varigo drabbles

【2】hugo's being a gay dumbass again

Hugo used his shoulder to push the café door open, his gaze directed down to his phone.

Nu: Get me a grande caramel frappe in a venti cup of ten pumps of hazelnut, three shots of espresso, no caramel drizzle, with whip on top.

Hugo wrinkled his nose before typing out his response.

Huge: Jesus, fine.

"Sir, are you going to stand there for forever, or would you like to order?"

Hugo looked up, realizing he had arrived at the counter. In front of him stood a young boy, maybe 17, with black hair with a blue streak. He had a smudge of chocolate on his face, and his brown apron was stained. His name tag read 'Varian'.

"Right. Yeah, sorry," Hugo murmured.

"Thank you," Varian sighed, taking a damp towel and wiping off the counter. "What would you like?"

"Just a black coffee for me, and, uh... okay, this one is a bit long... it's for my sister, and if I order her anything else, she'll spit on me," Hugo warned. Varian nodded, taking out his notepad.

"I'm ready as I'll ever be. Hit me with it."

"Okay..." Hugo repeated Nuru's order, and Varian scribbled it down.

"-and that's it."

"Okay, great. Is that everything?"

In a split second, Hugo made a daring decision. "I'd like your number alongside that, if you wouldn't mind."

Varian narrowed his eyes, before shaking his head and chuckling. "Whatever." He wrote on an empty page in his notepad. Varian ripped the paper out, handing it to Hugo and heading off to make the drinks.

Hugo looked down at the paper, reading the neat handwriting.

503-123-4567, call me ;)
- Varian

Hugo grinned, looking down at his phone yet again.

Huge: I got a cute boy's number today.

Nu: Oh no