The boy motioned to the empty coffee shop. "Do you see anyone else in here besides me? You've never needed my name before. Are you ill?"
God he's so cool.
"N-never mind! I'll get your coffee ready for you now."
"Hey! Wait up! We've been socializing for a while, you know that right?"
He hummed in response and continued walking with his head down, avoiding eye contact or physical contact with anybody.
"And I don't know your name, but you already know that I like you and all," I continued but caught the shy boy's attention. He looked at me quizzically wondering if it was some type of joke. My breath hitched as I caught myself in a trance as I stared into those dark gray eyes of his. He raised an eyebrow and smirked snapping me out of it. I blushed before hesitantly asking.
"What do I call you?"
"Call me possessive,"
***trigger warning sexual abuse***