It was quiet that day in the local coffee shop. Lance was bored, he had wiped down every counter and machine in the place, plus his co worker had left early to go home and look after his younger sister.
"Ugh" Matt groaned, "I hate looking after Katie, she's too smart for her age"
Lance laughed "Well, you better go, I can handle the shop for awhile."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, it's fine. It doesn't look like it'll be busy."
"Alright, thanks Lance."
It had been about an hour since Matt left, and Lance was bored out of his mind.
He had cleaned every table, chair and floor in the cafe.
Lance was doodling on a napkin when the bell on the door jingled.
He looked up and saw his best friend, Hunk walk through the glass door with another person trailing behind him.
Lance leaned slightly to the right to see who it was.
It was Keith.
Lance dragged his eyes away from Keith and looked at Hunk with a are-you-kidding-me look on his face.
Hunk had the decency to look somewhat sorry.
The two teenagers reached the counter, "What's up?" Lance asked his friends.
"Not much" Hunk said "We just came in to get some coffee and steal your Wi-Fi for homework. That cool?"
"Yeah, it's chill. What kind of coffee you guys want?"
"Can I have a large mocha, extra shot of espresso,with whipped cream on top? Please?"
"Sure. Keith? What would you like?"
"Black, like my soul."
Lance looked at him over the cup he was holding, "Keith, your nail polish is black, not your soul."
Keith looked at the floor "I'm gonna go get started on my homework. Oh, and I'll have a large frappe with caramel and chocolate sauce."
Keith left to sit in a corner booth.
Lance started the drinks as she spoke to Hunk
"So why are you really here?"
Hunk looked at the floor "Homework…"
"Hunk, I'm in all yours and Keith's classes, we didn't have homework this weekend."
Hunk was struggling between lying to his best friend and keeping his promise to Keith.
"Ok fine, Keith convinced me to come with him to ask you something."
"What does he need to ask me?"
"He didn't specify…"
"Hunk…" Lance's voice got a dangerous edge to it.
"Ugh! Fine. He wants to ask you out."
"..."
"...Lance?"
Lance put the cups he was holding on the counter with a quiet thud
"...Lance? You good?"
Lance walked around from behind the counter, making a beeline for Keith.
Keith looked up at the growing sounds of footsteps.
Lance slid into the booth beside the other boy.
"Lance?"
Lance's poker face split into a wide grin.
"Lance, you're freaking me out."
Lance lunged at Keith, pulling him into a hug.
"Uhh... " Keith's voice was muffled by the chest in his face.
"Hunk told me."
Keith's eyes widened, 'Crap' he thought 'He's gonna reject me and say no, crap crap crap'
"Of course I'll go out with you silly! I've been trying to figure out how to ask you out for weeks"
Lance released the stunned boy and pulled him into a kiss.