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yikesharringrove · 4 years ago

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Happy Birthday to @negativenuggetz! (it never lets me tag you??) Here’s just a little fluff 🥰

Modern au

Steve threw the cup dramatically in the trash.

“How ‘bout you chill with the rage, Dingus?” Robin was leaning on her elbows over the counter, picking at her nails.

“How ‘bout you chill with the judgement?” He set to work making another mocha latte. He just couldn’t get it right.

He was trying to memorize recipes, couldn’t keep spending ten minutes looking at recipes when there was a line out the door.

Robin got him a job at the coffeeshop on lower campus, and he was not good at it.

“Whatever. Are you still down to cover my closing tomorrow?” Steve rolled his eyes.

“Of course. You’ve asked me like, six times.”

“Just gotta be sure. Don’t wanna keep Heather waiting.” She winked at him. He stared at her blankly.

He was sprinting through campus, had fallen asleep ater class and was gonna be late to Robin’s shift.

He checked his watch. He had five minutes to make it ten minutes away.

He stumbled through the door in about seven, red faced and sweating, breathing hard as he threw on his apron.

“You’re not Robin.”

Steve’s coworker for the night was sitting on the back counter, looking down his pierced nose at Steve.

“Covering, covering for her. She’s got,” he was huffing through his words. “She’s got a date.” The guy’s blue eyes lit up.

“No shit? She finally nut up and ask Heather out?”

“Nah, I think Heather asked her first.”

“Well, either way. Good for them.” He slid off the counter, holding out a hand to shake Steve’s. “I’m Billy.”

“Steve.” He wiped his sweaty hand on his jeans before taking Billy’s hand.

“You usually do opening, or?”

“I mean, I’m pretty new. Only been here three weeks or so. But I usually do midmorning with Robin.”

“Well, you’re gonna like closing. ain’t got shit to do until we have to clean. Nobody comes in here past four, they’re just at the library.” Billy reached up to tug at his blonde pontail. Steve tracked the movemnt of his arm, the way his bicep flexed through his tight shirt.

Hot damn.

“So, should we ask all that good college shit? Like what’s your major? Where are you from?” Steve laughed at teh simpering voice Billy put on.

“I mean, only ask if you actually wanna know the answer.” He wasn’t doing too bad, returning all of Billy’s lazy smirks, serving his lines right back to him.

“Tell me everything, Pretty Boy.” Steve’s face went red. Billy 1, Steve 0.

“Um, I mean, not much to tell. I’m from Indiana. I’m still undeclared. I’m kinda like, if the color beige was a person. That’s what Robin said.” Billy threw his head back and laughed. It filled the little shop, seemed to reverberate around the walls. Steve liked it.

“Nah, I don’t see beige for you. Maybe like, forest green. That’s what you are.”

“What color would you call yourself.” Billy grinned at him.

“That’s not how it works. You gotta tell me what color I am.”

“I don’t know you.”

“Then fine. Billy Hargrove 101: I’m from southern California, I’m studying physics and I work here and at the student gym. Color. Now.” Steve rolled his eyes.

“Fine, bossy. Blue, maybe.”

“Shade.”

“Come again?”

“Shade. Like what shade of blue.” Billy said it like he was long suffering, like Steve was somehow inconviencing him.

“Um, light blue. Ocean blue.” Billy beamed.

“Correct.” He patted Steve on the back once as he moved to start restocing cups for the openers. Steve hoped he didn’t see the way he went red, the way he shivered after the little touch.

“So, um. Physics. You’re like, pretty smart then.” Billy gave him an odd look. Steve didn’t meet his eyes, was picking at his fingers.

“I would say so.”

“Are you, how are you with calculus? ‘Cause I’m in calc 100 and I’m, it’s not going well.”

“Student center has tutors.” Steve licked his lips.

“Well, the calc tutor, I kinda, I kinda had a thing with him, and like, ghosted him pretty hard, so I just, I can’t go to him for help.” It was silent in the shop. Steve felt like his heart was pounding.

And then Billy roared with laughter again. He had tears in his eyes when Steve looked up at him. He smacked his shoulder.

“It’s not funny! I’m failing a class!”

“Failing a class because you hadta get your dick wet!” Steve flushed. He was doing that a lot.

“Wasn’t me that got my dick wet.” He muttered it through his teeth, thought Billy wouldn’t hear over his laughter, btu then he spluttered, had to reach under the counter for a black water bottle, doing quite a lot of it as he choked. “Can you just help me?”

“Well, sure, Pretty Boy. But it’s gonna cost ya.” Steve rolled his eyes.

“I was gonna offer to pay you anyway. How much you want?”

“No, not like that.” He had calmed down, his face just a little ashen from hacking up a lung earlier. “We’re gonna go out, and you’re gonna pay. Then we’ll call it square.” Steve swallowed slowly.

“What like a, like a date.” Billy just stared at him.

“Was that not clear?” His grin was slowly retuning. Steve liked the way it spread over his lips, reached all the way to his eyes.

“No.” Steve was gonna hold his ground goddamnit.

“My apologies then.” And then Billy tugged the legs of his tight jeans a little, just enough so he could get down on one knee. “Dear, sweet, Princess. In exchange for helping you with your calculus, you can repay me by letting me take you on a date, and then by paying for everything on said date. Please grant me your hand in...date.”

Steve shoved him lightly as he laughed, failing in knocking Billy off balance whatsoever. He gave a dramatic sigh.

“Fine. I guess.” Billy tossed him his phone.

“Put your name under Pretty Boy, so I don’t have to change it later.” Steve bit his bottom lip as he did just that.

“You better text me.”

“Wouldn’t dream of doing anything but.”

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