♡⸝⸝ good coffee, great coffee ˎˊ˗ rafayel qi from LaDS
→ synopsis: you've got to pay him more attention! -> pairing: needy rafayel x distracted reader -> masterlist // taglist open taglist: @hirayalia @xinghuisknight @violasepals
The gentle warmth of the afternoon seeps into your bones. You stretch, nuzzling into the plush bed now indented with your relaxed shape. A soft sigh escapes your lips as you roll onto your stomach, letting the blanket tangle across your legs. Pillows are strewn haphazardly across the mattress. The biggest one rests beneath your elbows as you swipe away at the propped-up iPad. Soft lo-fi music bounces off the walls of your room, permeated every now and then with the gentle clinking of ceramic mugs and garbled dialogue. The bathroom door creaks open. You don't look up, too focused on getting the perfect shot of espresso for your latte. These customers were picky, y'know. Padded footsteps make its way across flooring. You're deaf to anything but the gentle hiss of milk under the steam wand. Your eyes flit to the colourful happiness meter, decreasing fast from a green 80% to a yellow 74%. The satisfying sound of ice clinks against glass as you tap away at the strawberry syrup before swiping the drink up on the customer's face. The bed dips beside you. A soft ping resounds. $3.8 tip. Fuck yeah. Maybe you could finally buy the cat-shaped counter decor you were saving up for this time. The screen lights up as the customer calls your latte "the answer to the question of life, the universe and everything." Damn right it was. A small smile tugs at your lips as a little boy appears, his tiny stature covered by the height of the counter.
"Don't tell my pops I'm here. Could you make me coffee?"
You consider your dialogue options. An irresponsible, child-endangering and possibly illegal 'Yes' or a caring and decisive 'No'. The answer is obvious. You tap 'Yes.' Business is business. "Giving caffeine to children now are we, cutie?" You jump. "Rafayel!" Warm arms wrap around you. You let out a soft laugh as a violet head of hair obscures your vision, nuzzling into your neck. His body presses onto your side as he climbs on top of the bed and drapes his frame over you like a dramatic carpet.
You feel his lips brush across your neck, causing you to duck your head with a squeal at the ticklish sensation. You lean away reflexively, squirming as Rafayel readjusts his weight on top. He turns his head towards you, gaze piercing through your very soul.
"You dun' care about your fishie anymore..." he mumbles, pouting.
You wrinkle your nose, half-laughing, half-distracted by the ticking timer of the character's order. "Of course I do baby," you grin, gaze set on the tablet as you work your way through the espresso machine. Syrup, syrup and more syrup with some coffee and milk. Wow. No wonder the drink's called Sugar Rush. The kid's in for a real ride.
"Cutie."
"Mmm-hm?" you hum. His arm moves down your back, curling around the dip of your waist as he shifts closer. An involuntary sigh leaves your lips. You love when he cuddles you. No wait, shit, time's running out. Where are the sprinkles?
"Would you love me if I was a worm?" You feel his chin rest on your shoulder, sunset eyes peeking over at your screen.
"Yes."
"Would you love me if I was a fiiish?" He drawls, warm breath fanning across your cheek. You feel him peck a gentle kiss on your temple.
"Yes. You are a fish." You giggle, swiping the drink up at the kid. "COFFEE IS SOO GOOOOOD!" yells the NPC. You sure hope this story choice doesn't come back to bite you on the ass later.
"Would you love me if I was a virtual coffee shop that you could make drinks in to give them to characters for whom you would neglect your handsome boyfriend for?"
"Ye- wait what? Is that a trick question?" You chirp obtusely.
Silence. "Raffie?" You tear your eyes away from the colourful game— only to see the handsome boyfriend in question frowning. ...Oops.
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