(I lost my draft for this so it took me ages to redraft and write)
Requested by ANIMStory24
key: f/c= favourite colour f/a= favourite animal y/n= your name h/c= hair colour s/c= skin colour
Setting up the café was made much more fun while chatting with your best friend and co-worker, Pidge. You two had your own café based on space and astronauts- an obsession you both shared. It got hectic sometimes, only the two of you working here, but it was only a small business so there was no need for any more workers.
It was a peaceful morning, only a few regulars coming in. The chain of regulars was broken when a new, extremely attractive man walked through the door. "Welcome to Celestial Coffee, what would you like to order?" You beamed at the non female taking out his headphones.
"I'd like a large coffee with extra sugar to go please." His smooth voice added to his attractiveness, gosh, he was perfect.
"Anything else?" You wrote down his order, still smiling.
"Your name?" That caught you off guard a little, you looked up at his smirking face and giggled a little, pulling a piece of hair behind your red hot ear. After he payed you went to make his coffee, and listen to Pidge teasing you quietly.
The h/c girl handed the flirt his coffee with a wink, he smiled and winked back after reading the cup. "Thanks y/n."
He came back every day with the same order, but asking for a new fact about the girl he was interested in.
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"Anything else?"
"Your f/c"
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"Anything else"
"Your f/a"
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Instead of being met with a smiling s/c face, today he was met with a tired looking pale one- who saw him and immediately said "y/n's sick, before you ask."
He frowned and ordered his usual. Pidge wrote something on his cup just before passing it to him. He read it and started blushing furiously, walking out very quickly.
'CONFESS TO HER WITH THIS: *************'
The next day, y/n was back so instead of ordering, loverboy looked her in the eyes and said
"Are you Google? Because I've just found what I've been searching for."
Y/n looked behind her to see a dying Pidge(on) and giggled a bit.
"You shouldn't trust Pidge for pickup lines."
The boy realised that he hadn't told y/n his name yet, but before he could say anything she started talking.
"Do you have a name or can I call you mine?"
