A/N: Hey guys, SURPRISE! This is the surprise that I hinted to on Twitter earlier this week! So, I know I said Dinner & Dessert is my writer's block therapy. But, it's not working anymore. So. I'm going to try something a little different. This "story" is going to be my "therapy" only catch is that is just going to be a bunch of random One-Shots. But, who knows? Maybe if particular One-Shots gets enough request it'll stem into it's own story or something. Don't worry, Dinner & Dessert will still be pretty angst-free as well as a backup therapy and now, will definitely get a an actual ending.

Also, since this is purely just for whatever. I will definitely be taking requests for the series of random One-Shots! So, if you got a One-Shot idea that you would like to see let me know! You can even tell me if you want your one-shot request to be angst heavy or light, more on the comical side or more on the serious side, etc. You can even ask me to do an episode rewrite! I'll consider any and all requests and try to fill as many as possible!

Like I said this one is really for whatever and will be marked as complete since I'll just be adding to it randomly. This one for you guys have more control over what I do since you guys will be sending in requests if you want to and I'll just be adding whatever random stuff that I can think of that I don't think has long-term story potential. This one is for you guys as much as it is for me and my stress etc. This is my way of thanking you guys for leaving reviews, your support, etc. Rated M in general because you never know.

Also, since this is just going to be like a big playground. I may not always do POV like I normally do. I might play with that too. And lastly, since each story is going to be its own little stand-alone story, every story will have a title so if you guys want to reference it then it's easier for you guys to do so. I also will try to remember to tell you in parentheses whether it's all human or in the Fae World or just in a completely different Supernatural Universe and an M rated warning if needed.

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Mondays (All Human)

Bo's POV – Rainer's Home – Bedroom – Monday Morning

Fuck…Please be in my own bed when I open my eyes. Please. Please. Please…

"Morning."

Hope, dashed…

I opened my eyes and saw my ex-husband in the doorway wearing nothing but his trademark Black Tommy Hilfiger boxers, holding two cups of coffee, in front of his rock-hard abs.

I rubbed my face in my hands to wake up and to hide my shame. I can't believe I ended up in his bed. This is what I get for drinking a little too much and trying to relieve some stress.

Note to self, find a different stress reliever. Maybe knitting? Or crocheting? What am I, 80? Ugh, whatever. Anything is better than waking up in this bed again.

"Morning…" I mumbled back as I looked around the room to find all my articles of clothing. All my clothes were scattered around the room. So, I immediately got out of bed and started putting on my clothes as quickly as possible to get out of there as quickly as possible.

Don't get me wrong, Rainer has good taste in décor. All his stuff is so modern, crisp and clean and expensive as hell. Like for instance this black 6-piece, king-size Monticello master bedroom set.

But I have to get the hell out of here because…Well, there's a reason we're recently divorced after less than a year of marriage. We…Err more so, I decided that we were not good together just outside the window of annulment, unfortunately for me.

"Thanks for…whatever happened last night. I don't even remember. But, I gotta go. Bye."

I tried to squeeze past him by the door, but he gently blocked my way. "We didn't have sex. You were drunk and I was on the verge of being drunk. But I managed to get us back here and we both ended up passing out. Unfortunately for you though, not before you threw your clothes everywhere because you love to sleep in the nude. I brought us back to my place because my place is closer than your place and I don't have a key to your place…or even really know where it is since you moved out on the day that our divorce was final less than 2 weeks ago. Anyway, coffee?"

I looked at his right hand offering me the cup of coffee before I looked him in the eyes, which caused me to soften up a bit. "Thanks, but, one of our many inconsolable differences is that we hate each other's brand of coffee. I know you don't even have my brand of coffee here and you could never remember just way I like it, so I'll pass. Thanks for taking care of me last night though."

"Very well then." Rainer moved aside to let me by with the eyes of a guilty soul, making me sigh mentally. "Don't Rainer. Don't feel guilty because our relationship failed. Our relationship failed because we got married 6 months into a relationship while drunk in Vegas. Our failed relationship was not your fault or mine. We're just not meant to be. Don't feel bad just because we're not meant to be."

Suddenly, my phone alarm started ringing from my back-jean pocket, letting me know that it is 7 on the dot. I quickly pulled it out to turn it off and put it back in my pocket on my way out. "Now, I really gotta go. Bye."

I left in a hurry without looking back at him or saying another word because it just doesn't feel right being there and I didn't want to see that puppy dog look on his face again. His guilt isn't because we didn't work out. His guilt is because we got divorced. He is the first in his family to ever get divorced, so he feels like a giant disappointment to his family.

I had to practically force him to agree to a divorce because he didn't want to be the black sheep of his family. But we both agreed that our whole relationship was weird. Nothing but sex and arguing the whole time. But I will admit that the sex was good.

Anyway, time to get a real cup of coffee. Ugh, God…I really, really, really…

Hate Mondays.

5 Minutes Later – Caffeine Drip

Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. I'm getting really nervous, which means I'm getting closer and closer.

Too close, too fast.

I'm not ready. Who am I kidding? I'm never ready.

Not when it comes to her.

"Welcome and thank you for choosing- Bo. Hi! How are you doing?" There it is, that million-dollar smile that I've been dreaming about for months now.

"Hi, Lauren! I'm okay, thanks. How are you doing today? You know, you're the only owner of any establishment that I know that loves to work the front lines. I really love that about you, you know."

Lauren smiled as she dipped her head down just slightly an attempt to hide her blushing cheeks. "What can I say? I love getting to know my customers, especially you."

My heart skipped a beat at what she just said as she cleared her throat, obviously a little embarrassed by her confession. But she quickly regained her composure. "Anyway, can I get you your usual?"

I nodded, giving her the best dazzling smile I could. "Yes, please."

"Great." Lauren grabbed a venti cup and wrote my name on it to get my order started. "I'll bring it over to you at your usual spot."

"Okay, thanks as always Lauren."

"No problem Bo."

A Few Minutes Later

I've been watching her make my order ever since I took my seat in my little corner booth by the window. Lauren is so mesmerizing, and she doesn't even know it. Everything she does is so mesmerizing.

I started coming here the day this place opened 2 months ago and I was immediately taken by her to the point where I now come here every morning before work. She was the very first person I met when I first walked in here and I've talked to her almost every day since. We've rarely ever talked about anything extremely serious, but I'd like to believe we're at least in the friend zone even though I want to be more.

I'm sure we're at least friends, right?

"Here you go; Bo." Lauren snapped me out of my thoughts when she appeared with my vanilla bean hazelnut coffee. She placed the coffee in front of me as she sat down from the seat in front of me, absent-mindedly tucking her blond hair behind her ear.

She's so adorable when she does that, and her blond hair is so unbelievably gorgeous and smells like strawberries. "Thanks, Lauren. Are you able to join me this morning for our short morning chat?"

Lauren chuckled, "Aren't I always? I did already sit down, didn't I?"

A small laugh escaped my lips as I carefully I took a sip of my coffee. "Yes, but not on a Monday. Usually, you're too busy with stuff on a Monday to give me a sit-down."

Lauren nodded in agreement as she entwined her fingers together on the table. "Well, there's a first time for everything, isn't there?"

"Yes, that's true. So, how was your day off yesterday?"

"It was good. I didn't do anything because that seemed to be what I wanted to do. How's the real estate business going? Did you sell that house to that…How did you put it? Nocturnal looking couple?"

Lauren made me laugh, she always makes me laugh to the point where I'm always afraid to take a sip of my drink.

"Yes, yes I did. And I'm glad that one is done with because the couple is really creeping me out." Lauren gave me a joyful clap that made me blush slightly. "Congratulations, Bo! I knew you could do it!"

"Thanks, Lauren." Hmm…I've been single for almost 2 weeks now. That's enough time to where I can ask somebody out, right?

Honestly, I wanted to ask her out since the moment I met her. But, for obvious reasons I couldn't. But then again, I also did confide in her a lot about my nightmare of a "marriage" so, would that fact make it weird if I asked her out?

It's just that I'm finally single and the woman of my obsession is sitting right in front of me looking like an angel, especially with the way the sun is catching her golden blonde hair.

I can't, ya know, not ask her out. I just can't. Like I said I've been wanting to do this for months now and if I wait any longer, I'm pretty sure I'm going to implode.

Screw it, I'm going In. I'm doing it. I'm going to ask her out right now.

"Lauren, do you think you would like to-" Damn it, just as I was about to pop my question my phone just had to go off with my boss's number on it.

"I'm so sorry Lauren. One second please." I gave her a quick apologetic smile before I turned away slightly to answer my phone.

"Hello?"

"Bo! I have a VIP client here that would like you in the office right now. I told them you weren't due in for at least another 30 minutes and they don't care. They said they want you or they are going to go to another real estate company. He said you have 10 minutes to get here and if you don't then he's leaving. Bo, my company could really use the kind of money he has. So, you have 10 minutes to get in here please, I am literally begging you!"

I sighed an extremely frustrated and annoyed sigh. "You're lucky that I'm very close by. I'll be there soon Vex."

I hung up on him without another word now that I was racing against the clock. Well, I guess I won't be asking Lauren out today. See why I really hate Mondays?

"I'm guessing by the frustrated look on your face you have to leave our little chat early today?" I gave Lauren another apologetic smile along with a nod. "Yeah. I have to literally leave right now. I'm so sorry Lauren. I'll see you tomorrow?"

Lauren put her hands over mine. "Hey, don't be sorry. It's okay and yes, you will definitely see me tomorrow morning. Have a good day, Bo."

Lauren's warm hands makes my whole body tingle with joy and warmth. "You too Lauren." When I started to grab for my wallet Lauren stopped me by grabbing my hand back in hers. "That's not necessary, consider it a congratulatory breakfast for your recent sale or something, along with this…"

I didn't realize Lauren had a little paper bag next to her until she sadly released my hands to give it to me. "It's a new breakfast bagel sandwich that I made. It's called Morning Bliss. Let me know what you think and just in case you don't like it there's also an everything bagel that's light on the cream cheese in there because I know that's your favorite. Have a good day Bo. You better get going."

I sighed again with so much disappointment. "Unfortunately, you're right. I really have to go. But thank you so much for everything Lauren. I'll see you tomorrow. Have a good day."

We shared another smile before I knew I had to bolt out of the coffee shop like my life depended on it. Hell let's face it, it kind of did depend on it at the moment. So, I rushed to my blue Dodge Stratus and raced against the clock to get to work.

However, at a stoplight, my stomach started the grumble from the smell food that Lauren gave me. So, I opened the bag and ended up grabbing a note from Lauren instead of a bagel item.

"Bo,

I can't seem to ask you out to your face. So, I hope you don't mind this approach. You are under no obligation whatsoever to say yes. But, would you like to go out on a dinner date sometime? I'm free every night this week, including tonight and I can make myself free any other night if this week doesn't work for you. Hope you enjoy your breakfast and that you have a good day.

Call or text me at 555 – 0513,

Lauren."

I had a huge grin on my face after I read her note and wasted no time sending her a text saying yes while doing a happy dance in my driver's seat. What a great week! And ironically, it's only Monday.

Huh, and just like that, suddenly Mondays became my favorite day of the week.