Don’t hate me anon! I’m sorry this took forever and a day. Here is a quick Coffee Shop AU for them!
She
comes in every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Usually after the
dinner rush has left, when the cafe is at it’s quietest, she orders a
caramel latte and goes to sit in the corner. When she is not typing
away on her laptop, she is pouring over a textbook, taking meticulous
notes each time.
Kuroo
would know. He’s been watching her for a while. Yachi Hitoka. It’s
the name she gave him to put on her order. And he always makes her
order. The first time she came to the cafe, she looked sad,
depressed, at what, Kuroo didn’t know. So, when she smiled right
after taking a sip of his drink, it caught him off guard. From then
on, he tried to make her smile all the time with all of his drinks.
“Dude,
why don’t you just leave your phone number on her drink?” Bokuto
asked, wiping down the counter. “Or on her receipt? Leave like a
message or something?”
Kuroo
frowned, sure that was what he would usually do when a pretty girl
came into the cafe, but it didn’t feel right to do that with her.
“Nah, I don’t think the usual would work on her, you know? She’s
different.”
Bokuto’s
eye’s widened, a huge silly grin took over his face as he said
loudly, “Oh my God! You’re in love with her!” Kuroo immediately
covered Bokuto’s mouth with his hands, and looked around. Yachi had
turned her head in the direction of the commotion. When she met his
eyes, she smiled and gave him a little wave before returning back to
the book she was reading. Kuroo quickly
“Can
you be a little subtle?” Kuroo hissed, releasing his hold on him.
Bokuto made a show of gasping for air and playfully stuck his tongue
out. “And how can I be in love with her? I barely have spoken to
her, other than taking her order and the weather.”
Bokuto
tilted his head, “Then why don’t you go and talk to her? It’s
better than you just creepily staring at her every time she comes
in.”
“I’m
not creepy!” Kuroo insisted, a bit offended by the remark.
“Yeah
man. Just go up and start talking to her. No big deal. I’ll cover for
ya. We’re slow anyway,” he offered, pushing Kuroo away from the
counter. “You can start by actually telling her your name.”
Kuroo
stared at Bokuto, not sure that if he is actually a genius or super
simple minded. Either way, after Bokuto gave him an encouraging
thumbs up, he made his way towards her table, acting as casual as he
could. He tried thinking of conversation topics that he could start
out with. Maybe asking her what she was studying? Or talking about
her outfit? (Though that might be a bit creepy at first). Glancing
down at the book she was reading, he saw that it wasn’t even near to
being a textbook this time. It was a manga.
“Um,
I’ve read that one before,” he said, trying to keep his voice
steady. Yachi flinched violently from being surprised. Kuroo thought
for a moment that he already messed up his chances with her before he
even got the chance to introduce himself. However, when she saw it
was him, she calmed down and returned to normal.
“Oh,
really?” she smiled. “A friend recommended it to me, and I ended
up buying the first two volumes. It’s really funny.”
She
motioned to the seat across from her, inviting him to sit down.
Kuroo let out a sigh of relief as he took the open invitation. “So
you read manga too, huh? I always see you coming here with work to
do.” He thought that it sounded like he was stalking her, and
prayed that she didn’t think that as well, but when she giggled, he
felt calmer.
“Well,
I’m usually swamped with school work, but this week not so much,”
she said shyly. Covering her face a bit with her book. “I always
come here, so it felt weird to not come. Plus, I really like the way
you make my latte. It’s the best.”
He
blushed, adverting his eyes away from her for only a second.
Scratching the back of his head he said, “I’m Kuroo Tetsurou, by the
way. I know your name from taking your orders, but I wasn’t sure if
you knew mine.”
It
was easy to talk to her. The conversation flowed naturally without
any moments of silences. Topics ranged from mangas that they both
have read, the best way to cook noodles. to the fact that they both
go to the same university. He decided that he liked the sound of her
voice when she said other words than “a tall, caramel, latte,
please. Even more, he liked the sound of her laughter, and vowed
silently to try and get her to laugh more often. It seemed like time
was going slow for them, and yet it went by fast, since before Kuroo
knew it, an hour had passed by.
The
chime to the door rang, and in came another couple of customers. For
the first time since he sat down, he checked on how Bokuto was doing.
There was a small line forming, and by the looks of it, Bokuto was
struggling to keep up.
“Well,
duty calls,” he sighed, getting up from the chair. When he glanced
over at Yachi again, she was frowning, giving an almost pouting
expression. It was cute, and he felt the same way. If he could he
would rather stay here and just talk to her more. Kuroo felt a bit
more confident, and said, “You know, my shift ends in an hour. Can
I walk you home?”
She
perked up, and with a blushing face gave him her most happiest of
smiles,“Yeah, I’d like that.”
I really hope I didn’t write them too OOC. 
I just like to imagine nervous tol Kuroo fall head over heels with smol equally flustered Yachi.
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