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Fez x Lexi Howard

Euphoria

Coffee shop AU!

Possible mentions of anything from season one and two of Euphoria-

-cw: drugs, drug dealer, pining, self-love at the end of the chapter!! NSFW!!

-1,000+ words, unedited

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The sun had fallen below the horizon, washing the café in deep violets as Lexi straddled her bike, her journal safely tucked in the basket on the front.

Fez’s chest felt tight as he leaned against the window outside the café, the lights off. Ash was waiting for him in the car after he saw her off but seeing her soft cheekbones and delicate figure illuminated by the street light, fear crept into his stomach.

“I should get going.” She offered a smile, flicking her dark hair over her shoulder. Fez knew he should just nod and let her go off. But all he could think about was the sick fucking people that are out there. People didn’t know how to respect a lady. His blood was cold at the thought.

“You wanna ride, ma?” He rubbed the back of his neck. “It’s gettin’ dark.”

Lexi tilted her head, her nose scrunching. “I do it all the time.”

He wanted to vomit.

“There are weird people out there.” He said. Please. Just take the ride.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to be a-,” before she could finish, he was off the wall, his hand on her pink handlebar. She was a few inches shorter than him, her dark eyes glittering with his reflection. The air between them was still besides her shudder breath.

“It’s more for me than you,” He grinned back at her. She rolled her eyes and got of the bike with an exaggerated humph. He began rolling her bike behind the café and she stopped him, looking up at him. The light made her look ethereal (that was a word she liked to use in her book), a halo of a yellow glow illuminated her as she raised to her tippy-toes, her lips barely skimming his ear as she murmured out a thank you. His cheeks burned as she returned to walking, her eyes trained on the car.

She didn’t kiss him but the energy of her lips that close to his skin made him feel electrified. He ushered her to get in the car as he hooked the bike to the trunk. The irrational part of him wished it would slide off and he could run it over. Stupid fucking bike.

——

Lexi slid in the backseat, behind the passenger door. The kid in the front whipped around, his eyebrows furrowed and a pout that felt out of place with his face tattoos.

“The fuck are you doing here?”

Lexi almost laughed. He was a kid and it all felt absurd. But she kept a straight face.

“Fez said he didn’t want me to bike home.” She could hear the clattering of Fez trying to tie her bike up. The kid turned around with a huff and a quiet fuck.

“Your name’s Ash, right?” She tried before she heard Fez finish clattering around with the bike. The kid looked straight ahead.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” He muttered as Fez opened the door, sitting in the front seat.

— —

Fez shot Ash a look as soon as he got in the car. Fez always knew when Ash was being a brat, and Ash hated that he did, because it made him feel bad. His disappointed look when he got in made him want to roll his eyes. He hadn’t even done anything.

“We’re gonna give Lex a ride home.” Fez finally said, breaking the silence as he put the car into reverse.

“Obviously.” Ash muttered to himself.

The girl in the backseat shifted uncomfortably. She should be. It was Fez and Ash, not Fez and some other bitch.

Fez turned on the radio, a song filling in the spaces of their talking. Good. Ash didn’t want to talk to the girl behind him.

——

The car ride was quiet until Ash recognized a song, mumbling along to a song. Lexi watched as Fez looked in the review, a smile on his lips. The kid was aggressive but just a kid. Fez began singing along with the song and Ash shot him a look, trying to sing over him.

They went back and forth and Lexi watched it, holding her breath. Their interaction was so pure- like how she and Cassie used to be. Fez’s scrunched face as he sung out a song she’d never heard before, all to make his brother feel better. It made her feel warm and fuzzy.

The car slowed into her driveway and she got out. Fez rolled down Ash’s window, leaning over. The younger boy looked annoyed but not pissed.

“Goodnight, Lex.” He called after her, and she waved as she began towards her door.

“Goodnight, Fezco. Goodnight, Ash.”

It could have been the light, but as Lexi stepped into her doorframe she thought she saw Ash smile a little as Fez waved.

——

The car was silent after Fez rolled up the window and began driving away, looking at his brother.

“We cool?” He finally asked. The kid looked at him.

“You not gonna forget that I was here first, right?” Fez smiled, putting his hand on Ash’s shoulder.

“Never. You’re family, man.”

Ash smiled finally.

“We cool.”

——

The rest of the ride had been uneventful and after his shower, Fez crawled into bed.

The moonlight came through the window, covering the floor in indigo. His skin drug against the sheets as he laid under the covers, hands under his head as he looked at the ceiling.

His thoughts were on a constant loop of Lexi Howard and her perfect smile and her ridiculous sweater vests and how well she pulled them off.

He wanted to pull them off.

The thought alone had his heart racing and his thin chain slide across his freckled, bare chest.

He wanted to worship her. On his knees, with devotion for her and only her. The thought made him hard and his cheeks flush from shame. He shouldn’t think about her like that, but there was something so intoxicating about her- a dark web of mystery just behind the walls she put up. Fez wanted to see Lexi Howard with no walls left up and using the power she had over him. He felt twisted for thinking it.

The image of her in just his shirt, sitting on his bed whole he looked up at her while kneeling circled viciously in his head. The way she could turn him to putty under her fingertips. His hand reached into his boxers, his dick already hard. He wanted her. He wanted her to want him with the same intensity. His skin was hot as he flicked his wrist repeatedly, thoughts trailing. The idea of her hands wrapped around him instead of his own made him groan, pleasure flickering in his stomach.

The way his skin lit up when she barely whispered in his ear was excruciating. Desire made his chest tighten. Lexi Howard with her hand around his throat as she kissed him was the image he lost himself to. The hot remnants splattered against his thigh and stomach and he felt flooded.

Fez x Lexi Howard

Euphoria

Coffee Shop AU!

Part 3/?

Words: 1,000+, unedited

-Mentions of events that happened in Season two, episode seven and prior-

-sorry this took so long, i was crying over the season finale-

CW: mutual pining, drugs, Fez hates Lexi’s stupid bike (credit @euphoricfez for idea)

Fez liked a lot of things about Lexi Howard. He liked her long dark hair and her sweaters. He liked the way she talked and worked on a schedule- everything was planned and organized. He liked the color her cheeks would turn if he caught her gaze when he had been busy. He really liked when she smiled, especially at him. It was one of those smiles that drowned out the world and made him feel secure.

He did not, however, like her bike.

Lexi rode to the café after school, kicking down the kickstand with a solid motion at 4:15, like always. Fez saw her and his hand ran over the cover of the journal.

He hadn’t intended on reading it when he noticed it on his seat. He figured her work was a secret and drove back to pick up Ash. Ash had asked him what the fuck it was and he just took it and sat it on his lap, changing the subject. But when he was climbing in bed, his pajama bottom’s had caught the corner of it, bringing it off of the side-table. It had landed on it’s spine, opening- almost begging him to read the contents. He wasn’t a strong reader, but something about the way Lexi wrote drew him in, in-depth details and words strung together made the time slip from him until he closed the notebook, two hours gone.

Fez glanced up just as she began to dismount. She was wearing a striped blue sweater and black flare pants, and as she swung her leg, the leg caught on the seat and she stumbled before hitting the ground, the bike tumbling after. Her hair bounced and she looked surprised, but not hurt. Just as he stepped forward to help her, she shook her head and stood up, swiping her hands over her knees before setting the bike back up.

She looked up, the light catching behind her and she waved. A hundred tiny butterflies began flapping in his stomach as he waved back.

“I got your book here, shawty.” He said as she came through the door, a small bell twinkling above her head. Lexi smiled and met him at the counter. He slid over the journal and handed her drink, her chai latte with one pump of vanilla.

Her hands grazed his and a hundred more butterflies flooded his stomach.

“Thanks for keeping it safe.” She reached in her pocket, retrieving her wallet. He waved his hand before she could and she looked up at him with deep, curious eyes.

“It’s on the house.” Her eyebrows furrowed and her lips morphed into a half pout, half smile at his words.

“That’s no way to run a business.” Her voice was airy and she smiled, pulling out the usual change, dropping it into the tip jar before Fez could protest. He felt like his head was going to explode from the words he wanted to say. He wanted to ask her about her book, talk to her about the story.

But what if she hadn’t wanted him to read it?

“Did you read it?” Almost like she read his mind, she tapped on her journal.

—

Lexi had done a lot of thinking on the ride over. A dilemma had crossed her mind and it felt like it had been looped, consuming her thoughts. Part of her wanted Fez to read the notebook and share what he thought. The other, much larger part was terrified he would hate it and think she was gross, so it would be better if he hadn’t. When she asked, his skin paled ever so slightly and he nodded like he thought he was going to be scolded.

“Did you like it?”  Maddy had once told her that confidence was the key to life and nobody could tell if it was real- and she was testing it.

His face melted into a soft smile and he nodded again, more sure this time.

“For sure, ma. Shit goes hard.”

—

Ash could see them on the monitors. Between regulars, he would catch the two of them, Lexi leaning on the counter, deep in conversation. A scowl sat deep on his face, arms crossed. He didn’t know who this white girl was who made Fez look so giddy and fuckin’… soft, but he wasn’t having it. The kid rose to his feet, leaving the back of the café and propping the door open. He stuck his head out and watched them, the girl smiling and Fez talking with his hands. His guard was down.

In this business, being soft meant being dead.

“Fezco.” He called into the shop, only the two of them- customers having come and gone without sitting. Both heads turned towards him and Ash gestured for him to come here. “Get the fuck over here.”

The ginger stuck up a finger to the girl and she went to take her seat as he half-jogged back to the kid.

“What, bro?” His voice still had a lining of calm, but a tinge of concern broke through. Ash led him back into the backroom, closing the door and crossing his arms.

“Who’s the bitch?”

“Don’t call her a bitch. That’s Lexi.” Fez retorted, crossing his arms too.

“Why she around so much?” It was different. Ash was Fez’s business partner and his little brother- he was used to getting his attention- solely. Now, his attention was on…her.

“Don’t worry about it, she cool.” Fez looked through the window in the door at the girl. Ash got more frustrated.

“You’re being fucking soft.” He snapped, kicking a box on the ground.

Fez reached over, rubbing Ash’s head- despite his protests.

“Sometimes, you ain’t gotta choice but to be soft. You’d like her if you talked to her.”

Yeah. Right.

Fez shrugged.

“Keep yo eyes on the cameras and lemme know if you need anything.” He said as he pushed on the door, reentering the café. Ash scoffed and fell into the chair in front of the monitors, scowling as Fez went and sat with the girl- only getting up when a customer came in, returning after the transaction.

Fez x Lexi Howard

Euphoria

Coffee shop AU!

Part 2/?

words: 1.5 k, not edited 

-Mentions of events that happened in Season two, episode five and prior-

CW: pining, drug use, legit idiots in love but like with coffee!

Fez had swept, mopped, and turned of the café’s open sign before he circled to the back of the store. Ash was watching the security monitors, a bowl of cereal balanced on his knee and a joint on the table. 

     “Are you smoking?” Fez gave him that look of slight disapproval. “At the shop? You serious?” 

      “Ain’t no one coming in and you about to leave.” Ash shot back, searching for a lighter. Fez sighed, watching the rain pour down on the monitors. He reached in his pocket and tossed him his lighter. 

     “Whatever, just be cool. I’ll probably be back in like twenty but I’ll let you know when I’m heading back home.” Fez said, turning to look back. Lexi was still furiously writing, in her own world. 

      “Yea, whatever, just lock the front door when you leave. I ain’t want no fuckin’ addicts coming through that way.” Ash lit the joint, taking a long drag. The kid would be the death of him. 

     “Love ya, little man.” Fez tossed over his shoulder as he reentered the café. Ash said something smartass back in response as the door shut behind Fez. It was just him and her. She looked up when the door shut, waving as she closed her notebook and put her pen behind her ear before standing. He met her at the door. Her long hair bounced when she walked and Fez took off his apron, hanging it on the hook next to the door. 

      “You ready, ma?” 

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Fez x Lexi Howard

Euphoria

Coffee shop AU!

Part 1/?

-Mentions of events that happened in Season two, episode five and prior-

CW: pining, legit idiots in love but like with coffee!