Peter Pan&Felix imagines|✔️|

Order something!(panlix au)

Felix worked at the local Starbucks down the street from his dorm. He worked Wednesdays, Mondays, Saturdays, and Fridays to pay for his school tuition.

Felix was a wonderful worker, he greeted every customer with a warm and charming smile; sending them off with a laugh after he took their order.

On a windy October afternoon, the glass door to the Starbucks opened and a brunette boy stepped in, walking with his nose in the air and a confident stride with each step he took.

"Hi, welcome to Starbucks! I'm Felix, what can I get you on this lovely afternoon?" Felix asked, looking at the boy with a cheeky smile.

The boy inhaled deeply through his nose, letting a loud sigh out of his mouth before he swiveled on his heels and walked back out the door with the same confident demeanor.

Felix cocked a brow, but shook his head, thinking it was nothing as he went back to humming a morbid tune merrily while he wiped down the counter.

Next day

The door to the Starbucks opened and closed at 7:00 am. Felix didn't look up from cleaning the counter but smiled anyways.

"Hello! Welcome the Starbucks! I'm Felix, now how can I help you this morning?" Felix looked up and saw the same boy from yesterday. He smiled again. "Oh hey, it's you! You didn't get anything yesterday, so can I get you something today?"

The boy was silent as he looked over the menu behind Felix.

"Um... maybe something on the house?"

The boy's eyes flew to Felix's face. Felix's eyes widened.

"A-are you okay, sir?"

The boy inhaled sharply and pivoted on his heels, walking back out the door with empty hands.

Several days later

Now, as I had stated, Felix was fairly nice to customers.

This was all true. Well, until the boy became a regular.

He came in every day at 7, stopping to look over the pastry and coffee selection, then inhaled deeply and walked right back out empty handed.

And Felix was done.

On the fifth day of this routine, the boy waltzed into the Starbucks.

"Welcome to Starbucks! I'm Felix--" when Felix noticed who it was, his eyes darkened and his composer changed.

"You," he growled. "You have come in here every morning. You just walk in here, fucking look around, inhale deeply, then walk back out. LIKE, SERIOUSLY, JUST BUY SOMETHING ALREADY!"

The boy smirked and strutted over to the counter.

"A tall white chocolate mocha, please," his eyes glistened with mischief and he cocked and eyebrow abnormally high. "Felix."

Felix kept a hard glare with the boy a he punched the order into the register.

"$2.50 please," He seethed. The boy nodded and pulled out a wallet, handing Felix the change. "May I have a name?"

"Peter."

Felix locked his jaw in place. He walked sternly over to the machine and made the coffee.

"Peter." He spat as he slammed down the cup. Peter walked over and picked it up, smirking as he did. He locked eyes with Felix as he took a sip from the cup.

Peter smiled and pulled out a pen from Felix's apron. He held the cup up and wrote something on it. He set it back down in front of Felix gently.

Felix furrowed his brows and looked at Peter.

Peter smirked and winked.

"See ya tomorrow, Felix." Peter called over his shoulder as he walked out the door.

Felix picked up the cup and looked at it.

What I wanted wasn't on the menu, call me;) Peter

Felix looked at the digits written on the cup.

He sighed.

But smiled to himself as he typed the number into his phone, labeling the contact as that one hot customer.