Larry Fluff One Shots

The Coffee Shop

November 27th, 6:13 PM (L)

"Ah, shit," Louis muttered, practically leaping into the first store he saw, which happened to be an unknown coffee shop. He's lived in this town his whole life and he has never once been in this coffee shop. He looked around, immediately admiring the artwork on the walls and the coziness of the place. There were only two other people in the shop, but Louis didn't mind. He spotted a table in the far back corner, and he made his way over.

Once seated, Louis pulled out his laptop and took out some notes he had written down. He dug in his bag for a pen, and luckily, he found one. He put his glasses on and began to work. Louis hadn't updated his blog in a few months, since he was so busy with work, so he decided to stop and work on a new blog post. He had a lot to talk about.

After about 20 minutes of writing, a barista walked over to the booth he was at and placed a cup on his table. Louis looked up, confused.

"Courtesy of the man in the front," the barista winked, chuckling.

Louis reached around the woman to see the man she was talking about. There was only one other person in the shop at his time, so he placed his gaze upon him. A few seconds later, the man felt Louis's gaze, and looked up to meet his eyes. He blushed, and Louis almost melted.

Louis averted his eyes, looking back down at the kay board of his laptop. The man had the brightest, greenest, most beautiful eyes Louis had ever seen. And his hair. Holy shit. It wasn't too long, but it was a mass of curls. It looked like it was cut recently. Louis watched him for a few minutes, and he noticed that the man kept running his fingers through his hair. It was adorable.

Once Louis was finished with his coffee and his blog post, he began to pack up his belongings. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the man was still there. Louis didn't want to leave without talking to him, since he might never see him again, so he pulled out his phone, sat back, and relaxed.

After awhile, he realized that the man probably wasn't going to come over, so Louis decided to make his move. He stood up from his seat, flung his backpack over his shoulder, and headed toward where the man was sat.

When he arrived at the man's table, he looked up at Louis. His eyes were even more beautiful up close. Louis's legs felt like noodles, so he had to act fast.

"Is this seat taken?" Louis asked him, smiling politely.

The man shook his and gestured for Louis to take a seat.

"So, what's your name?"

"Name's Harry. And you?" The man replied.

"Louis. Thank you for the coffee, Harry." Louis blushed.

"It was my pleasure. I couldn't pass up the opportunity to provide free drinks to the most beautiful person in the room."

Louis practically melted at his words.

"Well, it was very much appreciated. In fact, I'd like to pay you back in return. How much was it?" Louis asked, pulling out his wallet and grabbing a five-dollar bill.

"No, that's alright, Louis. I wanted to do it."

"Please let my pay you back. It was such a nice gesture; It's the least I could do."

"I'm not going to take your money," Harry replied, pushing Louis's money away, "but there is one way you could repay me."
Louis huffed, but proceeded to put his money back into his wallet.

"Oh, yeah, and what would that be, Harry?" Louis smirked.

"Go on a date with me."