Hazelnut Tea // DreamNotFound AU

Ch. 1

Clay pushed his dirty blonde hair out of his face with his wrist as he blended ice, shouting over his shoulder to get someone to take the cash register as he finished the drink he was working on. As he popped the lid onto the cup, he saw his best friend Nick walk into the small shop, throwing his hand up playfully. He quickly set the coffee on the pick-up counter, speaking into the shop.

"Oatmeal Honey for Amelia!" 

Nick pushed the swinging door to behind the counters open, letting himself in as Clay sighed. He patted him on the back, grinning.

"Nick... you can't-"

"I can, thank you very much. Your boss loves me." He said, walking past Clay and bowing at his manager playfully.

"I do not."

"Oh." Nick huffed, walking back to Clay. "Good afternoon to you too."

Clay laughed, walking to the fridge. "Alright, what do you need?"

"Nothing."

Clay blinked slowly, turning to look at Nick. "Nothing?" He asked, baffled by the brunettes response. Usually he'd take full advantage of Clay paying.

Nick shrugged. "Just wanted to stop and hang." He hopped up onto the counter. "Maybe-"

"Off the counter," hollered Clay's manager. 

Nick sighed and jumped down. "-As I was saying," Nick followed Clay as he moved to the cash register. "It'd be nice if we could record together for once. You're so caught up in speedruns... and-"

"How may I help you today?" Clay asked as Nick huffed. He took the order briskly on the register, while Nick peered from behind him.

"Your total is $9.69-"

"Nice-"

"Shut up. Cash or credit?"

He took the lady's card, swiping it and handing it back with a receipt. He walked to the break room with Nick, running his hands through his hair as Nick talked.

"I found this new Twitch streamer while browsing, he seems cool." Nick stated, blankly. Clay looked at him, raising his eyebrow.

"What's his name?" He asked.

"GeorgeNotFound." He shrugged.

"Kind of a long username, don't you think?" Clay asked, opening the break room door.

"Yours is literally DreamWasTaken. But go off."

"Dream was taken." Clay said in retaliation. "Not creative, but okay Sapnap."

Nick just laughed, sitting down on the couch and pulling out his phone.

"George does Minecraft too. He's not that popular surprisingly. Pretty good at PvP."

"Yeah? Cool. Now let me relax in peace."

"Asshole."

Clay's response was just kissing noises as he put his arm behind his head and leaned back on the couch.

"Clay! Where the hell is Clay?" They heard from the hallway, and Clay sighed and got up.

"Breakroom, Blade. I'm in the breakroom." He walked out, Nick following close behind.

Clay eyed the pink haired man, brushing his own hair out of his face as Nick grinned and shot up a peace sign. Blade was a bit taller then him, maybe 2-3 inches. Not too dramatic that he'd have to look up, but there was an obvious height difference.

"You called?" Clay asked, putting his hands in his pockets.

"Yeah. We need you on register."

"I thought Niki had the register?"

"She's on drive-thru." Blade muttered, flicking Clay's forehead. "Nick, you come here so much you should just work here."

"So you DO know my name!" Nick grinned, pumping his fist.

"Get out." Blade said playfully, walking past them to his office.

Clay walked to the cash register as Nick followed closely behind him once more. As he took customers orders, Nick hopped up onto the counter, talking in between customers.

"So, video ideas? Or maybe we can stream together again. You're always so caught up in work Dream."

"It's Clay."

"Okay, Clay. Let me pop you into a furnace and smelt you, then."

They heard a laugh, and immediately shot their attention to the person over the counter.

"Sorry, sorry. How ma-" Clay started, being interrupted by Nick.

"Dude, that's him!" Nick exclaimed, grinning. "George, right?? The streamer I was talking about!"

George laughed awkwardly. "Uhm, yeah. Didn't think I-"

Clay's face dropped.

"You're British," Clay stated, George nodding in return. He turned to Nick. "He's British?"

"I am, thank you very much." George put his hands on the counters, looking at Clay. "Now, can I have my order taken?"

Nick blinked, rubbing his chin as if he was contemplating. Clay just stared at the other, taking in his appearance. He was mildly attractive, nothing show-stopping but not bad looking. He had dark brown hair, a bit darker then Nick's, and brown eyes. He also had light freckles.

"Hello?" He asked, annoyed.

"Oh I don't work here." Nick said, jumping off the counter. "Just Clay's gay lover." He said, making kissing noises and laughing.

"You are not." Clay shot out of his trance, snapping at Nick before looking at George. "...He is not."

"Okay?" George asked, raising an eyebrow. "It's literally 12pm. I just want my tea."

"Yeah, okay, I'll let DreamWasTaken go..." Nick paused, grinning at Clay as Clay buried his head in his hands. "Y'know.. He only has like... 11 million subs... right... and 1 million on Twitch... yeah..."  George raised an eyebrow and pulled out his phone as Clay chased Nick off, darting out of the work area and through the tables. By the time Nick was on the other side of the shop and Clay was walking back to the counters, George had a smirk on his face as he was scrolling through his YouTube.

"11 million? Damn." George smiled slightly as Clay wiped sweat off his forehead.

"Yeah.. uh. How may I take your order today?" Clay laughed nervously, sighing.

"Hazelnut Tea, one spoonful of sugar. For George."

"Hazelnut? Good taste."

"Yeah. I guess. Are all your socials the same?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm mostly active on Twitter though. Is yours same as your Twitch?"

"He talked about me a lot, I'm assuming?"

"Just a bit."

"Yeah. They are." George smiled, swiping his card before Clay read out his total and walked to the other side of the counter so other people could order. Nick came up to them, starting a brisk conversation.

"Niki! Take my place, let Zak take drive-thru." He shouted, quickly making George's order as Niki came to the register. He pushed the swinging half-door open, walking out with George's drink instead of putting it on the pick up counter like usual. Clay gave it to George as Nick smirked at him, nudging Clay's shoulder.

"And..." He checked the clock. "I'm off."

Nick pumped his fist and George smiled awkwardly, grabbing his drink.

"So, uh. Would you like to hang out?"