It took six times for Kisses to visit the café before Donny finally grew a pair and asked her on a date.
Somewhat.
He pulled one of the oldest tricks out of the book, actually: writing his number on her drink.
But he didn't do it in a douchebag way, at least. No winky-faces or some shit like that. It was just his number and he only hoped his sweaty hands didn't smudge the freshly written numbers as he handed Kisses her drink.
"Let's see what name I get today," she said, a hint of amusement in her tone. But when her eyes shifted to the cup and all she saw was number, her breath caught in her throat and she looked up only to see Donny with the slightest blush on his cheeks.
"I'll talk to you later?"
She didn't have to think. "I'll call you later."
[tbc]
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d e l i c a t e • a DonKiss Fic
FanfictionIn which Kisses Delavin found herself falling for a mischievous barista. DK Fic. twitter: @dearselene [tittle doesn't really have anything to do with the story, just couldn't think of another one]
