007. Her everlasting barista

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"So, do you wanna go out somewhere tonight?"

Amy focused her attention onto Sonic as he sat down beside her on the table. He gave her one cup of her usual with his own around his hand. "Where?"

He shrugged and brought the cup to his lips. "Anywhere to celebrate the grades we got."

She thought for a second and shook her head, shrugging sheepishly. "I-I'm not good at these sorts of things as you are... so-" Amy paused when she saw the male's bewilderment, "What?"

Sonic crossed his arms with an amused smirk. "After taking a peak at your fan fiction last night, I'm surprised you aren't."

It took a moment for Amy to process that before she felt the heat that threatened to show itself flared upon her face. "H-How- How do you know about that?!" she stammered with demand.

"You left your laptop open before you slept," he answered simply as if it wasn't the biggest deal in the world but it was, "I like James. Midnight blue quills and he has the most gorgeous emerald green eyes!" Sonic quoted as he pretended to be in thought, "Wonder who inspired you to create him, hmm...?"

"Sonic!" Amy squeaked and angrily flung a piece of her bagel at him, "I hate you! Y-You weren't suppose to see that!"

"Wha- Hey!" he dodged the piece but laughed anyway, "No throwing food! And it's not my fault that it was left open for me to see easily. You should really put a password lock on there or something!"

"Th-That's not the point!" the pink hedgehog countered, "Everything that was on there... I-It's embarrassing!"'

"It's not!" Sonic said and held her hands, "It's not embarrassing, Ames. In fact, I'm flattered I've made an impact on you that it's gotten you to write about our relationship!" he shot her a supportive grin, "It's cute!"

Amy frowned and crossed her arms.

The barista's look dropped as he scratched the back of his head. "Aw, Amy. I'm sorry... I didn't think it was that personal."

"No stupid," she shoved him lightly, "I can't believe you said they weren't embarrassing! ...My writing's horrible."

"Gah, you think everything's horrible," Sonic waved off, "You said you did horrible in your history exam but got a straight A. Then you said you couldn't draw, like, excuse me?! That canvas deserves to be in a museum!" he suddenly smirked and leaned closer to her face as his eyes gleamed, "...Then you said you looked horrible in that beautiful blue dress you wore yesterday, but damn did you look tempting."

Amy turned redder than she had previously been and smacked his shoulder. "S-Sonic!" she huffed but couldn't help to bashfully smile a little at his comment, "You're so mean..."

Sonic let out a chuckle, pulling away and rubbed his thumbs against her knuckles. "You're the meaner one. The fact that you didn't let me take you back to my place after seeing you like that... I wanted you all to myself! You had no right to tease me, Ames!"

Honestly, the blue hedgehog was such a child sometimes. She was happy that the coffee house was empty since he was the one that had to close up, a little earlier than usual since it was a holiday tomorrow. If anybody heard their current conversation, she wouldn't know how to explain herself.

"How can you be so cute and charming one second but needy and perverted the next?" she complained.

"I'm not perverted!" he shot back with full defence, "...I just appreciate your beautiful body..."

Amy rolled her eyes. "Suuure."

"I doooo," the blue barista mimicked her and leaned in again to steal a sweet kiss. She bit the side of her lip to refrain herself from showcasing her fluster but he only pecked her lips again when he noticed the stubborn reluctance.

Amy finally broke out a giggle when he kept swarming her with kisses. "S-Stop! That tickles!"

Sonic shared her laughter with his own and curled his lips. "Stop talking down on yourself and your work," he said, his tone gently changing as he caressed the side of her face, "You're amazing, okay? Don't you ever doubt that, stupid."

She smiled, fiddling with her scarf. "Right... thanks."

He left a kiss on her forehead. "Mm, if you don't wanna go out tonight... then let's just hang out at my place? We can watch a movie and order pizza or something."

"You know, sometimes I forget that I have my own apartment because I've been hanging around yours for so long," Amy said, propping her cheek against her hand.

It was true. She barely stayed at her own place. Ever since she got with the barista, she'd been noticing a drastic change in her living location for the past year. The only time she'd stay there was if she was to have friends or family over or if Sonic was away for a couple of days. Or if Sonic was being annoying, she'd go back and study alone much to his disappointment.

Sonic held his gaze onto her before focusing back onto his drink. "You know... I've been thinking that maybe..." he trailed off and glanced back at Amy to see she was steadily looking at him, waiting for him to finish. He cleared his throat, "We could move in together...?"

...Oh?

Wait.

Oh.

Amy's eyes slowly widened. "M-Move in together?"

"I-It's a big step!" the barista stammered all the same, "We've been together for a year and a half now... almost two. I know it's a little too early but-" He smiled once more when seeing her all lost for words, "I don't see myself with anyone else but you in the future."

Silence.

Did... Did he just-?

A dumbfounded pink hedgehog felt scorching heat against her skin. Her next words almost had him fall off his chair, "A-Are you proposing to me?!"

"No!" Sonic panicked and the colour of his face managed match hers as well, "I-I mean... I would want to in the near future but definitely not now... W-We've only just turned twenty one!"

His answer didn't help her as she just bit her lip. "S-So you're saying you would want to marry me... when the time comes?"

The blue hedgehog was on the spot now.

"Stop making it seem as if it's a crime, Ames!" the blue barista huffed, already embarrassed as it was for his slip up. The poor thing. "Y-Yes... I would want to be with you like that when we're ready..."

Amy cupped her hands around her drink and took a sip, hoping it would calm her down. Though, Sonic hadn't broke off his stare which made her realise he was actually being serious.

"U-Um..." she blundered but her mind went blank. Moving in with Sonic? It'd be a massive step into their relationship... and things would be a lot more easier. She could see him a lot more and... they could make each other dinner, help with studying for their final year before graduating. Even after graduating, living together would help maintain everything.

It wouldn't make much of a difference but at least the two didn't have to worry about running across to each other's buildings.

It also meant she wouldn't have to worry about paying the bills on her own.

But marriage? She had only ever fell in love with Sonic and... she could see them going further down the line as cheesy as it sounded. They've been intimate, despite her shyness and insecurties... so nothing would be a problem.

He was everything she wanted in a guy.

"It's okay, Amy," Sonic said, making her break off her thoughts. He shot her a soft grin and tucked some of her hair over her ear, "You don't have to say anything now. I'm just telling you so you know."

Amy didn't deserve him. He was so sweet. It intoxicated her.

In a good way.

"I..." she started and swallowed hard, "When can I start packing?"

She enjoyed his reaction. His nervous and unsure emerald eyes lit up and his signature radiant grin she grew to love plastered his lips beautifully.

"Anytime from now," Sonic clasped their hands together, "You're sure about this? I can still give you time-"

"I-I've already made my decision," she stammered, trying to keep her composure though failed when she began crying, "Stupid, o-of course I'll live with you!"

Sonic did the chore of wiping off her tears. "I swear, everything makes you cry nowadays," he teased, "But I'm happy."

Amy sniffed, staring into his eyes. She had nothing to say at his small jibe when something else occupied her mind. "Will you wait for me...?"

The barista tilted his head and then smirked at the implication. He grabbed her now half empty cup, scribbling something down with his marker and handed it back to her.

She blinked and peered down at it.

It takes two to get married, milady.

The pink hedgehog laughed through her tears and shoved the cup back to him as she buried herself into his chest.