Sterek Library (a03 Edition)

Two Sugars Please

By: ariasalvatore on a03

Summary:

"Dude, your coffee."

The barista was grinning at him and Derek didn't understand why until he had left the coffee shop and read other side of his coffee cup.
'drink better coffee - Stiles'

Derek grinned to himself as he realised this was probably the barista's attempt at flirting. No, Stiles. He was called Stiles

Notes:

it's crap don't hate me i'm writing this on my phone whilst babysitting because i'm bored

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Work Text:

Stiles is at his usual day job at the coffee shop just down the road from his dorms and although it may be a crap job, Stiles enjoys the company. He enjoys chatting to random strangers about the weather and other meaningless things. He plays a game with himself and decides who he wouldn't and would sleep with about almost everyone that comes in. Stiles is very picky.

"Black Americano with two sugars."

Stiles looks up from the book he was reading, he hadn't even noticed the man come in.

"Definitely would."

"Excuse me?"

Stiles hadn't realised he had said that aloud and needed to find a way out of the situation.

"Name?"

"Derek."

Stiles nodded as he felt his cheeks getting redder as he started making the coffee. Who has sugar in a black americano anyway? Stiles couldn't possibly be attracted to someone who had such a boring coffee order.

...

Derek went to stand at the end of the counter as he waited for his coffee to be ready. He hadn't quite caught what the barista had said to him but he knew that the guy was blushing afterwards so it may or may not have been good.

Derek wouldn't let himself think about it. The coffee barista can't of been saying anything about him, he was far too young to even be thinking about a guy like Derek.

"Dude, your coffee."

The barista was grinning at him and Derek didn't understand why until he had left the coffee shop and read other side of his coffee cup.
'drink better coffee - Stiles'

Derek grinned to himself as he realised this was probably the barista's attempt at flirting. No, Stiles. He was called Stiles.

...

The next time Derek felt like he needed a coffee he drove all the way out to that coffee shop and he told himself it was because the coffee was really good but he knew it was really to see Stiles.

Derek couldn't help but feel happy when Stiles grinned as he walked on just two days later.

"My coffee was that good huh?"

Derek smirked and Stiles may or may not have winked at him. Derek didn't want to get his hopes up ever since he had been broken. He knew it was so long ago but he had never been attracted to anyone since Kate.

Until Stiles.

...

"I can't believe you came back for me."

"I didn't come back for you, I came back for the surprisingly good coffee."

"You keep telling yourself that Derek."