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I'm really sorry!
Anyways, I haven't edited this one, so there's probably a few mistakes and stuff in there, if you see one let me know and I can fix it!
This is a little AU, but bear with me...Hope you all like it!
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"Coffee and cigarettes are my only escape.
I got my cup of Joe, my pack of stokes,
And I'm on my way downtown, to
Set up shop, and sing my cares away."
-Never Shout Never
Tyler blinked.
What had just happened?
His brain was moving slowly today, it was too early in the morning for him.
Wait a second…did that mean…?
"Y-you mean I got the job?"
"That's what I just said Tyler, are you going to make me regret that decision now?" Greg's voice slowly floated into Tyler's head, almost as if he was hearing him through a thick soundproof cloud.
He blinked again.
"I really got the job?" Greg...err…his new boss shot him a disapproving look.
"Sorry sir, I'm just…" Tyler trailed off, what was he feeling? "Surprised…? I guess."
"Yes well," Greg emitted a somewhat embarrassed cough. "We're fairly desperate here so don't flatter yourself. Now I see here on your resume that you have no prior job experience in this area?"
A mouse-like squeak sounded and Tyler glanced around in surprise before realizing that it had in fact been him that made the noise. He blushed.
"Have you ever had a job before kid?"
"Umm…no."
There was a pregnant pause as they both took the time to stare at Tyler's severely lacking resume sitting on the coffee table between them.
Greg spoke first, clapping his hands loudly in a way that Tyler assumed was supposed to be optimistic, but in reality just ended up being startling.
"Well then." He said grabbing a clean napkin off the table scribbling something down on it.
"I hope you don't have anything planned today because you're going to be busy. You'll be working the morning shift from eight to twelve. I'll expect you in here tomorrow morning fifteen minutes early. There's no uniform, but I'm sure you understand to-" Greg's eyes strayed from Tyler to the latest costumer to walk in the door, a full blown Goth with piercings in places that made Tyler wince. "-dress decently. We pay $7.75 an hour, you'll be working Monday thru Friday and on Sundays. The pay will go up the longer you're with us. If you want days off, find someone else to talk to about it, not me. Got all that?"
"Yes sir."
"Good and drop the whole 'sir' thing. I'm not an old man. Now…let's see…" Greg stood up and called over a slim blond boy, who despite what Greg had said about dressing decent, didn't look very decent at all. For starters, he was wearing a loose black t-shirt with cut off sleeves that showed off his well muscled and tattoo covered arms that left Tyler nervously checking for the drool that he was sure was coming from his mouth.
A pair of baggy faded black jeans clung to his hips in just the right way, showing just enough to let the world know that there was a fucking mouth watering ass under there, and hiding just enough so that world could imagine all the wonderful things that came with it. A dirty coffee rag was hanging out of his back pocket and his blond hair mussed up in a way that looked as if he had just finished up doing the dirty deed in a coat closet somewhere.
Tyler thought he looked like sex in combat boots.
"This is Reid, he'll be taking time out of his precious schedule to teach you all that you need to know Tyler."
Reid stared at his boss for a long moment before turning to stare at Tyler who felt his cheeks heating up under the intensity of the blond's gaze.
Greg clapped again loudly and both men turned to look at him.
"I'll leave you two to it then. Good to have you here Tyler." With that he turned on his heel and scurried off to wherever it was that he disappeared to. Reid collapsed into the chair that Greg had been sitting in before, somehow managing to look perfectly at ease in the uncomfortable plastic design.
Then he smirked.
...and Tyler felt his heart melt.
Today was going to be a long day he realized.
"You have no clue what you're doing here do you?" Even his voice was sexy, with a low raspy quality that made Tyler think of breathless moans and gasps.
Suddenly Tyler found himself smiling, today would be a long day yes, but the more time he got to spend with this man the better.
"Not a damn clue." He said, still smiling and Reid laughed a soft and incredibly sexy laugh that made Tyler's stomach do gymnastics.
"Well shit, come on then." Reid got up slowly making his way across the café where he lead Tyler behind the counter, Tyler's eyes locking onto the blonde's ass as he bent over digging something out of a cabinet. Turning back around Reid raised an eyebrow.
"See something you like?" Tyler was sure his face tomato red by now as he tried to stutter out a proper answer, but was caught off guard when Reid chuckled.
"Don't worry about it man, I'm just messing with you. Here." He tossed Tyler a small book.
"That love, is the instruction manual to this baby here." Reid patted the espresso machine lovingly. "It's shit, but you have to read it anyways. I on the other hand, will teach you everything you need to know be fucking amazing barista." He paused for a moment and frowned. "Not the manliest job you could have picked is it?"
"Err…I-I guess not…"
Reid chuckled again, "You're funny, you know that? So. All good coffee starts with the beans, but we're in the manly barista profession. So we don't deal with that shit. What we deal with is grinding beans," Reid punctuated his words by moving his hips in a rather suggestive manner, "And making orgasm inducing coffee."
Slinging his arm around Tyler's shoulders Reid steered him toward the end of the bar.
"This here Tyler, is the grinder. Every morning you fill up the hopper, that's the top part here," He tapped a large plastic cup on top of the machine with his finger. "-with coffee beans. Now this here," Another pale finger pointed to the large metal shut on the front. "-is the dosser, when you grind beans by turning this little knob all the way back-" he turned the knob and the machine began to grind, making Tyler jump a little at first. "-it grinds the beans and the grinds go into the dosser."
Reid's eyes turned to Tyler who suddenly became aware of the fact that Reid's arm was still around his shoulders and that he was very close to him, very very close. "Got that?"
When Tyler nodded Reid gave his shoulder a slight squeeze and grabbed a little metal basket with a thick handle. "This is a portafilter. You take this thing here, and stick it right here."
Reid placed the handle in Tyler's hand carefully guiding his hand to a small metal dock under the dosser. "See how it fits right in there?" Tyler nodded trying not to pay too much attention to the fact that Reid was kinda sorta holding his hand and talking about sticking things into other things.
"Now you want to pull this lever here and fill it all the way up, it's best to make it overflow a little and then scrape it off back into the dosser. Okay?"
"Right." Tyler answered as Reid guided his hand to the lever. He filled up the little basket and scraped the extra off back into the dosser with a butter knife glancing at Reid who smiled at him making his heart skip a beat.
"Good job, now you have to take this little black thing here and tamp the coffee, because…well. We'll get into that later. Now, you want to hold it kinda like a flash light you know? Then put your elbow straight up and press down and give a little turn at the end. You try." Handing Tyler the tamper Reid's fingers skimmed his hand, gently adjusting his grip and angle.
"Alright, now press down," Tyler pressed down, Reid's pale hands carefully moving his elbow into the right position making Tyler blush, "now twist. Good."
Grabbing hold of Tyler's shoulders again Reid turned Tyler around steering him over to the espresso machine.
"Now see those little groves there on the side? Those fit into their counterparts up in here." He said, tapping the machine, "So go ahead, Ty and fit it up there." It took Tyler a moment or two to get the portafilter to click into place because he could feel Reid's sharp blue eyes on him, watching his every move.
"Sweet, you got it, now you push it all the way to the right." Reid spoke, placing his hand on top of Tyler's adding pressure as he slid the portafilter handle to the right.
"Then you're going to press this button here." Reid pointed out a bright blue button, "And you place your cup underneath." After a few tense moments dark brown coffee started to pour out of the little spout underneath the portafilter and Tyler let out a breath he hadn't realize he had been holding. Reid clapped his shoulder and chuckled pressing the blue button again causing the machine to stop.
"Look at that, you've just made your first shot." He picked up the cup and examined the coffee taking a quick whiff.
"You like coffee Tyler?"
"Yeah, course I do. I applied to a coffee shop didn't I?" Reid chuckled again.
"You drink a lot of coffee?"
"Yeah, guess so." Reid nodded and held out the cup to Tyler.
"Try it out, what do you think?" Taking a small sip Tyler made a face.
"It's kind of bitter…"
"Ahh…that's what I thought. Fortunately we can fix that easily." He smiled a slightly unnerving smile. "Now. You're going to do this over and over again until you think that you're coffee tastes perfect. Then we'll start with the milk." Reid smiled that slightly insane looking smile again and Tyler began to sweat.
"What do I do with the rest of this?" Tyler asked holding out the rest of the coffee, Reid frowned for a moment.
"Oh that, just dump it."
"Dump it?"
"Yeah, there's the drain." He pointed to the drain and glanced at Tyler.
"You…you don't want it or anything?" Reid shrugged and ruffled his blond hair.
"Naw, I don't drink coffee." There was a long stretch of silence.
"You don't drink coffee…? And yet you work in a coffee shop…?"
Reid smirked at Tyler, blue eyes glinting. "What can I say, I'm good with my hands."
Tyler suddenly found himself overcome with a violent coughing fit which only seemed to make Reid's smirk grow.
"Come on you pervert. Let's run through this again," Reid smiled giving Tyler a gentle shove back towards the grinder. "By the time I'm done with you, you'll be a pro."
Two hours later Tyler had managed to produce what Reid called 'S&M shit in liquid form' with his shots and not completely scald the milk to the point of no return. He had also, managed to keep his hands to himself the entire time and stopped himself from blushed and coughing whenever Reid made an extremely sexual pun. Which Tyler considered a far more admirable accomplishment than making a good shot of espresso.
It was a hell of a lot harder anyway.
Reid leaned back against the counter sipping a cup of hot chocolate he had made for himself watching Tyler silently as he cleaned up after himself.
"Don't forget to put the cleaner in the portafilter." He added as Tyler rushed around. "No, you don't use that one, here. This one doesn't have holes in it." Reid said gently placing another metal basket in Tyler's hands.
"And clean up the counter too." Tyler shot Reid a glare as the blond reclined against the counter while Tyler scrubbed.
"Aww…don't look at me like that. It's for you own good Tyler." He smirked as Tyler shot him another glare. Reid paused for a moment and pulled his phone out of one of the many pockets on his baggy jean.
"Fuck!" He cursed nearly spilling his drink. "I'm late for my other job. Here are the keys, just make sure to lock up after you're done here." Reid muttered grabbing his jacket from the coat rack tossing Tyler a key ring. "It's the big green key that you use. Oh! Don't forget to read the manual either!"
He was nearly out the door before Tyler called out "Wait!"
Reid paused and turned back to face him.
"Are-are you seeing anyone…?"
"Look Tyler I really have to run, I'm late and shit-" Tyler grimaced and ran a hand threw his hair.
"I just…do you want to…I don't fucking know…grab a coffee sometime? With me I mean! I er…" He trailed off at the look on Reid's face.
"Shit! I forgot you don't drink coffee. Ah fuck, I mean..uhh not coffee, you could drink hot chocolate, or whatever the fuck it is that you drink…I err…shit."
Reid's blue eyes were boring into his face and Tyler grimaced, this was not how he had wanted things to go. He should have expected it though, seeing as his track record was rather…terrible. Reid glanced at his phone again and cursed.
"Shit, I really gotta run." He gave him an apologetic smile before pausing, his hand on the doorknob. "But I would love to go on a date with you Tyler." He gave Tyler a smirk that nearly caused him to faint at the pure undiluted desire there.
"See you tomorrow Tyler, don't forget to lock up!" Reid called as door clanged shut behind him and Tyler collapsed into one of the more comfortable wooden chairs in the café.
He had gotten himself a job and a date in one day. A date with a fucking sex god. A wicked smile flitted across Tyler's face as he wiped up the last of the coffee grinds letting his mind wander to fantasies about Reid's fucking amazing ass.
Today was a good day, Tyler decided.
A really fucking good day.
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