You sighed deeply and put on your apron. You were a starving college student working at a coffee shop to pay for food and such.
"Hey (Y/N)! You've got the first shift alright?" Your boss and friend Toni said. You smiled goofily and saluted.
"No problem sir." Toni grinned back and you got behind the register and started to take orders. There was a steady stream of customers, as usual, people liked Toni's coffee shop. You kept a happy smile on your face, the people were nice and you were being paid to be cheerful. You glanced over at the clock. Your shift was nearly over, and then you could buy a coffee yourself. The last customer of your shift walked up to the register.
"Hello there." You said, not looking up from the register immediately. "What would you like?" There was a soft laugh that sounded something like honhonhonhon, which made you look up from register. Standing in front of you was Francis Bonnefoy, who had the reputation at the university for being a pervert and a rapist. Once you'd started working for Toni, that reputation had been firmly discarded by your boss. Francis had never met you personally, but Toni had told you a lot about him.
"I didn't know Toni had such beautiful baristas." Francis grinned, leaning on the counter and smiling. You smiled back, blushing.
"Well thank you sir." Francis leaned as close as he possibly could over the counter.
"When does you get off work mon cher?" He asked, raising his eyebrows. Well at least the rumors that he hit on anything that moved were true. You didn't know how Toni would react to his friend picking up girls who worked for him.
"Actually, I get off now." You said, looking over at the clock. Francis' face lit up and he pulled back from the counter.
"Well, what would you say to coming to lunch with me?" He asked, putting on a pleading look. You bit your lip.
"Well, we've only just met, but okay." You deposited your apron and met up with Francis again in front of the counter.
"Shall we go now?" Francis asked, holding out his hand for yours. You took it, albeit a bit nervously. Then Francis lead you out.
~Le Timeskip~
"That has got to have been the best lunch I've ever had!" You sighed, licking your lips to get any traces of the food off your lips. Francis smiled knowingly and kept walking.
"Oh course it was. French food is wonderful." He smirked, putting his hand around your waist and leaning in close.
"Now what do you say we got back to my place?" He whispered. You ran through the various scenarios in your head. None of them seemed bad.
"Why not?" You grinned, snuggling up the the frenchman.
~Another Le Timeskip~
You groaned as your phone rang. You rolled over in Francis' bed and answered it.
"Hello?" You asked groggily.
"Chica, where are you?" Toni's worried voice asked. You silently cursed. You had forgotten you'd had work today. Especially after your wonderful date with Francis.
"Who is it?" Francis asked, equally as sleepy.
"Toni's wondering why I'm not at work." You whispered, covering the phone. Then you went back to the phone.
"Chica?" Toni asked. Francis' voice was right next to your ear whispering to call in sick. You grinned and coughed.
"You know, I think I might have caught something." You said, coughing pitifully. "I don't think I can come in today." Toni let out a disappointed sigh.
"Alright chica. Come in whenever you feel better." Then he hung up. You put the phone on the nightstand and rolled over to face Francis.
"Now we have the day all to ourselves." You grinned. Francis smiled back and stroked your hair very gently.
"Indeed." He said, getting a mischievous look in his eyes.
"Lock the door and close the blinds." He whispered. You kindly obliged, and then the fun began.