(A/N): Too early to tell but i feel like Stephen and John would be awesome together. Characters might be OOC but hopefully not too much. Enjoy! :)
When people told John that he was lucky to have the life he had he would agree without hesitation. The only problem with that is that the words felt wrong. John currently has what you would call the typical cliché life; an awesome college life, an amazing job, a mother who cares for him, and a beautiful girlfriend. Unless you call cliché living in a world where there's a whole separate race that are called the tomorrow people.
He's been happy with Cara. The way they stuck by each other in high school, starting out as friends but eventually ending up together, strengthened them. But lately it seems like they've been drifting apart. Their relationship started out as any other teen relationship does, making goo-goo eyes at each other and sharing drinks from the same cup with two straws.
John didn't really realize it until they went to the same college together. They would still keep in contact a healthy amount of time, as should a normal relationship. But as time passed by John just didn't feel it anymore. But he can't just up and leave Cara, he would seem like an inconsiderate asshole who doesn't care about someone's feelings. So until some crazy event happens he's kinda stuck with the life he has.
John pondered on all these things as he leisurely made his way down to his regular coffee shop. This was one of the places where John could just relax and enjoy the moment. The warming smell of coffee and pastries invaded his nose as the little bell rang above the door. John sat at his regular seat and took out his laptop and a book, deciding to skip ahead on the assigned reading, while waiting for a barista to come attend him.
As John read through his book he paused for a second to glance at his watch. He had been waiting to be attended for almost twenty minutes now. Normally he would only sit for a minute or two before being attended. He wasn't usually bothered by a couple minutes of tardiness but this was ridiculous. Probably a new employee or something.
"Sorry for the delay, um… what can I get you?" the barista said as he pulled out a notepad and plucked the pencil from behind his ear.
John didn't even bother looking at the barista to show his annoyance at the tardiness. "Chocolate Chai Tea Latte and an apple croissant" he said without a please.
The barista mumbled the order as he scribbled on the notepad, "Coming right up… oh and again sorry for the delay."
John merely grunted and nodded his head as the barista walked away heading towards the machines. John continued to read his book but eventually grew bored of it and decided to check his Facebook. He typed in the url and logged on to his account. There was a new post from Cara saying that she was 'sleepy and so not ready for work'. A typical boring post but he 'liked' it anyways.
John heard the swinging of a door and assumed it was the barista coming over with his drink. The shop was completely empty of other customers because it was still early in the morning. He set his laptop and book aside clearing a space for where his drink and pastry would go. What he didn't expect was to have hot tea poured over his lap. John sucked in a small breath when the hot liquid drenched his pants causing them to stick to his legs.
"Oh my god I am so sorry!" said the barista as he pulled out a rag from his back pocket offering it to John.
John couldn't even respond because he was too busy staring at the barista. His eyes were locked onto the other boys eyes. The stunning grey orbs that seemed unreal practically glowed in contrast to his dark hair that was spiked messily across his head. John continued to stare wide eyed at the barista who still had his hand extended with the rag in it. John came to his senses and took the rag and began to gently dab at his soaked jeans. The barista momentarily walked away and came back with a second rag and bent down to clean up the spilled drink.
The barista groaned as he mumbled, "First day and already screwed up, yep I am definitely getting fired" Confirming John's suspicion that the barista was new.
John finished drying his jeans as best as he could and turned his head to look down at the barista, who was bent over mopping up the liquid with a rag. John still couldn't speak as he was staring at the other boys arms. Yep they were definitely well toned, they even have that vein coming down the bicep. He was pretty sure that the barista was hiding a toned body underneath his shirt.
The barista got up and walked over to throw the rag away when he came back he said "Um, I'm honestly sorry for spilling it on you. I can get you another one and even throw in an extra pastry all free of charge, I'll even pay for new jeans considering I spilled it on those too."
John finally recovered from his ogling and said, "Um, there's no need. They're just pants after all, but I will take you up on the free food."
"Oh well great," said the barista with one of the most beautiful smiles John had ever seen, "I'll be right back."
John stared as the barista walked away, admiring his back and the way it made that perfect curve down to his lower body. John quickly turned his head willing himself to calm down. He took some napkins and continued to dab at his jeans and wiped bits of tea left on the table. A couple minutes later the barista walked back with another cup in his hand and a small bag on the other.
"Careful. You don't want to spill that on anyone." Said John with a smile on his face.
The barista made a small chuckle, and if that sound wasn't beautiful than John didn't know what was, and said "I'm really, really, really sorry about that. I know it's a lot to ask but can you please not let my boss know. I just got this job and I kind of want to keep it."
John decided to talk to him telepathically just because, Hey, don't worry about it. My lips are sealed.
The barista looked up and stared at John. Thank you. Seriously.
Ah. So it looks like you're a tomorrow person too. Said John
Yep. As are you, because we're speaking telepathically, and clearly we both are so why am I stating the obvious. Ugh. I'll shutup now.
John laughed at the baristas awkwardness but found it endearing anyways. Why was he so hung up on this guy. He wasn't even into guys for all he knew. I mean sure he had known that other guys are attractive but he never thought further than that. But here comes this guy, whom John doesn't even know the name of, and spilled tea on him. He should be mad, but he isn't.
John made to pick up his things and stuff them in his messenger bag. "Well I have to get going, class in half an hour and I've got to head home to change too," said John as he slung his bag on his shoulder and grabbed his food heading for the door, "I'm John by the way" he added extending his free hand.
"Stephen" said the barista shaking John's hand in greeting.
And just like that John was happy that he knew the guys name. "Well Stephen, next time don't spill my order on me" he said with a smile.
Stephen sighed and said, "Again… I am so sorry. I can be kind of a klutz sometimes. And seriously if you need to I can pay for new clothes, it's no bother."
"There's no need Stephen" said John.
"So, you're not mad?" asked Stephen.
John laughed a friendly laugh, "Not at all. Just call it… an exciting morning" said John with a smile. But having scalding tea poured on him wasn't the exciting part.
Stephen smiled at him as John walked out of the door. John was definitely going to turn himself into a regular at that coffee shop.