summary- Liam makes a move on the attractive someone across the room
warnings- none
A/n- this takes place before kaya, also just Liam simping so bad
The aroma of coffee and baked goods drifted about the peaceful cafe; rain poured down on those below as they scrambled to avoid it. Their fingers pitter-pattered across the table in impatients, head rested in their hand as they gazed out into the endless gloom. With a hurtful nudge to his ribs, Liam's attention shot over to his coworker, a graceful smile resting on her face as she stuck her tongue out at him; he glared.
"Not funny, Maxine," voice low as he growled.
"I thought it was funny, 'sides shouldn't you be working rather than gawking at customers, even if it is a slow day," she whispered.
"How could I not have you seen them," he turned his attention back to them as Maxine rolled her eyes at his behavior.
"(y/n), your orders ready," she called out; into the comfortable silence. They glanced at the pickup station; it felt like they were looking right at Liam. Heart pounding in his chest as (y/n) began to walk towards Laim, picking up their order and walking back towards their table. "Liam, are you okay?" Max looked at him in concern, his face was red, and he could have sworn his heart was beating out of his chest, eyes refusing to leave you.
"No, dont ever think I will be, but that's okay," He said, practically breathless.
The rain got heavier, and the clouds got darker. The warmth and pale colors of the cafe contrasted with the cold, gloomy outside. Small groups of people scattered throughout the establishment to avoid the rain. Liam felt eyes on him as he moved about, but when he looked out, everyone was minding their own business. It wasn't till he went on break that he noticed them. They were still there; he walked towards their table, sitting across from them.
"you okay you've been here for quite a bit," they looked at him with a bit of shock, only for it to melt away into a smile.
"I guess you could say no. I was stood up and then caught in the rain,"
"You stood up? Impossible," he replied quickly, before realization hit him, blood rushing to his face, "what I meant to say was, are you sure it's not a mix-up or something?" his face was beet red as he began to doubt his life decisions; his embarrassment worsened when they let out a slight laugh.
"yeah, I'm sure. They're not answering my calls or text, and they knew we were supposed to meet up today," Liam nodded with a hum, "on the bright side, there's this cute guy that works here," hurt flashed in his eyes; he turned his attention to his coworkers at the counter.
"Really, which one?" they laughed again.
"He's sitting right in front of me," Liam's face flared up.
"Oh... well, you've got good taste in men," he muttered with a slight stutter, " if you want, you can borrow my umbrella,"
"Trying to get rid of me already," they pouted.
"No, it's just, it's supposed to rain all night, and I figured you wouldn't wanna be stuck here till close. I would totally walk you home or to your car if you wanted me to, but I still have a few hours left of my shift," Liam rubbed the back of his neck.
"Thank you," Liam smiled at them.
"I'll be right back," he walked towards the back room; when he got back, umbrella in hand, Liam looked at them for what would probably be the final time, "Here," they gave him a smile, and he could feel his heart melt.
"Again, thank you... You should, um, give me a call sometime," they walked out of the establishment, and Liam stood there dumbfounded for a moment. He when back to their table, finding a napkin with their number on it; Liam completely turned to jello gripping the table to regain his balance.
