Coffee (Hotel AU)

Room 6

A month had passed since Jon started working at the hotel. He was very good at his job, sweet and polite to the customers, quick and handy with being the busboy.

It impressed Bruce with the work ethic of the teen and Damian was as well, but only slightly I tell you!

Yes, Jon was a good worker.

The Friday night rush finally slowed down, and Jamie only had to carry two trays instead of around five every ten minutes.

Jon tried to help carry them before, but they got super heavy. He was amazed at the strength servers had.

Jamie looked up as he heard the door open and in walked Jason and Valentine. "Hey guys!" He chirped and walked over, "On a date on your day off?"

Valentine blushed a bit before smiling, "We were going to go to the movies..." he murmured.

"But the only thing playing is fifty shades of gray and Deadpool. Valentine doesn't like either." Jason shrugged, "So it's munch time."

Jamie nodded, "Well, any date is better than none." He told them, a wistful expression on his face.

Valentine caught it and smiled softly, "Why don't you just tell him? I doubt he'd say no." He encouraged.

"Yeah, I know Dick, and he gets along reaaaally well with you. And I mean really." Jason agreed, slinging an arm around the Ginger's waist.

Jamie bit his bottom lip. He had been hiding his feelings for too long... maybe he should tell Dick.

"I'll attempt to... after my shift. He gets off when I do." Jamie caved, a nervous shiver crawling down his back.

"Great! Let me know how it goes!" Valentine cheered, tugging Jason off to a booth.

Jon didn't hear anything but he saw Valentine and Jason rush off to a booth, "Does no one use the host stand anymore?" He asked absentmindedly.

After a few hours, it was midnight. Jamie was always the closer of the restaurant during the weekdays. Jon left at ten, and so did Connor. Dick and Jamie were the only ones left in the food department.

Gathering up his courage, Jamie walked into the bar, wiping his sweaty hands onto his maroon apron.

"Hello, Uh, Dick." Jamie stumbled over his greeting and mentally facepalmed.

Dick turned around from the wine glasses he was polishing, and a grin grew on his face, "Jamie! Today has been busy, huh?" He leaned against the counter, causing Jamie's heart to race.

He always did look good in his uniform... He thought with a thick gulp. "He-Hey Dick... Uhm... would you like... to hang out sometime...?"

Dick didn't seem to understand what exactly Jamie meant, but he understood that hang out part, "How about Sunday? Because on Saturday I'm taking Kori on a date."

Jamie's heart dropped and his blood ran cold, "Oh... you guys are back together..?" He asked, trying not to let his voice reveal his feelings.

"Yeah, we talked things out, again." Dick grinned, "I'll see you Sunday, then!"

"Yeah... okay..."

Jamie didn't tell anyone that he went home and cried himself to sleep. Why was romance so difficult?