Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader
Summary: In which a boy orders coffee and a girl makes them.
Part 3: Cappuccino
Side Note: This is a story that will have five parts. Therefore, welcome to Pete’s Coffee.
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It was a slow day at Pete’s Coffee, you weren’t sure if you were thankful for that or not, sure you didn’t have to rush around and try not to screw up orders, but at the same time you weren’t making that much money.
You were saving up every cent to put towards your own college fund, going to a well known school was a dream of yours, and you were determined to make it there someday.
You tapped the pen against the counter, bored out of your mind, you were working a solo shift today, and your coworkers hours since they were sick.
These kinds of days were the worst, you wished you could leave and go home and just relax, but you couldn’t.
You leaned against the counter, pulling out your phone, turning on your music that way you wouldn’t be that bored.
You started to think, you never got a phone call today from your favorite customer, Caffé Parker.
It was unusual, he normally called everyday, ordering some new drink, and then rambling as he always forgot to choose a milk and then order a breakfast sandwich.
You weren’t going to lie, you were starting to have a thing for the coffee boy, your eyes would light up when he’d enter the shop, and the same shy smile would appear on his face as he saw you.
Where was he today?
Did I give him too much milk?
Was the breakfast sandwich not the right one he ordered?
You just couldn’t place where you had potentially went wrong, but then again, you did overthink a lot.
You decided to start cleaning up the shop, you didn’t have any customers and it was close to closing time anyways, so you decided to get a head start.
You started by cleaning the counter and counting all the money inside the cash register, then organizing the menus and napkins.
For the next hour or so, you spent cleaning the machines and the area around them, a smile of satisfaction on your face as to how spotless you made it.
You then walked into the backroom, grabbing a mop and went to start cleaning the floor, until you heard the bell above the door ring.
It was literally five minutes to closing, you groaned, resting your head against the tip of the mop, “I can do this, it’s okay, just give them their coffee and they’ll leave.” You talked to yourself quietly, taking a deep breath before walking back out to the counter.
You put on a fake smile, getting ready to greet the customer at the counter, “Hello, welcome to Pete’s Coffee-” You stopped, your eyes widening slightly as you saw the one and only Caffé Parker standing before you, a guilty smile on his face.
“I-I hope I’m not l-late.” He stuttered, looking at you nervously, as your fake smile turned into a genuine one.
“You just made it.” You winked, making him smile nervously, but you could see his shoulders slightly relax.
“Not going to lie, I was surprised I didn’t get a phone call from you today, I was wondering where you were.” You teased, making him chuckle quietly, your heart beat increasing.
“I got caught up with something this morning.” He shrugged, his confidence peaking through, probably since it was just the both of you in the shop.
You nodded understandingly, bringing your notepad and pen out, waiting for him to tell you his order.
“-OH, r-right, sorry!” He rushed out, his face becoming flustered, making you smile and motion for him to continue.
“Uhm, lets see, I’ll have a small Cappuccino please.” He smiled, seeming confident with his order, making you bite your lip slightly.
“What milk would you like?” You questioned, making him groan as you laughed.
“I knew I was forgetting something, how do I always forget the milk?” He asked, making you shrug in response, a smile on your face.
“Lets see, since I keep changing every thing up, I’ll try the soy milk today.” He smiled, nodding as you wrote down the last of his order.
“Is that all for today?” You questioned again, as he nodded in response, handing you the money.
“You know Caffé Parker,” You started, “Peter,” He coughed, making you roll your eyes playfully as he gave you a small smirk, your heart beating rapidly, “I WAS going to say that you keep giving me such huge tips, you don’t have to do that.” You smiled softly, making his heart this time beat rapidly.
Peter knew he gave the girl bigger tips each time he saw her, he just couldn’t help it, she was beautiful, and she put up with him and his rambling.
“I know, but you deserve it.” He smiled, making you smile back, before creating his drink for him.
“You want to see something really cool? I love making Cappuccino’s for this reason.” She grinned excitedly, as she motioned for Peter to come behind the counter, his nerves raising in anticipation.
He wandered behind the counter, he couldn’t help but observe her, all of her, he realized how he was actually taller than her by a few inches, how her hair fell to the middle of her back, how she secretly wore boots instead of sneakers, all these little quirks made him even more intrigued.
“Alright ready?” You smiled, as he walked closer to you, waiting to see what you were going to do.
You grabbed the soy milk, and then created the shape into the Cappuccino, a smirk on your face as you noticed Peter’s eyes widen.
“Whoa.” He breathed out, making you laugh slightly, before finishing the design, and setting it on the counter.
“Neat right?” You smiled cheerfully, as Peter walked back to the front of the counter, handing you the money, which you put into the cash register.
You expected him to leave after that, but he didn’t, instead, he took a seat at one of your tables, scrolling through his phone.
You decided to make yourself a latte, before cleaning up your work space once again, then taking your drink and wandering over to him, taking a seat in front of him.
“Do you mind if I join you?” You smiled, making his eyes light up at your presence, his head shaking.
“N-No, I’d love for you to, -I mean,” He stammered, making you giggle quietly, sipping your latte.
You both sat there for a few minutes in silence, it wasn’t awkward though, it was actually really peaceful, you both were just enjoying each other’s company.
“You know.. I’ve been coming here for a while now, and I realized something.” Peter brought up, raising an eyebrow at you, making you curious.
“Hmm?” You hummed, watching as his lips formed into a smile, creating butterflies in your stomach.
“You know my name, which is Peter by the way,” He chuckled, making you shyly smile at the table before looking back up at him, “But I never got yours.” He bit his lip slightly, a nervous habit he had.
“It’s Y/N.” You smiled, glancing at your drink before looking back up at him.
“Well, it’s nice to officially meet you, Y/N.” He grinned, making you smile and shake your head at him.
Indeed it was.