The Grinning Blue Barista (Shance Modern Coffee Shop AU)

Chapter 1

If you spot any mistakes in the writing, please tell me. Thanks! Enjoy! Btw careful with this chapter, Shiro's thoughts on Lance are such fluff material, I almost got a cavity just writing it.

Disclaimer: In this story, Lance and Hunk are 19, Keith and Pidge are 16, and Shiro is 24. 

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Shiro could not believe it had happened again. Keith, the nephew he'd taken in after his sister had died, had gotten expelled from yet another school. That had to be... the fifth one? In only two years? How was that even possible? So Shiro had put his foot down, decided to move them to a new place. Change of scenery would be good for Keith; new town, new school, new Keith, all that stuff. He hoped it worked. He was getting so stressed, his hair was starting to turn white.

That had been a week ago. Now Shiro had already moved them out here, found a nice apartment, a new school for Keith, and a new job. Tutoring had always been a fun side job for him, so now he'd decided to do it to cover their living costs. If need be, he had some money saved up in the bank, but they probably wouldn't need it. He wanted to save up some more for when Keith needed it. 

Walking down one of the busier streets in their new town, Shiro was suddenly hit with the scent of coffee and fresh bread. There! Across the street was a small coffee shop with an old, beat up sign that read "Succulent Cafe and Bakery". Looked like he would be stopping for coffee, then.

A small bell chimed as Shiro entered. There weren't very many customers sitting at the tables; a dark-skinned girl with white hair reading a book and sipping at her drink, and two identical-looking teenagers wearing large glasses working on their laptops, too many empty espresso cups strewn across their table. 

'They must be siblings.' Shiro thought, walking towards the counter. There his eyes met brilliant sapphire blue eyes, as deep as the sea, bright with mischief and joy. The eyes were, of course, attached to a face. A beautiful face, with beautifully tanned skin and a brilliant smile. And that face was attached to a body, also a beautiful one. Tall, though shorter than Shiro, and incredibly lanky, with long legs and arms. Even his fingers were beautiful, thin and long. 'STOP!' Shiro thought to himself. He had to get himself under control.

He got to the counter, took a deep breath, and ordered his drink. "One, uh, large Americano with.. two creams. Please." 'Wow, good job, Shiro. Let him know you're awkward.' He thought to himself sarcastically.

"One large Americano with two creams coming right up." How could a smile shine so brightly? 

Shiro payed for his coffee and picked it up at the other end of the counter a minute later. He tried to hide his face when he went for his coffee, sure it was red. After he sat down, he continued to sneak glances at the pretty barista. 

A taller, more buff guy with a bright smile soon came out of the kitchen with a tray of some sort of pastry. He talked to the barista, all the while smiling and laughing. It seemed to be contagious, and soon enough they were both laughing and having fun. Shiro paused, awestruck at the pure joy coming off of the beautiful barista. How could one person look so beautiful?

When blue eyes met with his, Shiro quickly looked down at his table, sipping at his coffee as if it had all the answers to the world. 

"Oh, Lance, by the way, don't forget your jacket in the break room today. You always do." Shiro suddenly heard from the taller man, who must've been the baker.

"Okay, Hunk, thanks. See you tomorrow." Shiro saw the barista, Lance, take off his apron and walk into the back. 

'His shift must be over,' Shiro thought. 'His name suits him.'

Lance skipped out of the kitchen, past the tables and out the front door, jacket hanging off of his arm.  Shiro's eyes were drawn to him the whole way. 'Holy Crap!' he thought. He had the cutest, perky little butt Shiro had ever seen. His face felt on fire. 

He quickly finished his coffee and rushed home, eager to push his face into a pillow and pine for a guy he'd just barely met. Was it childish? Absolutely. Was he gonna do it? Absolutely.