Band of Brothers Imagines

Floyd Talbert

Prompt- You were a Barista and every morning at 10 am exactly, Floyd comes in and tries another pick up line on you with his order
Sorry it's so short
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Floyd had been in love with you since the moment he walked into that small little coffee shop and saw your face for the very first time. You were the only girl he wanted and none of his friends could figure out why Floyd stopped flirting with other girls and sleeping with them. Floyd didn't necessarily get around. But more often than not, women found him irresistible. That was until you.

He absolutely loved the way you shot his pick up lines down with witty remarks of your own. Loved the looks you gave him when you handed him his drink every morning at exactly 10 am Sharp. You knew he had been in the war. A paratrooper to be exact. Yet still how he managed to walk through the doors, the bell ringing at exactly 10 am every morning no matter how busy or slow you were, confused you to no end. It was no surprise when you turned and were abruptly met with the face of Floyd Talbert. "Hey Floyd. The usual?" He nodded in agreement.

You make his drink in silence and he paid you with a smirk on his face. Oh lord here it comes... "You're so beautiful. Where have you been all my life?" "Avoiding you." You replied smoothly, taking his cup and placing a kiss to the side. You handed his cup back as he stared at the stain your lipstick made. The cycle was never ending.

"You okay there Damsel in Distress?" "Im not in distress. I'm doing damage."

"Let me take you back to my place. I cant take you apart and put you back together however you want." "You couldn't handle me even if I came with instructions."

"Did it hurt when you fell from the vending machine? Cause you look delicious." "I'd punch you but then I would ruin that pretty little face of yours."

The cycle went on for a very long time. Until one day he didn't come. For a whole week. You had heard he had been in a car accident. And even though he would be okay, you realized life was too short to be denying your feelings for Floyd.

He came in one day and before he could even walk up to the counter you had vaulted over the counter, despite your skirt, and kissed him ferociously. "Damn. Took you long enough." He muttered with a smile. "Never trust a man whose smile steals the breath from your lungs and makes you stupid with love." Your lips met his passionately. And you didn't care that you lost your job that day. So the fuck what?