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Mikey woke up to a familiar scent of coffee. He got up and went to the small kitchen he and Gerard shared. Technically, they lived above their coffee shop the both bought 3 years ago. It wasn't a big coffee shop, but there was enough little coffee dates and tumblr girls who loved the vintage aesthetic to keep the shop running. No one else really helps run the place with Gerard and Mikey. Sometimes, if Gerard's boyfriend, Frank, had free time, he'd help with making the orders.

Most of the time, it was Mikey handling everything because Gerard was out. He didn't mind. He was never the type to have many friends. He does have one friend, Ray, who worked abroad often. But Mikey didn't mind, he loved the little shop. There was even a stage that had an acoustic guitar, that had a lock to prevent theft, hanging from the wall and people can ask to play if they wanted to.

The little, vintage coffee shop was (half) his and he loved it. Well, until a certain soul entered.

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