Free For Beauty

The minute the boy with the blonde streak faded into his raven-black hair walked in wearing a slight frown, Liam knew he was in love. The boy rushed his order for a coffee and struggled to find the money in his pocket.
"Don't worry," Liam smiled warmly at him. "A beautiful face like you shouldn't have to pay anyway."
Somehow, the boy found himself having a keen interest in the coffee worker as well. And it wouldn't be his last time visiting him for coffee.