Coffee Shop || Mashton {on hold} (boyxboy)

4

It was monday, and Michael still replayed what had happened a few nights ago in his head. He couldn't help but smile to himself.

He groaned in his seat, chemistry to be exact, as the teacher, Mr Chestnut, reminded the class of there exam on friday.

Sure, michael was whining about an exam, but truthfully he was actually a really smart kid, but all he wanted to do was go back to the coffee shop and dress cutely and be called cute.

Jaime was his favourite person i the world. He was his role model. He pulled him under his wing at the age of 12 and cared for him, until 3 years ago, at 16, he left the house on his own.

And yeah, okay, Michael may have been nearly 19 for someone in senior year but he had to repeat year 4 for never showing up.

And yeah, okay, Michael was fascinated my the coffee shop that his uncle owned. It was small and cozy and cute. Just like a kitten.

Kitten.

That's what made him smile.

Even if ashton, luke, calum or any other person in the school, or even world, used the word 'kitten' to make fun of him (yet no one knew about the coffee shop) he was hurt that such a beautiful creature was being mocked.

And then the bell rung, making Michael grab all his chemistry books and running out of class to his locker, shoving them in and getting prepared to do nothing for an hour, only because it was lunch.

A hand slammed to the left side of his head against a locker right beside his and Michael couldn't help but flinch and close his own locker. He turned around slowly and was face to face with Calum, Ashton to his right and Luke to his left.

He lifted his right arm up and slid a finger into Michael's hair, twirling and leaning into his ear.

"I heard youre good in chem" he whispered into his ear. Michael couldn't help but shiver at the discomfort calum was bringing him. and then he shoved hi deeper into the lockers. "here's our homework and projects" he snickered. Calum let his hand go from the paper clutched against Michael's stomach and they right away dropped.

"Aw" Ashton faked whined "don't get our work dirty, alright kitten?"

Michael nodded his head, feeling as if his neck was about to snap in five.

The trio smiled in satisfaction and walked away from a dazed Michael.

***

"Kitten" Michael whispered to himself, checking out his outfit in the mirror. the one thing that made him secure. the one thing that made him happy. He twirled in front of the mirror and pushed open the doors to see people lined up and sitting down.

"Today is busy" he smiled to Jaime as he took in an order.

"Yes kitten" he smiled at him then turned back to the customer "a vanilla late and finger scone kitten"

And that's how it went for two hours. Jaime told Michael the orders and Michael quickly prepared them.

"We need help" Jaime lent backwards as the last customer for now exited the building.

"Jaime" He whispered. it was a habit of his to whisper.

"Yes kitten?" he stroked his hair softly. michael couldn't help but smile and feel like wanting to pur at Jaime's soft touch.

"Maybe if you found som-"

"Michael" he pulled his hand away from his scalp. "we talked about this" his bright brown eyes, not hazel though, dimmed a little, and Michael nodded only the slightest.

"What if you called Auntie? She said that a friend of hers needed work?" Michael questioned. and Jaime smiled because obviously Michael would eavesdrop on his phone calls, muting his end of the phone line.

"That's a great idea kitten" Jaime kissed Michael's forehead, and then the door bell rung and we smiled at the customer.

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Short but i just wanted to update this bc i love kitten gen-ben Michael don't judge me.