Hiddleswift Oneshots

Oneshot #8: Starbucks

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Third Person's POV

"Mommy? How did you and daddy meet?" a little girl asked her mom.

"Well, princess, daddy and mommy met in a really busy coffee shop called Starbucks, which, in fact, is only a few blocks away," the father replied for his wife, who was busy preparing Christmas cookies.

"Ooh, I love Starbucks!" the three-year-old replied in a cute accent. "Tell me more!"

"So..."
*Flashback*

A woman named Taylor walked into the busy shop, not really thinking that she would actually meet the love of her life that day, as things in her life couldn't have been worse.

She sighed as she saw that the whole place was packed, meaning she had to stand for a while, as she didn't have nothing to do because it was a Saturday.

A smart-looking barista motioned her over with a small smile, and that's what it all took for her to fall head over heels for him.

She walked toward the man with a smile, and ordered her drink. She was asked for her name, and she replied quickly, trying to put the change in her wallet as fast as she could.

"Pretty name for a pretty lady," the barista said, and the woman noticed that he had a smooth British accent that she wouldn't mind hearing forever.

She blushed at the compliment and muttered,"Thank you."

When she looked up at the British man, she noticed that his name was Tom.

"So, this may be really ironic, since I work at a coffee shop, but how do you feel about getting coffee later?" Tom asked her, a crooked smile playing on his lips.

"That sounds great," she replied, grinning.

"Great. Can I have your number, then?" he asked, making her drink blindly, as he'd been working there for so long was lost in her deep blue eyes.

"Of course," she replied.

And that's where it all started. He asked for her number, and she gave it to him. After all that, they went to a series of dates before he actually asked her out. And she, of course, said yes.

After a year and a half of dating, he proposed to her, and before they knew it, they were getting married just a few months after.

Just a few weeks after their marriage, they found out that Taylor was pregnant, and soon they were holding their bundle of joy.

And now, the bundle of joy was already three, inheriting her mother's blond curls and her father's blue eyes, which were just slightly lighter than her mother's.
*end of flashback*

"And that's how things went for us," Tom finished his story.

"So you're Mommy's Prince Charming?" the little girl asked, her yes wide with curiosity.

"I can say I am," he chuckled. "And you, my little princess, will have to go to sleep." He lifted her up and carried her to her bedroom, gently putting her on the bed.

Taylor walked into her daughter's room, the sight of her husband kissing their daughter's forehead making her smile.

"Can you kiss me goodnight too, Mommy?" she asked, only half awake.

"Of course," Taylor replied, walking to her and pressing a gentle kiss on her forehead, pulling a blanket over her child's body, before turning the lights off and leaving the room with her husband.

"You're an amazing mum," Tom said, intertwining their hands as they walked to their room.

"You're a amazing dad," Taylor replied. "I knew you would be."

He laughed slightly, opening the bedroom door for her.

"Always the gentleman."

"Only for you," he said. "So what do you say, want to make a mini-me now?" Tom asked, smirking.

"Oh, shut up," Taylor laughed, kissing him.

He led her to the bed, and the rest was history.
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Hey guys! It's been so long since I updated and I'm really sorry for that.

Anyway, I just wanted you guys to know that I'm going on vacation soon, and it's either I'll be so happy that I'll write a new oneshot, or so tired that I won't be able to even get on wattpad. There's no in between.

Thanks for reading!
Bye!
DSBF!