#lukehsauce

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Coffee shop AU written for anarchyaustralia and wherekatewritesthings ‘s Barista!5SOS blurb night. Inspired by Falling In Love In A Coffee Shop by Landon Pigg 

You worked at a local coffee place in town and it brought in a pretty cool crowd. It partly had to do with handed crafted drinks and amazing pastries, but it also had to do with the atmosphere. It was right off of the campus of a liberal arts college that you attended and was just a chill place to be. There was a small stage that would host artists for open mic nights and anyone else who wanted to share their music with college age kids getting their caffeine fix. 

“The usual?” you ask without having to look up. Like clockwork Luke came in and ordered the same thing every Monday, Friday, and Saturday. He was a local musician who would perform three times a week. He mostly played covers but sometimes he would try out new stuff, aways biting down on his lip ring nervously before announcing that it was an original song. He was good, amazing actually. He had a bit of a local following, or at least people didn’t complain when he would take the stage. His soft voice was enjoyed by the over caffeinated kids who tried to find some distraction from cramming for finals. He was cute, talented and possibly the sweetest boy you'd ever met. Your shifts somehow went faster when you were able to steam milk listening to him perform an original arrangement of some Top 40 hit or an obscure song from the 90s that your older brother use to listen to.

Since you started working there the two of you had a routine. On the night he performed he would come in at 8:40 and order a medium dark roast with one sugar and a little bit of cream before sitting on the small stage and tuning his guitar. He usually performed a dozen or so songs and soon after his set ended the shop would close. He would toss out his cup and clean up his stuff before starting to help you clean, and after weeks of telling him that he wasn’t obligated to help he just scoffed it off and said he wanted to, you let him. He would ask how your classes were going and he would tell you about how he started playing music and you actually admitted that you use to sing before you realized it wasn’t a realistic job path, something you tried not to share with anyone. But somehow it felt natural.

You had fallen for him, simple as that, but you were sure he didn’t feel the same way, because why would he. But one night, when you both reached for the same cup you let your hand lingerer before looking up. Suddenly you could feel Luke’s eyes search yours, and before you could apologize and pull away he leaned down and kissed you, and you had your answer.