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Will x Reader

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Title: Pick-Up Lines and Coffee

Requested: Yep :P

Warnings: None

Summary: "You are a regular in the coffee shop I work at and every time I'm your barista I write a bad pick up line on your cup" AU

"Caramel Latte!" I yelled throughout the small coffee shop, only to see Will, a regular, approach the counter. I smiled and handed him his cup, which he took with a smile and small thanks. I watched him walk away as he inspected his cup for the third time this week, looking for something in particular. I smirked when he found it, neat handwriting in black sharpie writing out, "See this shirt, its made of girlfriend material ;)". The blonde turned to look at me, and I winked before getting back to work. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw his pale face turn bright red as he swiftly turned back around and walk out the door. I chuckled to myself, forcing my thoughts to drift from the lanky teenager to the peppermint mocha I was ordered to make.

The following day, Will came in at 1:45 pm, as he always does on Saturdays. I was cleaning the counter, when I noticed a head of gold colored hair make its way to the counter. I quickly placed my rag under the counter and looked up to see bright blue eyes.

"Hi, what can I get for you Sunshine?" I smile, using my nickname I made for him months ago.

"The usual, please." He responded, a small smile on his lips. I nodded and punched it into the computer.

"$2.47 please." I watched him pull out a 5 dollar bill and set it on the counter with a slip of paper before walking away to sit at a nearby table, pulling out a book. I furrowed my eyebrows and reached for the paper first.

"I bet you a date that you are better at making coffee than I am. By the way, keep the change." I read the note again and again, not believing my eyes. My face turned bright red before stumbling to put the cash in the register. Clumsily, I picked up a cup and scrawled a message onto the side before hurriedly making his usual, a caramel latte.

"Caramel Latte for Will!" I yelled before setting the cup down. He looked up from his book and smiled at the color of my face, now a crimson color. He stood up and made his way to the counter, grabbed his drink, and sent me a wink before walking away. My face turned a darker shade of red, if it was even possible, as I watched him as he inspected his cup again. Will's smile broadened to a grin as he saw the black sharpie clumsily written on the side of his cup.

A phone number in its place of a cheesy pick up line.