Can I request something? A Sam Wilson fic where you are a barista and he comes in every day and tries to impress you with his extremely complicated order (to you know, show he knows his coffees) but you just really find it annoying?
I’m not sure if this is close what you wanted or not, but I hope you like it!
Featured Characters: Reader, Sam Wilson
There were few things you loved more than coffee. One of them was your dog, Wilson. Unfortunately, hanging out with Wilson didn’t pay the bills, so you found work that involved your other love as a barista at a small, family-owned coffee shop.
You had worked at a Starbucks in college, and you had nothing against the company, but you could only make so many caramel macchiatos and vanilla bean frappuccinos before you began to itch for something more.
What you had been looking for came into your life thanks to Wilson. During a walk home from the dog park, Wilson pulled on his leash down a street you didn’t often travel down. Without much else to do that day, you allowed Wilson to lead the way. As he sniffed his way down the sidewalk, you window-shopped each storefront you passed.
The smell hit you before you saw it. Coffee. Not just coffee, but something more that you couldn’t quite put your finger on. The scent was something you imagined Heaven might smell like.