✰ stars | lams, thaurens, and jamilams one shots ✰

✰ the beanery - lams ✰

ah, my first request and it's fluff! super cute idea! thanks MissaRissa444 ❤️
--------------------------
alexander's point of view
"one peppermint latte for ya!" the barista chirped, handing the freckled beauty his drink.

i was sitting in the back of the local coffee shop, holding a bouquet of sunflowers. i had finally gotten the courage to ask him out.

he was adorable, to say the least. olive skin sprinkled with brown freckles. emerald green eyes, a faint blush that was always on his cheeks from all the compliments he got. his button nose and soft lips. he was pure art on this earth.

"are you gonna shoot your shot or are you just gonna stare?" peggy asked, rolling her eyes.

ah, yes, the bitch i called my best friend. she also worked at the beanery. well, i wouldn't say worked, she didn't do shit.

"shut up, i'm waiting until he's taking a break." i retorted, flicking her nose.

"well, it doesn't look like he's taking a break anytime soon. anyways, i'm gonna go pretend i'm going something." she told me, tying her apron.

i rolled my eyes and watched him type away. he comes in every wednesday with his laptop and journal. when he got bored of typing, he starting doodling. that's when he ordered his peppermint latte with extra whipped cream and chocolate shavings.

we've talked a few times, mainly just small conversation. he's a graphic designer and animator. he always ties his hair with a mint green ribbon and only occasionally wore barrettes.

when he's finished with his work, he takes out his switch and plays animal crossing.

"tall black, bitter, disgusting black coffee for the stalker- i mean alexander!" peggy called.

i scowled at her before grabbing my coffee. i was about to scold her before i heard john giggle.

"someone just moved in on your manz..." peggy said, pointing over in his direction.

i turned my attention to john and sure enough, a man with dirty blonde hair was flirting with my john. well, he's not mine, yet.

"alexander, go fucking ask him out before he leaves." peggy urged, pushing me away from the counter.

i watched from my seat as he flirted with him. the way he smiled as john blushed and fiddled with his fingers.

i was about to walk out when something he said held me back.

"actually, i have my eye on someone..."

"i'll be waiting for you, darling."

"bye, francis..."

after the bastard left, i waited a few minutes before going over to his table. he was a bit taken aback, but his cheeks still lit up and he smiled.

"hello!" he chirped, setting down his switch.

"hey, sweetheart," he blushed at the nickname. "i've had my eye on you for a while and i was wondering if i could take you out."

i handed him the bouquet and he smiled.

"i would love to..." he mumbled.

"that's wonderful, i'll meet you back here at 7:00, is that alright?"

"it's perfect, i'll see you then."

↳ time skip

i was freaking the fuck out. i was pacing around my apartment, trying to figure out what i should say. what if he thought i was weird? what if he thought i was a creep? what if he just stood me up?