𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍 ◦ 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

'𝐀𝐔' 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐨 𝐁𝐨𝐝𝐭 || 𝐂𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞

𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠: 𝐂𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 ~ 𝐁𝐓𝐒

Warning: cuteness

Words: 626 words

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I walk through the warm cafe that greeted me with a nice warm aroma, smelling the sweet smell of coffee. The room is filled with a few people, hearing the soft chatter amongst happy people. I wore a nice jumper with my fingerless gloves on, as Winter is greeted just this morning. I walk through the small dainty cafe, greeting a few regulars.

I then walk up to the register, "Hello (Y/N), it's cold this morning," Jane smiles gently, as I have grown to be really good friends over the time I applied for university.

"I know, right?" I chuckle softly. 

"Now let me guess, Cappuccino?" She asks me.

"Actually I might have a Mocha," I say, as she smiles.

"Coming right up!" She smiles, going to work to make my coffee. While I was waiting I went to turn around when I felt my body slam into someone. I almost fall back, when I felt someone's hand snakes around my waist pulling me up.

"I am so sorry, I wasn't watchin--" I pause for a second, revealing a handsome boy. His freckles dust across his cheeks, and his eyes were like a coffee brown. So cheesy I know, but it's what came first in my head.

"No it was my fault," he says, as his eyes widening checking me.

He pulls me up, "(Y/N) (L/N)," I say, smiling softly.

"Marco Bodt," he says. "I am so sorry, I have to get to university soon."

"Really? The one with Mr Ackerman and Mr Smith?" I ask him, as he nods. "I haven't see you around before."

"Awesome, well I came to grab myself a coffee before heading off," He says, seeing pink dust hi cheeks. "Would you....like to come with me?"

"I would love too!" I exclaim, smiling softly.

"(Y/N)! You're coffee!" Jane calls.

"Hang on," I say to Marco, as I quickly grab my coffee. Marco grabs his from another staff member, as we head outside in the cold. "So how old are you?"

"Twenty," he replies. "You?"

"I am nineteen, turning twenty this year," I reply shyly, feeling my heart beat rapidly.

"Nice, also I have a friend at University as well," he says. "He is kind of a jerk and a huge flirt."

"What's his name?"

"Horseface....I mean...Jean Kirschtein," he replies. 

"Oh I know him, yeah he is a bit of a jerk," I mumble, remembering all the times he tried to ask me out. Most of the time it didn't work, because I didn't like anyone but now. Just by looking at Marco, I knew deep down we are gonna be great friends.

{TimeSkip}

****𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫****

"So mommy, is that how you and daddy met?" my little girl asks me, as she was only five years old.

"Yes, we bumped into each other and that's how we go to the cafe as a tradition on Sundays," I smile gently, feeling strong arms wrap around my small figure. His face nestles in the crook of my neck, as I could smell a hint of mint and pine.

"Yep," he agrees, pecking the corner of my mouth. 

"Daddy, you're back!" (D/N) exclaims, getting and rushing up to him and engulfing him in a big hug.

Marco releases me and opens his arms widely, "Hey baby girl," he whispers, picking her up in his arms. "Was Mummy telling you how we met?"

"Yep, and that's why we go to the cute cafe on Sundays," She smiles widely.

"Yep," he chuckles, nuzzling his nose with hers hearing her giggle. He then places her down, as I stood up embracing him.

"Have a good day?"

"Yep," he breathes out, seeing he was tired from a hard day of work. "Love you."

"Love you too," I whisper, pecking his lips gently.

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𝐀/𝐍: 𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 ~ 𝐌𝐫𝐬 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬