Azucar con Cafe - p.j
📌summary: in which the cafe you frequent mr. barista has some sweet words for you.
📌pairing: percy & you
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The cafe smelled exactly like a nice dark roast. You walk to the counter and stare at the menu trying to figure out what you feel like drinking. You’re unsure of what to order, everything looks great. But above everything else, there was one barista that you were dying to see. Dying to talk and dying to see. He turned around and your stomach flipped. There he was. Gorgeous as ever.
“Hi, welcome to Azucar con Cafe, Oh hi, what are we trying today?” You glance at the menu and sigh, and pout.
“I don’t know, everything looks so good.” He laughs and your stomach flips. He flashes you a smile.
“You always try something new, so why don’t you let me pick hm?” You smile and nod. You take your wallet out of your purse and look at the display shelf of the pastries.
“Can I get a chocolatin please?” Percy smiles at you and laughs. He nods and opens the pastry box. He gently gets the chocolate croissant out and then looks back at you with that gorgeous smile.
“Do you want it warmed picarona?” You click your tongue and nod. He hadn’t stopped calling you picarona and you can’t say it wasn’t affecting you. It made you blush each time, and sometimes you wondered if he actually remembered or even knew the meaning of the word.
“Alright picarona, it’ll be $4.40.” You furrow your brow and look at him like he has gone insane.
“$4.40 for a coffee and pastry? Percy, I think your math skills or computer have failed you.” You tell him as you look at the pricing for both the pastry and coffee. He laughs at you and then tells you,
“Chiqui, it’s only $4.40 because I’m charging you for a shot of espresso and the chocolatin. So calmate.” You roll your eyes but stutter none the less.
“Percy, thank you.” You smile and he smiles back at you happily.
“No problem, chiquis now I’ll have your coffee out in a second okay?” You nod and take a seat next to the window that faces the street. Opening your laptop you start on the terrible task that is your school work. You effortlessly ignore ⅓ of the to-do assignments. Sighing you open the assignment for your interpersonal communications course and let out a small groan seeing that it’s a project week. When you look up again you see Percy standing infront of your table.
“Percy! You scared me.” He let’s out a chuckle and puts a cup down.
“I made you a sugar cookie latte,” He smiles as you take a sip of the latte.
“Thank you Perce.” He nods and throws another smile your way.
“Anytime picarona. Let me know when you’re done with that one and I’ll make you something new okay?” You nod and go back to pretending to work, but the flutter in your stomach is enough to distract you. Before he goes back to his job he looks back at you and says,
“Oh and next time, next time you owe me a date okay?” Your face burned at the comment. You stutter out a okay, and sip the coffee.
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AH i hope you sweethearts enjoy! I feel like this is mega trash but hopefully my writing gets better! Likes and comments are truly appreciated.
Much love <3
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