Black jeans- Corbyn Besson

Heat

    I woke up, showered, and slipped into the usual; black jeans, t-shirt, and sneakers. I pushed my hair to the usual side, grabbed my phone, and began to walk towards the shop. It's been a few days since me and all the guys hung out, including Corbyn. Corbyn and I face-timed any time he wasn't busy. Ever since we met, I've honestly felt so much more happier. I could feel things I didn't feel before. I noticed things I didn't notice before. I saw brighter colors replace the pale colors I had seen before.

   Back to work now. The heat was so intense; it felt like all my pores were expanding and my face was being pulled down. I smiled to myself;  the heat reminded me of how hot it was, on the first day Corbyn and I met. Once I got to the shop I threw up my hands into two little guns and made a clicking sound with my tongue. "Sup T." Tom squinted his eyes and grumbled. "I'll make sure to be extra loud today." I snorted and shook my head. I wrapped the apron around my waist and tied my hair up and into my cap.

   Like usual, I waited to spot another one of Tom's blondes.

Instead, I spotted my blonde.

Corbyn walked through the door and grinned widely once he spotted me behind the counter. "Good morning, what can I get ya?" Once again, I smiled like an idiot. "Good morning, I'll take the usual." I giggled and bounced to the machine to prepare the order. Tom grunted; "Gosh, what are you doing to her Corbyn?" I glared at Tom and disregarded his comment. I turned back to Corbyn and smiled. "Here's the medium hot-chocolate and a glazed donut." He smiled widely and was in the process of paying.

   The doorbell rang once again and a blonde girl walked in. I glance at Tom and he nods at the girl. "Tom-Tom! Baby!" She walks around the counter and into the backroom with Tom. I quickly drag Corbyn out of the shop. He gives me a confused expression and  I answer before he could even ask. "You don't wanna know what goes on in that back room." Corbyn raises an eyebrow and comments; "How do you know when to go back inside?" I point at my watch and set a timer for 2 minutes. After the 2 minutes are up I count down. "Three, Two, One." The blonde girl swings the door open, almost hits us with the door, and storms out of the shop. "That's every weekend."

   We laugh it off and I signal Corbyn to come back inside. We find Tom with the usual smug look on his face. We walk back to the counter and I give Corbyn his change. Just as we thought that we had seen enough for today, Blonde 68 storms into the shop. Oh no. Tom's smug look quickly changed. Before Blonde 68 even addresses Tom, she pauses, and eyes Corbyn from head-to-toe. I raise my eyebrow and wait for her to comment. She steps towards him and tilts her head. "Hi there, what might your name be?" Corbyn smiles and says. "Aria." Blonde 68 squints her eyes at him and raises her eyebrow. "Your name?" Corbyn smiles politely and replies; "No, that's my girlfriend's name." Blonde 68 laughs and tucks a piece of hair behind her ear. "I mean- She's not here to find out anything..." She tried so hard to speak seductively that I cringed. "Actually, my girlfriend is right here-" He lifts his hand toward me and continues; "and I'm here visiting her at work."

    I adjusted my apron, straightened my back, and tried to hold back my smile. Blonde 68 made a hurt expression and rolled her eyes at me. The clearly offended girl walks around the counter and drags Tom by the collar to the backroom with her. Corbyn grabs my arm and we quickly step outside. He presses a button on my watch; setting a 2-minute timer. I laugh and he pulls me into a hug. "I've missed you." I didn't care how hot it was. I didn't care how sweaty we both were. I didn't care how the girl or anyone looked at us at that moment. I enjoyed the embrace and hugged him tighter. I could hear his heartbeat picking up the pace once I squeezed him. "I've missed you too."