Commission for @popcherrypop!
The prompt: It’s a really, really slow day and you’re my only customer. You’re trying to do work on your laptop but I am really. bored. So I keep on chatting to you about junk and using my best pick-up lines on you and you’re trying really hard not to be amused (but I can see you smiling!)
Fandom/Pairing: Hetalia/ Spamano
(Fun fact: there’s a coffee called an Antoccino and a coffee called an ‘espresso romano’. My point is that not only can we, as a fandom, have a Spamano coffee shop AU, but we could quite possibly also have Spamano coffee AU where they are both beverages xD).
Antonio had been staring at the same patch of blank wall for twenty minutes. Some people thrived on silence and solitude, on being alone with their thoughts. Antonio hated it. He couldn’t think of anything more singularly boring than not having anyone to talk to, or anything to do.
And there truly was nothing to do today. He was the only one on shift. It was mid-morning in the middle of the week. Usually, the coffee shop was busy because it was right outside a university campus, but classes were done for the year. Most of his regulars had gone home, and even those who hung around kept their distance today. There was only one customer here, and he was the silent sort.
Antonio categorised his customers. There were couples, usually too involved with each other to pay any attention to anyone else. There were old people (Antonio’s personal favourite category, because they loved a little chat and they always called him a ‘very nice boy’.) There were businessmen, dull and uninteresting, but they always had expensive orders. And there were the silent ones. These could be students, artists, or backpackers. They always lingered over one coffee, typing away on their laptops, never looking up.
The customer in question today was sitting by the window, his face glowing in the sunshine. It caught on his hair, dusting it with flecks of gold between brown locks. His eyes were the exact colour of honey. He was very, very pretty. But Antonio was also taken by his intense gaze, slender wrists, the lean curve of his cheek.
