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Keith x Fem! Maid reader

My pov ig:

It was yet another warm day as you walked to your dreaded job. I can't say you liked it, that'd be a lie. You started working there around 6 months ago, so it's a new job in the scheme of time. So you still had time to grow with it, not like you wanted to. It really had become a bother on your free time and your grades. Why did you start working there in the first place? You lost your mother to an illness and your father is still recovering from the devastating event. So you decided you had to be the strong one for a change and get a job; but next time don't take the first one available. Luckily, It's not all doom and gloom. It's fairly good pay, above minimum wage, and your hours are suitable for school and sleep at least. Yet the most ironic thing is, you work in a modern day maid cafe. Not the really grand kind of one - nope! You had to wear short dresses and cat ears. So yes, you indeed did hate it.

The streets of Tokyo were crowded and everyone was in a sweat. Convenient. Everyone was in their own rush in the midst of summer, making you sometimes walk into the odd person who clearly were down with the heat. They could at least cheer up though! It's not raining or anything. You made your way to the cafe whilst playing a little mind game. You enjoy to imagine cool situations with aliens and monsters taking over the town and adorable magical girls coming to the rescue! You'd call yourself creative but everyone else (Who are very boring, by the way.) claim you to be the type who watches too many movies. Another passion was conspiracy theories, you wrote some in your spare time. That was also a blast.

You arrive at the cafe, It's small and cosy. Your co-worker waved at you as you made your way to the changing rooms. The girl who waved to you was probably the most experienced maid there. She works full time and somehow adores the job. It's rumoured that she was scouted from her old cafe job due to her stunning looks. That you have to believe! She has the most wonderful lengthy hair which perfectly suits her model figure. What you'd give for her figure is nameless.

Once your dress was on and you practiced a few poses in the mirror you went out to do your job. You had your diversity of customers, some young girls there for the cute pictures of coffee and some gross boys there for the costumes. Yet as a worker, you couldn't beat them to the ground. Though it was extremely tempting. As always. But your day passes like the rest and the bright humid days become softer evenings. It was at the last 30 minutes of work and it was much calmer, you were the only waiter and only one barista was left. Everyone else usually goes home these days early to spend time with their family, so you ever so graciously (Or unwillingly if you must-) took their place. Though you preferred it like this.

The soft cloth made the wooden table shine as you hear the bell ring, announcing customers arrival.
It was a tall man and a slightly shorter boy around your age. The older one had soft white hair and a strong jawline. He had a soft face but with a scar across his nose and glasses on top of that. The younger one had a messy mullet and a glare, he himself also had a scar. This one seemed much more angry, Only black clothes and edgy band T-shirts. Now how you wish you could wear those to work!

"Are you still open?" The taller one ask, you replied with a simple nod. "Mhm! Would you like a menu?" You asked, smiling brightly. One thing emphasised with this job was smiles. If you couldn't smile you couldn't get the job. There's one thing the manager needs to know is that there's moody cats and you are one.

You sat them down with cat themed menus and continued wiping as you waited for them to order. In the end they ordered the caramel frappe. Lucky! You adored the sweet frappe and craved one more than ever. The barista made the drinks before heading home so you were left to clean. Great.

Without realising, you started to hum as you were mopping, and caught a certain mullet heads attention. You were absolutely dense to the situation though, because tiredly mopping was a big distraction. It was a tune to an idol band you were currently obsessed over. You loved them because of how unique their music is. They don't wear short and cute dresses like other idols and their songs aren't always as energetic. Their outfits are often school based and they sing about common day issues. The lyrics were so meaningful and yet the beat always had a super catchy thing about it. Yes, I'm talking about Keyakizaka46. You were humming to ambivalent quietly when the mullet tapped your shoulder, causing you to jump in shock.

"Uh, we'd like to pay." He said and held some money.
"Oh, uh yeah sorry." You apologised. Nobody else was around so you slipped out of your annoying cat character and went with your normal personality. It was a relax to talk like a normal girl.

You unlocked the cash register and exchanged the money tiredly. "Thanks for stopping by." You told him. Though he seemed concerned as well as the other adult. You really shouldn't blame them for being worried, you were tired and it was dark outside... let alone the fact you're wearing a maids dress and cat ears and the changing rooms are locked.

"Are you sure it's safe to go home alone?" The oldest one asked finally. You awkwardly smiled and nodded "Of course!"

"I'm Keith, I'll walk you home." He said, his eyes averting to the side. You tried to not accept his offer but he persisted. So in the end he walked you home. The two of you seemed to get along very well and now you know the two of them very well. Heck the oldest one, who goes by Shiro, Is like another dad to you!
It was that same date a year later where you were finishing work and he was giving you his tip with a little note. In red Ink it said 'I love you.'

It's corny, but kinda cute. So you two are the most talked about couple of the maid cafe.