A request to do a drabble based off of I Don't Know by a band I've forgotten. If I wrote this for you, please tell me what it was! It ended up being a modern college AU.
The caffeine was already buzzing through her veins, improving the mood of the mild-tempered blonde perched upon the high stool. Her pre-late night class coffee was the only thing that was going to get her through her professor's droning voice. Now, if only she could get her mind to focus long enough to actually read the paragraph before her, that would have been lovely.
A bell jingled above the coffee house door, alerting the staff to a new customer to serve. Already getting nothing done, Historia's deep blue eyes wandered off the page to glance at the new person. She was tall and her hair seemed almost unkempt, in a cute 'just rolled out of bed' type of way. Something in Historia's mind wondered if she was as well built as her collarbones suggested.
Miss Messy Hair turned her head as she ordered, catching the blonde woman staring. The smirk she gave made her heart skip a beat and her cheeks flush bright red beneath the florescent lights. Using her hand, Historia covered her eyes and bit her lip, trying to hold back a smile. Freckles. Also very cute. And that smirk!
"Ymir?" The voice behind the counter called out, catching the blonde's attention. Ymir? What a name. She thought, letting her hand drop back down. Now that she had been caught staring, was it appropriate to look up again?
The sound of a chair being pulled out from a table pulled her back to reality again. Her eyes flickered before her, catching the warm-honey color of Ymir's gaze just the next table over. Quietly, Historia wondered just how pretty they were up close because they were dazzling from where she was privy. Smiling sweetly, Historia tried to busy herself with her coffee, taking a big gulp.
Distracting her mind, Historia went back to reading, but never got farther than the first sentence before another question wandered in her mind. What did she study? Was she single? How many other girls had been lured in by that smirk?
"Ahem."
Historia's gaze shot back up again, looking like a deer in the headlights. Ymir's shoulders shook with silent laughter, hidden behind her hand holding her coffee. Using her other hand, she pointed to Historia's text book. Keeping up with the silent conversation, she lifted the front cover of her book, revealing 'Norse History and Mythology.' Ymir nodded, seemingly impressed. Returning the gesture, Ymir lifted her rather thick text to reveal 'Gothic Architecture in a Modern World.'
Architecture major… Nice. Historia thought, a thousand other questions begging to be asked. Gathering her materials, the blonde moved to Ymir's table, "Your name is beautiful—Tied to my field of study, actually…" Historia blurted, watching as Ymir perked an eyebrow at her introduction.
"Oh? Then why don't you take the time to study me instead?" She smirked, making the blonde laugh.
There was so much she didn't know about this woman, but Historia would make time to learn it all if she could.