Everyone talk about lawer Dio, but no one talk about how barista Dio who try to pay the university is superior.
I'm just joking, but may can i have a request please of barista Dio Brando (PB)?
Reader go to the cafe for work in she's projects from the university and talk with him sometimes and Dio try to get more close to her, but i think in Dio PB like someone so dumb in the beinning of a love relationship, like try brag but he does it with his worse qualities like his ego and be a play boy
For future reference: [d/o/c] = drink of choice
PB Barista!Dio x Reader (Modern AU)
Another day full of hour-long classes accompanied by at least six new assignments that are due in three days. To say the least; you were exhausted. You were assigned a big project, two essays, and three other pieces of homework to do. Sure, the homework was easy, but the essays were time-consuming and the project was probably the most menacing thing you’ve had to deal with all semester.
“Maybe I can go to this cafe that opened up recently... What was it called again...? East End Cafe? Yeah, that was right...” you murmured to yourself while pulling your phone out of your bookbag. You got the directions to the cafe, the walk talking about ten minutes.
The exterior looked quaint and welcoming, decorated with tons of plants and bricks. You walked inside, the smell of coffee filled the air. You let out a sigh of content, finding a seat by the window away from everyone else. Although there aren’t many people in here, you wanted to be alone as much as you could so you could solely focus on your project. There were other young adults here as well, most of them were alone or on a date, talking quietly amongst themselves. The atmosphere of this cafe was phenomenal, you decided it was one of your favorites.
You set down your laptop and bag, looking around to make sure no one shady was around. You couldn’t afford to lose your work, after all.
I could really use a drink right now, I wonder what they serve here...
Making your way up to the counter, you read over the list of orders on the chalkboard. There were many options, but you settled on a cup of [d/o/c].
“Oh? [d/o/c]? Hoho... Good choice.” the barista commented, writing down your order before giving you a wink.
“Anything else I can get for you today?” He asked. You shook your head.
“Can I get your name, dear?” He asked. His gaze made you a bit nervous.
“[y/n].” You stated, watching as he wrote it down and leaving to make your drink. You went back to your seat to sit down and start on your project. A couple of minutes later you heard your name being called. Standing up, you walked back over to the counter. The barista was tall, blonde, and... intimidating. By all means, he was gorgeous, but you couldn’t help but feel a bit afraid. He gave you a smile, handing you your drink.
“Thank you, please enjoy.” He said. You read his nametag. Dio. That was a name you hadn’t heard before. You quietly thanked him and walked back to your table after you paid for your order.
After hours of working and researching, you were only half done with your project. It was frustrating, but you decided that this would be your stopping point for today. The cafe was oddly silent. You looked around the room only to see that everyone else was gone, and the barista was a few tables behind you, cleaning the area up.
“You know, it’s closing time.” He commented. He didn’t bother looking up at you, as he was able to sense your eyes on him.
“It... is? Oh, I’m sorry! I’ll get going right away!” You exclaimed, it was mildly embarrassing to think that this handsome man was waiting on you to leave.
“No, no. It’s quite alright...” he smirked, “it’s cute how focused you were.”
You started packing up, feeling your face grow warm.
“Thank you for not kicking me out... Hah... I’m sorry if I caused you any trouble.” You apologized again. Dio only smirked, waving goodbye to you as you left. He was amused by your behavior, he doesn’t meet people like this often.
A couple days later you returned to the cafe, assuming that Dio was not working again. You sat down at the same table you did the other day, getting to work. You were determined to get this done today, so you also decided to order a drink to help keep you going. Walking up to the counter and reading through the menu. You didn’t notice a familiar blonde was staring from afar.
“Good afternoon miss, what can I get you today?” An all too familiar voice asked. You looked at who was speaking to you, realizing it was Dio.
“[d/o/c], please,” you answered, growing a bit more nervous. Dio grinned and left to make your drink. You found it odd how he kept smiling at you like that but decided to brush it off as him just doing his job. After all, he is a barista. Dio comes back with your drink quicker this time, handing it to you with a smirk. It almost made you uneasy.
“Oh, by the way... [y/n], can I get your number?” he asked before you left.
“Oh, what for? It’s not like I know you,” you taunted him.
“We can get to know each other, darling. After all, many girls want me... I’m a popular man. I’m surprised you don’t know who I am by now...” Dio bragged. You made a weird face at him and went back to your seat.
~~~
Every time you went to this cafe, Dio would talk to you and get you to open up to him. He bragged about how good he was at doing things, and how many girls want him. Besides that, he was rather charming. Your conversations became regular once you eventually gave in to his begging and gave him your number. You knew that this would be the beginning of an interesting relationship...
