More Than One Kind of Sense
(2921 words) by larkthorne Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Hymn to Dionysus - Natasha Pulley Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dionysus/Phaidros Heliades Characters: Phaidros Heliades, Dionysus (Hymn to Dionysus - Pulley), Feral Jason (Hymn to Dionysus - Pulley) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Sloppy Makeouts, Enemies to Lovers, well. Sort of, coffee shop manager phaidros, assistant manager dionysus Summary: Pulleyverse Fanweek Day 1: Sloppy Makeouts Phaidros Heliades is the manager of a corporate coffee shop, depressed but trying to hold himself, his shop, and his employees together. Some months ago now, assistant manager Dionysus arrived. Dionysus has been talking with the employees about unionization — and Phaidros is terrified about retaliation from corporate. Phaidros knows Dionysus isn't trustworthy, but he really is beautiful. When they're caught arguing one morning, they take a creative solution to solve the problem together
"Morning, Phaidros," Dionysus said, holding the door open for me and grinning. "Just the two of us for the time being." "Yes," I said, short even when I knew I shouldn't be. "Hopefully just for the time being." "If I didn't know better, I'd think you didn't want to spend time with me," Dionysus said, cheery. He hadn't put on his hat for his shift yet, and in defiance of the oppressive heat, to say nothing of company standards, his hair was down around his shoulders, looking soft and enticing. I should have said something about it, but he always came in with it down and always had it up neatly before we officially opened, and we didn't need one more thing to argue about. And also sometimes I caught a glimpse of his pretty hands sweeping his hair up off his long neck to tie it into whatever style it was that day. That shouldn't have mattered to me and I was probably being creepy and horrible, and definitely, definitely starting to lose the plot.
