The Book Of IDOLiSH7, TRIGGER, Re:Vale, and ZOOL Oneshots

GakuTenn (Fluff AU)

(A/N): Requested by kyradavies! A uni AU for Gaku and Tenn! Placed in the same AU as the RyuuYama one, but this time it’s slightly farther back in the past and it’s not a florist’s…

Tenn sighed, exiting history with the rest of the crowd of students. Even though his major was book arts/archiving, Tenn took history as a minor. Today’s lecture had seemed unusually long, and Tenn made his way to the campus’s one and only coffee shop.

Of course it was packed, but Tenn was nothing if not prepared. He settled into his usual tucked-into-a-back-corner table, removing the fake Reserved sign and neatly tucking it into his bag. So far none of the staff had told him he couldn’t do it, and he hadn’t necessarily been told off by a professor yet. In fact, it was well-known information that the professors Yuki-sensei and Momo-sensei often came here on dates, and once Momo-sensei had exclaimed over what an ingenious it was. Ever since then, Tenn had caught them with their own Reserved sign numerous times.

Once Tenn had thoroughly infected the table with his presence - his laptop, his pens and pencils, his bag, his latest assignment, his phone and headphones, and a mini-framed photo of his baby brother - he got up and braved the line of college students, all with ‘I’m fucking done with this shit now hand over my caffeine’ looks on their faces. Tenn idly thought that the person taking orders seemed to be new, since he hadn’t seen him barista-ing before. Soon, it was his turn to order.

“I’ll have a black coffee,” Tenn started, then smugly smirked, rattling off the rest of his order. “And, say, twelve bags of mini dozen donuts. Two bags of glazed, two with powdered sugar, two with sprinkles and frosting, two chocolate, two strawberry, one assortment bag, and one flavour of the day bag.” Tenn paused. “Oh, and a Kujo Tenn donut as well.”

The new barista blinked, his jaw dropped, and managed to say, “What the fuck is a Kujo Tenn donut.” Tenn mentally congratulated himself on making the barista newbie look so stupid.

“A Kujo Tenn donut,” A familiar voice said, “Is a glazed, powdered sugar, with sprinkles and frosting, chocolate and strawberry donut.”

“Thank you, Izumi-san,” Tenn said wryly, handing over the exact amount of money as Izumi Mitsuki grunted and let the armfuls of mini dozen donuts bags he’d ordered spill across the counter.

“It’s no problem, Tenn-kun,” Mitsuki said, straightening with a smile on his face, “We’ll get that coffee right to you.”

“Do we literally store donuts for this guy and, what, make and name a donut after him?” Tenn heard the barista newbie ask Mitsuki as he picked up his donuts and made his way back to his table. He smirked, hearing a “Yeah, Tenn-kun’s famous around here” from Mitsuki.

Tenn settled back down to work on his assignment and pulled a donut bag towards him. He closed his eyes in bliss and almost moaned - this place had the best donuts. The bag he’d picked happened to the flavour of the day, which was white chocolate and vanilla today. Tenn settled into his method of work, putting his headphones on and turning his music on.

His focus was broken a few minutes later as the barista newbie almost slammed his cup of black coffee on the table. Tenn raised an eyebrow and removed one side of his headphones. Upon seeing the barista newbie up close, he realized how attractive he was and deduced that he was probably the reason why there was an unusually high amount of girls in the shop. “Your black coffee,” The barista newbie said. Tenn nodded and put back on his headphones properly. The barista newbie shook his head and vanished back behind the counter as Tenn sipped his coffee. He makes decent coffee, Tenn thought, turning back to his assignment.