tags : fluff, pining, barista amuro, mutual crush but both oblivious, soft smiles, warm atmosphere, gentle teasing, shy reader, amuro being caring on purpose, slow burn, written while thinking about his blue eyes
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you never really liked coffee.
you don’t like the bitterness that clings to your tongue, nor the caffeine that comes with it.
but this time, you’re in big trouble.
you’ve fallen in love with a barista you met while working on a group project at a café.
you know it’s ridiculous—because after that day, you kept coming back to café poirot, the place where that blond-haired man works.
you know it’s foolish, because you could easily just order your favorite iced lemon tea or any other drink, but you insist on ordering a cup of coffee, just because...
you like the expression he wears on his handsome face.
the careful way he measures the coffee grounds.
the smile he has while adjusting the coffee machine.
and that friendly smile—one you know he surely often shows to his customers with those blue eyes.
yet it still makes your heart race every time you see him.
and now you have to face a cup of coffee you don’t even like the moment the barista—who also doubles as a waiter—returns to the counter.
you’ve lost count of how many cups you’ve forced yourself to finish just so you could spend a little longer watching the person who made them, even though you know there’s no way you could ever be with him.
but you don’t care, and you continue staring at the latte before you, taking slow sips while trying to get your tongue used to the bitterness.
'if we actually works out somehow, i’ll have to get used drinking coffee anyway,' you think.
then you shift your focus back to your laptop, returning to your endless college assignments.
'…although now that i think about it, ever since i started drinking coffee, my assignments have gone smoother because i barely get sleepy anymore…'
well, maybe you should thank the barista—and his coffee.
you don’t know when it happened, but gradually you got lost in your work, occasionally sipping the coffee, until an iced lemon tea was suddenly offered to you.
when you lift your head, you’re met with a pair of blue eyes and that familiar blond hair, holding out the drink to you with a gentle smile.
there’s something different about his smile, you thought.
“hey, [name]-san. if you want to order your favorite iced tea, we do have it, you know. don’t drink too much coffee, it’s not good for your health,” amuro says—the very barista who has kept you awake at night, both because of his coffee and his charm.
“besides, if you don’t like coffee, don’t force yourself to keep ordering it.”
damn. looks like you just found another reason to lose sleep—besides the coffee.
you can only laugh awkwardly, lowering your head to hide the flush spreading across your face.
“thank you, amuro-san. how much is the iced tea?”
“no need to pay. it’s my treat.”
“w–wait, no, i can’t just—”
the blond places a finger to his lips, signaling you to be quiet and accept it—with that smile.
“just take it. besides, i got paid today.”
you nod again, murmuring your thanks, bowing your head as embarrassment and nervousness rush in the moment amuro returns to his station.
without you knowing, amuro glances your way with a soft smile while typing a message.
“thank you for the info, azusa-san, sonoko-san. looks like they really do prefer iced tea over coffee.”
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OMG I UPDATED FINALLY (im on my board school when update this btw). this was originally updated on ao3 in indonesia but i stole some time at the computer lab to translate this (student council privilege lmao) (i almost got caught)
also, 100 folls event at december?? who want??
