#hi can i get a medium iced coffee two sugar two cream two mocha swirl

[charishcherish]

massachusetts to no longer being in massachusetts hitting hard right now.

10 minutes away from where I lived there was a dunkin in a gas station and in its parking lot there stood a dunkin all on its own. There were more dunkin’ donuts than traffic lights in my town. There were two dunkin’s I drove by on my way to my summer job. There was also a Mary lou’s on the way. In a 20 minute driving radius from where I lived there were (no joke) 8 dunkin’s. Maybe there are even more I just haven’t noticed yet

[misscaptainamericana]

                                            Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary - You are working as a barista working in New York after the events of CA:TFA but before The Avengers. It’s the gap of time where they were trying to let Steve adjust to the times. He stops into your coffee shop every morning before he goes out to explore the city. 

Word Count - 1203

Author’s Note - This is for @thefanbasewhore​ ‘s writing challenge :) I chose the coffee shop trope, obviously. 

Coffee shop: Character A meets Character B and falls madly in love with them.

                                                    Butterscotch

You started off your mornings the way you normally do, alarm goes off at four, it takes twenty minutes to get ready and then a forty minute commute to your job. It was a nice little local coffee shop you have been working at since high school. Now a twenty-something, you were entrusted to open the shop and be lead barista in the morning. 

Can I have a coffee?” 

“Yeah, sure what size?” 

Steve looked up at you confused, “Just a cup of coffee.” 

“Right, do you want a small, medium, or large cup?” You asked before pointing over to the cup display to your right. 

“Oh, I-uh-a medium. Medium is good, thank you.” 

“Just a normal black coffee or do you want a latte?” 

Steve looked up at the menu before looking back down to you, “I hate to say it but your menu is a little daunting.” 

You peered over your shoulder at the menu, “Well, I could make it simpler for you if you would like.” You looked back over at him with a smile.

“Uhm, sure if you aren’t too busy.” 

“First morning rush is over, we have some time.” You reassured him before going into your long explanation. “There is the regular black coffee that you would get anywhere. Cold brew is like stronger coffee; it's cold and pressed. A latte is steamed milk with a shot of espresso and a cappuccino is that with a layer of foam on top. An americano is a shot of espresso and water. A macchiato is a shot of espresso over milk. And basically a mocha is anything with a hot chocolate base instead of milk. There are these things called frappes, which is blended ice coffee, but we don’t do that here. It’s basically just a lot of different ways to drink coffee.” You looked back at the wide eyed man across the counter with a smile as he cleared his throat. 

He had stopped listening a while ago, he was distracted watching her ramble on about coffee with  a smile.

 “Right, well, how about I take my normal coffee today and when I come back tomorrow you can surprise me with something from that long list?” 

“That sounds like a great plan, It’ll be right up.” 

You quickly poured some coffee into a medium cup before putting the lid on it and setting it next to the cash register, “That’ll be two dollars.” 

Steve handed her a five dollar bill, “You can keep the change. Um, I’m Steve.” 

You took the money with a smile, “Well thank you Steve, I’m Y/N.” 

“Y/N…” He smiled, “I’ll see you tomorrow.” 

The week went by so quickly. Each time the bell chimed you turned your head to the door to see if it was him. It had become a fun gaYou almost came in on your day off because you were so excited to see him again. 

“What do you have for me today?” You sighed, “I’m so sorry, you had every type of coffee we have both hot and iced. I don’t have anything else I can offer you.

His breath caught in his throat and he felt his heart skip a few beats.

Was that it? Really? You listed off so many in the beginning he thought he had so much more time.

Steve nodded while clearing his throat and looked around the coffee shop before something caught his eye, “Oh, wait! What are those?” 

You turned around to follow his gaze before letting out a small laugh, “Oh, those are our syrups. You can flavor the coffee to make it taste better.”

“Can I… try them as well?” 

How could you say no to that smiling face?

“Of course! Do you know which style of coffee you liked the most for me to put it in?” 

“Well, which one is your favorite?” “The iced macchiatos.” “Then let’s try it.” Steve said with a shy smile tucking his hands in his pockets.

“We have almond, brown sugar swirl, butterscotch, caramel, cinnamon dolce, coconut, french vanilla, hazelnut, irish cream, mocha, pumpkin pie, salted caramel, vanilla, and vanilla bean.” “Great, that’s good. That’s a lot of options. Uhm, can we just start from the top?” 

You let out a small laugh, “You got it, an almond iced macchiato coming at ya!”

The next two weeks went by in a blur of morning small talk, warm smiles, and iced coffee. When Steve walked into the coffee shop, he patiently waited in line watching you work. You moved from one end of the counter to the other with such grace. 

You looked up at him with a smile, “Steve! My favorite regular! Good morning! What can I get ya this morning?” 

He dug his wallet out of his pocket and shrugged, “Whatever’s next on the list.” 

You sucked in air through your teeth, “I’m sorry Captain, the list is done.”

Steve tilted his head to the side in disbelief, “You mean that’s it? There’s nothing else I can try?” 

Shaking your head with a small frown, “That’s it, that’s officially all I got for ya. So, did you find something you like or is it back to black coffee?” 

“Yeah…I, uhm, I did. I did find something I like.” He paused almost second guessing if he would really be able to ask you. “Can I have your number?” 

“My number?” 

“If you’re seeing someone I apologize, I didn’t mean to impose I-” 

“No, no, I’m not seeing anyone. I’m single… I-just-hold on.” With a big smile you grabbed a napkin out of the dispenser on top of the counter and pulled a pen out of the cup by the register before quickly jotting your number on it. “I get off work at three.” 

Steve couldn’t help but blush when you handed the napkin to him, “Thank you, I’ll call you later then.” He folded it up and placed it in his shirt pocket. 

Looking over at him you bit your lip slightly before speaking again, “You didn’t answer my question, did you find something you like or just the black coffee?”

 “Oh, the black coffee is probably my staple but that butterscotch one you gave me two weeks ago was really great.” 

“So all this was just-” 

“Me stalling trying to figure out how to ask out, yeah...I’m sorry about that.” 

You looked down with a big smile before looking back up at him, “Don’t be sorry, this was great.” 

Steve nodded, “I’ve adored seeing you every day.” 

“I’ve adored seeing you too… Would you like just a medium black coffee then?” 

“Yes, please.” 

You nodded before turning to go get a medium cup and pouring some hot coffee into it. You placed the lid on it, drawing a heart and smiley face on the lid in a sharpie before handing it to him. 

Steve took the cup and handed you a five dollar bill, “Keep the change, I hope you have a good rest of your day, Y/N.” 

“Thank you! You too, Captain. I’ll talk to you later.” 

With a small smile and a nod, he was out the door to continue to wander the streets of New York.