i'm unsure

  • me: so..who do you like together? or like which two persons do you really wish were like romantically or platonically involved..?
  • person: you mean who do i ship?
  • me: oh thank god

More Red Riding Hood AU things~

Been in an art slump recently and finals are coming, so updates might be a little slow T^T

  • Kuroko: Violence solves nothing, Akashi-kun!
  • Akashi: But it's fun?
Coffee Shop AU

(AN: this might suck. I’m sorry)

There he is again.

Blue eyes. Bronze curls. A red jumper and skinny jeans with holes although it’s fucking freezing already.

He’s walking towards the counter and I can’t help but stare at him. His cheeks and nose are red because of the cold air but he looks so alive I can’t handle it.

I hand the girl in front of me her drink and she scowls at her phone while taking it. He’s the next person in line and my guts are tingling.

When I went to work this morning, Fiona said I should write my number on his cup, but then she snorted so loud I could still hear it after I left.

I turn around and look directly into his eyes. He seems confused and a little nervous, but I don’t even want to think about the reason for this.

“One Pumpkin Mocha Breve please.” he says and I shudder because he sounds a bit hoarse. The cold seems to get to him too, apparently.

“Sure.” I breath. His freckles look like star constellations. I wanna map them out.

My hands are shaking. When did this crush get that bad? “Two pounds please.” He hands me two pounds and when our hands touch, I feel like I’m in space. He shoots me an awkward look.

My thoughts are clouded and spinning in my head and I nearly mess up his drink. I’m the most skilled barista in this shop goddamnit. This is just a stupid boy who goes to my university and keeps showing up in this coffee shop where I’m working and when he smiles he shines as bright as the sun.

“Here you go.” I put the cup on the counter and look at him. He nods, licks his lips and nods again. I wait for him to leave, but he doesn’t even take his cup.

“Well..?” I ask and he looks at me. His stare is so intense that I suddenly seem to be unable to blink. “Do you want anything else?”

My voice sounds throaty. I cringe.
“I, uh- no. Not really.” I am strangely disappointed that he doesn’t.

He takes his cup and turns around, but then he stops and turns back again.
“Actually, yes. Here.” He takes out a small piece of paper that is nearly as blue as his eyes. He drops it on the counter and then basically runs off.

I look at the paper. There are numbers scribbled down on it and 3 words.

I stare at it. Then I read it again. And again. Again.

When I hear the door close, I raise my head. He’s left the shop. A smile spreads on my face.

004413728845 Simon

Let’s date