La Mienne
That Day

I'll never forget the day I met you.

The bell of the opening door alerted the small cafe to the new customers arrival. No other customer looked up, seemingly caught up in their own lives, and none of the waiting staff looked in the direction of the incoming customer, not wanting to move in the relaxing warmth of their lazy locations. The new customer was a young female dressed in simple skinny jeans topped with a grey tanktop and wrapped in a oversized knitted sweater. She stumbled in on large, clunky black heels, her large feather necklace jingling, pulling off her floppy hat to adjust to the new, dim lighting. After a moment to center herself she crept to a small, single seated table in the corner of the cafe to await her server. The girl looked around observing the customers all consumed in their own bubbles of contentment, except for one couple. They spoke in harsh whispers and angry gestures glaring at each other in the midst of an angry fight. The new girl shrunk when she saw the man stand up angrily and quickly leave, leaving the woman staring at her half eaten waffles all alone. As she looked away and down at her menu, the figure of a server shadowed over her.

"Are you ready to order?" the young man serving her didn't look more than twenty or so with shaggy blonde hair covering his eyes.

"Uh," she smirked when she saw him look up at her, his face going blank, "I think I'll need a second."

"No problem, I can wait," he pulled up a free chair and sat down.

"Are you supposed to be sitting with the customers?" she chuckled, "I might be a while."

"Uh well, hmmm," he stuttered and stumbled over his words, "I could help you decide."

"Well thank you..." the blonde girl searched for his nameplate, "Roxas? But I think I can handle choosing my own order."

"I guess but... now that you know my name, may I know yours?" she took notice of his polite wording and smirked at him, causing him to blush slightly.

"I'm Naminé," the blondes reached across the table and shook hands.

"So can I suggest you order the cream of chicken and rice soup?" Roxas smiled and caught her eyes, becoming adrift in them, "It's absolutely amazing..."

"Is it?" she chuckled nervously under his awed gaze, "Is it so amazing that it'll keep me coming back?"

"Yeah, it's that amazing," his blue eyes sparkled, "Goodness knows I wouldn't mind seeing your face around here again."

"Then let's try this amazing soup," she softly spoke coating his face in a pink tint.

A/N: Based off of the video for Taylor Swift's 'Mine'.
Hey guys, I'm not dead. I know you might be waiting for OOTB to be updated but I'm stuck with a buttload of homework so right now I'm just gonna stick to ficlets.
I know everyone's already wrote a bagillion Taylor Swift fics but I kinda wanted to join the bandwagon because I actually enjoy the song enough to do that. So don't hate.