Tomarry Oneshots

"You make the best caramel frappuccino ever!"

Coffee shop AU! Muggle AU! Tom works at the coffee shop at Harry's college. This is a short collection of their encounters. This is based off a tiktok I saw, I can't find it though.

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'Shit! I'm late to Snape's chem class,' Harry thought as he slowed down on the sidewalks of the busy city. 'Might as well just skip the class altogether.'

Glancing around Harry spotted 'Marauder's Macchiato's.' With a quick rummage through his pocket, Harry decided he had enough for a coffee. When he pulled open the large oak door, the scent of fresh coffee and sweets filled his brain. A small pleased sigh escaped his lips. Wallet in hand, Harry walked up to the counter.

Looking up at the man before him, Harry felt his brain short circuit. The man in front of him looked to be shaped from marble. His cheekbones could cut through metal and his jawline was even sharper. Defined abs could be seen through the cheap uniform. Looking at the tag on his uniform, Harry was pleased to find his name, Tom. A smirk moved onto the mans ever so perfect lips at Harry's open admiration of him.

"Well Hello," Tom asked in what could only be described as a seductive tone. Harry felt his cheeks flare up with color and diverted his eyes. Tom leaned forward, resting his arms on the marble counter top, so that he could peer into Harry's emerald eyes. "What would you like today?"

"O-Oh... a caramel frappuccino with extra caramel drizzle." Harry answered, mortified that he had been caught gazing at him. Tom let out a chuckle and copied down the order onto the cup.

"May I have a name for the order, darling." Tom inquired clearly wanting the name for his own personal reasons. Harry somehow managed to turn a deeper shade of red.

"H-H-Harry." Tom's smirk turned into a smile as he started to prepare the order.

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Harry managed to keep himself from going to the coffee shop for a grand total of 5 days. When he came in next, it was after a disastrous biology class with Sprout. Harry couldn't deny himself the reward of seeing the hot barista, so off he went.

This time their was a large line and two check out stations were open. One was operated by Tom and the other was by a middle aged lady. The line was singular, and when a cashier was open the person in the front would go to them. Harry with his awful Potter luck, managed to get the middle aged lady, Tiffany, instead of Tom.

Throughout the exchange with the snippy lady, Harry kept sneaking glances at Tom. As Harry was walking away with his completed order, he glanced at Tom. Surprisingly, Tom was staring right at him or, more specifically, his ass. Feeling confidence surge through him, Harry winked at the man and made sure to sway his hips as he walked emphasizing his plump rear.

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The next time Harry walked in, it was a Tuesday, just 3 days after his last visit. The store seemed to be empty and only Tom and one other customer filled the spacious shop. Specifically for his visit, Harry dolled himself up, seeing as he had no class today. Black jeans hugging his body and a light pink sweater made him look like an angel. His doe eyes and wide lips added to the affect.

Walking up to the counter, Harry got Tom's attention. Tom flushed bright red and felt the air leave his lungs.

'Merlin! He looks good enough to eat,' Tom thought to himself. He didn't voice that thought but instead went with a simple sentence.

"Hello, Sweetheart," Tom began and when he saw Harry's face starting to match his sweater, he felt a strong surge of satisfaction knowing he was the one to make the angel blush. "Caramel frappuccino?"

"Yes." Harry managed to get out without stuttering.

'He remembered what I ordered!' Harry essentially screamed in his mind while internally jumping with joy.

"I'll get right on that." Tom stated.

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"Caramel frappuccino, Angel?" Tom asked as Harry walked in on Friday.

"Definitely." Harry confirmed.

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"The usual, dear?" Tom asked Monday.

"Affirmative." Harry replied with a smile making Tom smile as well.

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The exchanges went on like that for close to a month before a small change occurred.

"Hey darlin'" Tom stated as he already started to make the frappuccino for the smaller male. Today would be different, Tom had a plan to get the cutie to become his.

"Hey Tom." Harry's face lit up as he saw his favorite person. When he received his drink, he had to do a double take. On the side of the cup was a number with the words 'How about a date? -T.' A small squeal escaped Harry. The younger wanted to go up and hug Tom but seeing as he was already serving a customer, he would have to do it later.

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Harry called Tom with in the hour and they quickly set up a date at Tom's work during one of his breaks the next day. Harry was elated and so was Tom though neither knew of the other's joy.

When Tom got off of work, Harry was sitting at one of the booths in the far corner nursing the frappuccino Tom had prepared earlier. Seeing the approaching man, Harry smiled and waved him over.

"Hey." Harry stated licking his lips of whip cream in a way that made Tom's blood flow south.

"Hey, sweetheart how are you doing?" Tom asked politely sitting down right next to Harry as opposed to sitting across from him.

"Good," Harry replied as Tom slung an arm around his shoulder. "You make the best caramel frappuccino ever!"

With that exclamation Tom started laughing, and soon Harry was giggling too. When they had finally managed to calm down, Harry had managed to burrow himself into Tom's side. Internally cooing at the adorable sight, Tom saw a bit of whipped cream stuck on the edge of Harry's plump lips.

"Here let me get that for you." Tom said as he leaned forward bringing a hand up. Harry blushed realizing Tom's fingers were about to touch his face, but what he got instead make him melt with happiness. It was Tom's lips, not his fingers, that reached down to get the whipped cream from the edge of Harry's lips.

Tom pulled back faster than lightning and licked his lips, tasting the whipped cream. Harry pouted over how short the kiss was and decided to do something about it. Grabbing Tom's collar harshly, Harry pulled the man down so that he could kiss him.

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Word Count: 1123

Published Date: June 4th, 2020