes fluttered open, giving me a confused look.

I looked back at him sheepishly.

"It's not that I don't wanna kiss you Mikey, I really do. But I don't think we should start playing tonsil tennis here-" I leaned up to his ears "-too many innocent eyes. The squirrels, the birds, the ants. I mean, think of the poor minds!" I exclaimed, making him start laughing softly.

"It's okay. I understand. And I'm sorry"

"For what?"

"For making a move on you. That was quite rude"

My jaw fell slack. Rude?

"You were in no way rude! In fact you were extremely polite! You asked me"

"Yeah. I know but-"

"-I don't wanna hear a word now. I'm hungry, and I'm sure you are. So let's just eat now. Agreed?"

A small smile was on my face as I looked into his hazel eyes.

He returned the smile and stood up, before helping me up as well.

We were sat on the blanket, legs crossed and the basket in between the both of us.

" I can't wait for you to find out what's in here" I grinned, rubbing my palms together.

"Why?"

"Because Jasmine stayed up all night preparing and packing it"

"That's awesome. I gotta say, she did a great job"

"Hey! It was my idea too" I pouted, folding my arms across my chest.

He just shook his head, chuckling and saying something that sounded like 'way too cute' under his breath.

I doubt that was what he said anyway.

As I started opening the basket, he held my hands.

I'm just gonna act like I'm not erupting into a million pieces. His palms are so soft. And I'm super tempted to ask what lotion he uses.

"Okay what is it Angelo? I can't eat in peace again?"

He groaned. "Stop being over dramatic Adrien. And please stop calling me Angelo, please"

It was my turn to giggle.

"Okay I can't call you Angelo, but I can call you anything else?"

"Yes. Anything but that" he cried out, putting his two hands together and shutting his eyes tightly.

"Who's being over dramatic now?" I asked, cocking my head to the side.

"Any who, your new name is-" I took a deep breath and looked at his face. He looked like a little kid expecting candy. "-Angie!"

His smile dropped quicker than I could blink, and mine came up.

"Between that and Angelo, I don't know which is even worse" Leaning his chin in the palm of his hand, he looked like a grumpy baby.