Past Life Lessons (A Lams Fanfiction)

Coffee Shop Blues

Okay so maybe deciding to go to that specific coffee shop wasn't a good idea.

Andrew had told John all about Liberty Coffee, sounds normal. It's a small shop with excellent coffee. Why wouldn't they go there? There was only one small problem with Andrew's train of thought, it's the shop where Eliza worked.

In his anxiety filled rambling Andrew had completely forgotten about the fact that there was a possibility that Eliza would be there when he and John walked in. He had already dealt with her constantly berating him through text messages, he was nowhere near ready to have to deal with all of that face to face.

Maybe he'd get lucky and Eliza wouldn't be working, he hadn't told her exactly where he and John were going for their date. He was able to keep a few secrets. But when had Andrew's life ever been lucky. Between his father leaving, his mother dying, and being tossed around the United States foster care system for years, Andrew was not known for his luck.

Of course the Hamilton curse would get even worse the moment he stepped into Liberty Coffee.

It was a chilly October afternoon, the few trees that grew in the city were various shades of oranges and reds. Andrew was bundled up in a hoodie and beanie. He had yet to grow accustomed to the cold, most of his life was spent in the warm Caribbean sun. His hands were stuffed into his pockets as he had forgotten to bring any gloves with his. His breath was ever so slightly visible every time he breathed out and his cheeks and nose had begun to develop a rosy hue.
Andrew tried his best to walk the couple of blocks as fast as he could. There was no use taking a taxi, he'd spend more money than the ride was worth, so he hustled as quickly as he could. Thankfully the sidewalks weren't very crowded, not as bad as they were in the summer when tourists were at an all time high.

Soon enough he stepped right in front of the coffee shop's doors. He stood there for a moment thinking about how all of this was actually happening. He took a deep breath and walked inside.

Again the shop was as warm as can be, the smell of roasted coffee wafted around the room. It wasn't terribly crowded either. Andrew scanned around for any sign of John. He wasn't there. This caused Andrew to relax a little this meant that he still had time to mentally prepare himself for whatever was to come.

That was until John decided to walk up behind him. "Hey Andy," Andrew whipped his head around to look at the man. He too had bundled up, not to the same extent as Andrew but definitely noticeable.

"Hello John," Andrew was hyper aware of every single movement he made. Should he shake his hand? Do that weird 'no homo bro hug' thing? Thankfully John was still practically sane. He pulled Andrew into a side hug and the two made their way over to the counter. Andrew's wrist began to burn but he tried to ignore it. That couldn't mean anything.

Andrew was surprised at how bold John was. How was he so confident? That was another thing that he wanted to find out. All he truly wanted to do at the moment was lean more into the hug. It was warm and inviting. If being around John felt like home this was like being around his mother again.

He felt slightly bad for comparing the two, he'd only known John for a week but the man had already consumed his waking days.How does somebody do that, he was able to completely render Andrew speechless with his smile. That smile. It could solve all the world's problems if only he could see it again.

They stood at the front counter, "Hello, what can I get for you two gentlemen today?"

Andrew was going to die right on the spot.

Eliza was standing at the counter and a devilish smirk was draped across her lips. It was almost like she knew that this was happening. Which was impossible because Andrew didn't tell her that he was coming to the coffee shop. Sure he told her that he had a sort of date, that was it though. No specific details. Nothing.