Drag Race One Shots

Coffee Shop (Trixya)

Word count: 604 (not counting this or the author's note.)

A/N
Hey so ya this is the first one hope you like it. Sorry if it's crap or if you have read something similar. I didn't steal this from anyone so ya. After a few of these I'll do a vote to see which one I should make into a real story. Also obviously using Trixie and Katya cause they're both Brian. Ok hope you like it bye!

It was an early Sunday morning, and Trixie was on his way to Starbucks. He was in Chicago visiting one of his close friends, Sang. Sang was still asleep when he got up, so he left a little note and left.
At Starbucks. If I'm not home when you wake up, I'm probably still there so text me if you want anything. ~Brian
As he was walking, he saw one of his really close friends, Jaren.
"Oh my god Jaren hi!" Trixie shouted, but Jaren had his headphones in and just kept waking. Fuck. Trixie thought. That was fucking awkward. At least I don't know anyone else here. He kept waking until he reached the Starbucks. They had the Christmas drinks out as of a few days ago, so Trixie ordered a Caramel Brulée Latte.
"What's the name for that?"
"Brian." The barista looked really confused, but wrote the name down. He went to stand and wait with the building crowd. He looked around at all the people there. There was a lady that looked like a soccer mom, probably on her way to a game, decked out in full team merch, with matching party city beads. Next to her was a lady in a blazer, who looked really impatient, and a man who looked like someone took the soccer mom and put her in the microwave for too long. (I got that from a comment on one of Trixie's posts😂) Strangley, I couldn't stop looking at him. He looked about 35, and like someone's uncle that was really gay and probably on drugs, but Trixie didn't mind it. In fact, he kind of liked it. He didn't stop staring until he heard the barista call out:
"Caramel Brulée Latte for Brian!"
Trixie headed over to grab it when he felt someone's hand on his. He looked up to see the man he had been staring at for who knows how long.
"Um..." He stammered, trying to find words.
"Sorry, this must be yours."
"Um... Uh, no, um... You can have it" he struggled to get out. Trixie just laughed.
"Oh I wouldn't be laughing sweetie!" He said jokingly.
"What?"
"Oh I saw your little thing on the street this morning."
"Oh shit" Trixie laughed, his whole face heating up.
"It's ok, he does that to me all the time."
"You know Jaren?"

Katya's POV:

"You know Jaren?"  The boy looked about 16, and acted like a 20 year old woman. He had sweatpants on and a jacket, but I could just barley see his shirt, which was a terrifying yet beautiful Barbie staring back at me.
"Um ya I do. Sh- he's one of my best friends." I wondered how he knew Jaren.  Then I hear once again:
"Caramel Brulée Latte for Brian!"
"Oh" I laugh "that must be mine" I start to walk away but I hear his laugh and turn around. It's the funniest sound ever. I hurry to grab my drink and make sure he's still there after. Then I finally connect the dots. A guy named Brian that happens to know Jaren?
"Wait are you Sang's friend?" He turns around and looks up look at me.
"Yeah, you know him?"
"He's one of my closest friends."

Trixie's POV:

"He's one of my closest my friends." I wonder why Sang never told me about him. I turn to see him walking out the door.
"Well that takes care of one thing."
"Really? And what is that?"
"He can give you my number." He says winking as he walks out the door.
"I guess that does help" I mutter to myself.