Coffee Beans and Sleep-Deprived Beings (Coffee Shop AU)

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by AnimeGachaLife

by AnimeGachaLife

Coffee Beans and Sleep-Deprived Beings (Coffee Shop AU)

| | Tamaki | |

I didn't want to be working a triple shift at a coffee shop on my second day. The glow of the lights blurred my vision, even more than my vision already begged to rest. I wanted to pass out and sleep. I was beyond tired at 4 AM. Yes. 4 fucking AM. not like anyone's going to go to a coffee shop at 4 AM. Even the word sleep, makes me want to fall asleep even more.

It started out as a morning and evening shift, which were my usual shifts. I should have been back to my dorm by 10:00 PM. At this point, I don't even remember, how I got to this point. 6 extra hours of shifts. If I get any sleep between the time I get home and my first class for the day, it will only be an hour. 11, excruciating hours, of social interaction.

My already messy hair was tied back into a small ponytail, which looked like a rats nest at this point. Along with a light blue turtleneck tucked into black jeans under a green apron (that was now coffee stained). I fiddled with the small butterfly pin on the apron. I kept switching my weight from foot to foot, combat boot to combat boot.

In the end, I would have preferred to be a dishwasher or stock person, but nope- I am a barista (It sounds great, but when you got anxiety and social anxiety it's horrible, at least for me it is). I don't exactly have the social skills for this job. But I need a job to pay for college tuition. At least I get free coffee and this is nearby the college. So yay? That's kinda a win, I think. I probably could have just gotten a job at the bookstore or something... Meh, no free coffee there.

I almost let my head fall onto the counter, purely out of sleepiness and not boredom (It was both.). But then somebody walked in (I only knew someone walked in because of the little bell above the door), so I slumped up and looked forward. The person had blonde hair with a small cowlick, blue eyes (with gray eyebags beneath them), had a pretty muscular build. He wore a loose gray tee-shirt that said: "I'm a wizard, beat that, muggle" and yellow sweatpants. He slumped into a chair in front of the counter. I felt my social anxiety build up right as I was about to say something.

"Long shift too?" I mumbled, silently praying he didn't hear me. And if he did, he would just ignore me. "Nah, procrastinating on studying for a college test, need more coffee..." He acknowledged, ending the sentence off with a yawn. "I-it doesn't work out, trust me on that. Procrastinating for college tests. You'll forget it in the morning, or be too tired to focus. Trust me I've done that before." I countered, letting out a small laugh in the last sentence. Now leaning my elbows on the counter.

"Trust me I need this coffee, just as much as I need good grades on those exams tomorrow. I'm already just barely passing Algebra 3." He returned. Meeting my eye, letting out a chuckle. I felt my face heat up, just gotta hope it wasn't too obvious to see.

I quickly got back up, and requested "W-What type of coffee do you want?" "Whatever has the most caffeine, and double- no triple that." He said, setting his head down on the counter. He actually almost fell asleep before "Okay, one Dark Roast." was finally said (It was about a minute later), I handed him the finished drink. "How much is it?" He asked, taking a sip of the drink. "On the house," I responded, my face heating up more. "Why?" He said, meeting my eye now, again. "Because I'm tired, and also need to study for college tests. Not that I procrastinate- I just need to look over my notebooks a couple more times. though I'll probably just do that in the morning. Shit, I'm rambling. Point being, I understand the situation you're in. And you probably go to the college down the street, which I do too, and we both know you probably forgot your wallet." I responded. This time he blushed (not as much as me- but still). He quickly checked his pockets, then looked to me with an astonished face. "Holy shit your right." "Uh-huh, now take the coffee," I responded with a laugh.

"Well, how can I repay you for the coffee? I feel bad now so tell me something- or something." The boy asked me, his eyes full of hope. Now I take a risk.

I grabbed a napkin and took a pen out of my pocket. I wrote down my number, then handed the napkin to the boy. "Call me. I'm Tamaki, Tamaki Amajiki," I stated as he read the napkin. If he didn't notice the heat on my cheeks before, he definitely did now. "Sure, I'm Mirio Togata. Ice skating rink? Sunday, 3:00?" He held his gaze with me a few seconds more than necessary, not that I minded. "Sounds good, text me the specifics and I'll be there," I answered, a small smile on my face. Mirio went back to drinking his coffee, before walking out of the shop waving goodbye with the hand that was holding the napkin.

Well, okay. That happened. I am now going on a date, in three days, with a guy I met at a coffee shop. Actually a lot of people meet at coffee shops, so nevermind on that part. But at 4 AM. I'm questioning whether to be grateful for the triple shift now or still hate my manager.

A/N

Hello! You can see the lack of creativity I have by reading this chapter- lol.