It was morning when the dull sun rested its rays of light on Alois Trancy's sleeping figure. His eyes snapped open briefly before shutting again, ''Damn sun. . .'' He grumbled as he made another attempt at opening his eyes. He sat up slightly and stretched, vision still foggy with sleep as he squinted to check the time. The blaring red lights on his alarm clock read six fifteen which meant he was almost late for work.
''Oh for fucks sake!'' He gaped, hauling ass off his bed towards his closet to find some decent clothes. His mind went at a blank for a moment as he pondered what the temperature was outside. He walked over to the window and groaned as he saw snow. It's not that he disliked snow, it's that he really didn't have warm clothes and now he would suffer on his way to work.
In the cold.
Great.
Walking back over to his closet he grabbed a pair of his signature 'booty-shorts' as his co-workers called them, even though they didn't show much of his ass. He also picked out a striped baby blue somewhat long-sleeved shirt that went down mid-elbow. However, it was unbearably thin fabric. Which clearly meant he would still be cold. Oh well. He slipped his feet into long knee high black stockings and then into a pair of his brown boots and he was ready. All he needed was a quick brush of his hair and he was off.
The wind was harsh and incredibly cold. To Alois it felt like it was slashing at his skin, turning his cheeks pink and making him bundle his arms together and tilt his head down to avoid it.
He was walking stiffly and shuffling his feet as quick as he could along the glazed white ground when he was knocked down to the ground by something powerful. For a moment he thought it was the wind but as he opened his eyes while holding his now throbbing head, a figure stood over him panicking and frantically apologizing to him.
Alois scowled, why was this idiot just staring instead of offering a damn hand or something? He sat up slowly and stood to his feet looking at the boy.
The other suddenly stopped in his words and stared at Alois his one good eye focused on him. His eye met Alois' sky-blue eyes and he blushed, ''I-I'm sorry miss again-'' he was cut off with a laugh and a huff.
''Miss? Pfft! Wow. You don't know genders so well do you?'' Alois' eyes narrowed at the other and he scoffed, ''I'm a guy.''
At this point the other looked shocked and confused but his face was still red-either from the cold, embarrassment or both. Alois didn't care however, he grabbed out his phone and checked the time.
''Shit!'' He ran past the other and sprinted straight to his work not caring about the cold anymore.
He was out of breath and practically heaving when he entered the coffee shop. He closed his eyes and breathed in the scent of vanilla scones and fresh coffee. Warmth.
''Alois, you were almost late again. That's the third time this month, what is with you lately?'' A raven-haired man walked from behind the counter to Alois and handed him his work apron. ''Thanks Sebastian . . . I don't really know what's been going on. Just out of it I guess.'' He mumbled as he tied the pink apron around his back while looping the front over his neck.
Sebastian gave the blonde a concerned smile, ''Well, I hope things work out. Cause I really wanna keep you, you're a great worker.''
Alois sheepishly smiled at his boss and nodded ''Thank you. I'll try harder.'' And as he said that, the first morning customers started entering the café.
Three hours into his shift a familiar face entered the café and a cerulean eye caught Alois' eyes once again for the second time that day. He slowly walked over to the counter and coughed looking down then up again, ''U-Um the usual please.''
Alois looked at the other questioningly, 'Usual?' He thought 'what the fuck was this dude talkin about? He's never been in here.' At least not to Alois' knowledge since he's been working here.
The other seemed to notice the confused look on his face because he began to chuckle nervously and fidgeted with his wallet grabbing out his money while looking at the menu. ''It's a number seven with no whip, iced and-'' ''two percent milk with a dash of nutmeg.'' Alois found himself finishing the guy's order shocking himself and the other.
''G-got it!'' He squeaked out before he grabbed a cup and scribbled down the order pushing the cup to the side for one of the other employees to take. ''That'll be three fifty six.'' He said quickly as he avoided eye contact.
The other slid a five down to him and smiled genuinely, ''Keep the change.'' He stated and walked over to one of the high-up tables with tall bar stools, sitting down gracefully with his hands folded neatly on the table.
Alois stared at him, confusion wavering over his mind. 'Was he a regular?' He asked himself as he recalled how he knew the customers order as if by heart. 'Must be. But why am I now noticing?' He tilted his head and drank in the image of the boy's dark blue hair and way too-formal attire that looked like he was on his way to some reunion or wedding. 'Or a funeral.' He commented in his head.
The boy had a black eyepatch over his right eye indicating that perhaps something happened to that eye. 'Or he's not-so-secretly a pirate.' He commented sarcastically to himself yet again, this time letting out a small giggle from his own joke.
The other however, seemed to notice his giggle and flicked his eye from the windows to the blonde and gave a brief smile before shifting his gaze down to his hands.
Alois hadn't noticed that he'd just been staring at the boy blankly until someone coughed loudly to get his attention.
"Oh! I'm so sorry what would-" he cut himself short and heaved out a dreaded sigh. "What do you want Grell." He hissed out, eyeing the person in front of him.
Across the counter stood a tall long-haired red head man dressed in what Alois thought was 'obnoxious slutty attire'.
The man smiled, his teeth flashing out just barely. "Now now Alois, I'm just here to see my darling Seb-as-chan.~'' He somewhat half sing-songed his sentence while still smiling.
Alois shifted his feet and leaned more on the counter looking bored, "Oh no. What a shame. . . He's not here right now." He lied.
Grell rolled his eyes, "Oh come on you little brat. I just saw him before I walked in here." His voice was steadily rising and two customers had piled up behind him.
''Listen," Alois started "there are other people besides you who have to move along with their day." He glared at the red-head. "Now if you don't mind I would like to continue doing my job!" He hissed out.
Grell gave a scoff and sighed heavily before stepping aside to wait by the line, rather than in it. Not much of a difference really, but at least Alois could fill out the other orders now.
