Random One shots featuring Deceit Sanders. Thank you Thomas Sanders for making great characters.
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**Remus's POV**
I got dragged by my brother to this stupid coffee shop. Just because his boyfriend hangs out there all the time.
"Virgil! How is my storm cloud!" Roman asked as he ran to the emo guy in the corner.
The cafe was empty except for us and two workers. I walked over to the counter and the barista turned around. I was shocked to see the large burn going down half his face and neck. He was beautiful with hetrocromatic eyes. I looked down and saw that his nametag said Ethan.
"What would you like?" He was holding up a cup and facing the scarred side away from me.
"A coffee, cream no sugar, and your number."
He turned bright red and it made him cuter. A manager came by and grabbed the cup. He took off his sunglasses.
"Cool off in the back before you start mumbling." He turned towards me and I felt the stare of death upon me. "Listen here, if you meant it as a joke. I will chop off your balls and serve them in your coffee."
I quickly covered my crouch area.
"I believe you. I was not joking around. He is beautiful with such amazing eyes."
"What about his scar?" Someone whispered in my ear.
I looked over and saw that it was Virgil, Roman's boyfriend.
"So? Any painting is beautiful but when you look up close then you see all the scratches and scars that create the beauty."
"Here is your coffee." The beautiful Ethan came back. "Virgil, I don't act like that to your boyfriend. Back off before you scare him."
I saw nine digits on the cup, so I grabbed his hand and kissed his hand. All those years of theatre with Roman taught me well.
"What time do you get off of work?"
"Three hours."
"See you soon my dear starry knight."
**A few dates later**
"How come they were so over protective of you at the coffee shop?" I asked as we were eating ice cream.
"Because of my scar. My last boyfriend got upset at me and chucked burning hot coffee at my face." I kissed the scarred cheek and he blushed. "He was upset that I kept on getting hit on at work even though I was true to him."
"Too bad for him, it added to your beauty." My head was on his shoulder. "Also, it smells like coffee and it makes me want to lick you."
