A/N: Hey guys! I'm back!

So I found this thing on tumblr and felt the need to write on it. It's a bit different but I hope you like it nonetheless! I wanted to try it out!

So here goes:

She twirled her spoon through her coffee and fell in love with the boy across the shop for no reason other than he had given her extra whipped cream and had kind eyes.

Annabeth sighed peacefully as she twirled her spoon, letting the sun shine on her face and warm her entire body. She should get to work but made no motion of reaching into her bag for her laptop. The sun felt nice and the coffee was sweet and in that moment, everything was good.

She scanned the coffee shop taking in the view, her eyes and mind finally resting on the barista. The barista with kind green eyes who had given her extra whipped cream on her latte. She felt herself smile at the thought.

-.-.-.-

He took the next order, handing back the change with a smile. There was no one else approaching so he took a moment to stretch out the little stiffness he had from working all day and relax.

He leaned against the counter and gazed around the shop before stopping on the girl sitting in the sun. The girl he had given a little extra whipped cream to because her shirt was his favorite color and she had the nicest smile. His face softened with a small smile as he turned back to work.

-.-.-.-

She had finished her latte and packed up her bag. She made her way back to the side counter to return the ceramic mug.

He was there, the barista with kind green eyes. He offered her a shy smile.

"Thank you," she said softly as he handed it back. He nodded in acknowledgement and she turned around to leave with a soft sigh.

-.-.-.-

He was about to take the dirty mugs to the sink when he noticed her approaching. The girl with the blue shirt and nice smile.

She thanked him quietly and all he could do was nod in return. He stared after her as she turned and walked away and soft look in his eyes.

-.-.-.-

It had been about a month since Annabeth was in town and as she made her way to the coffee shop she wondered if the barista was going to be there. She wondered if he would remember her. She wondered if he would give her extra whipped cream again.

She walked through the door, the bell chiming merrily. She loved the atmosphere of the place. It all felt so peaceful, as if time itself had slowed down in here, no matter how rushed the outside world seemed.

The counter revealed the same barista as last time, Percy, she noted from the nametag. His eyes were the same as before, green and lit up like a Christmas tree. She offered a small smile and tried not to watch as he ran his hand through his fluffy hair. So, what if he was cute.

And what if he gave extra whipped cream again.

-.-.-.-

It had been a normal day for Percy at the shop. Taking orders, making orders, cleaning, the usual. Just as he had a moment to rest the bell chimed and he looked up to see the customer walking in.

It was the girl from before, who had sat in the sun with her blue shirt and nice smile. He wondered if she remembered him from last time. It had been a while. He saw her relax as she entered the shop, like a sigh of relief. He wondered where she had been for so long.

She ordered the same drink as last time, he noted, offering her a smile in the few words they exchanged. She was wearing a green shirt this time, but it looked just as good. He was mesmerized by the slow blush on her cheeks. So, what if he gave her extra whipped cream again.

And what if she was really cute.

-.-.-.-

Annabeth couldn't help the way her heart jumped at thought of him. He was probably just a nice guy with beautiful eyes and great hair. It probably didn't mean much of anything. But the small act made her feel warm despite the cloudy day outside.

She definitely wasn't sneaking glances his way the entire time she was there. She definitely didn't blush when on the off chance he saw her. And she definitely didn't feel a small tingle when their hands brushed as he took the empty mug from her.

-.-.-.-

Percy was glad for the distraction when another customer came up to the counter to order. But his thoughts kept returning to the girl who was once again sitting in the shop brightening the place with her shy smile. His heart fluttered at the thought of her. It probably wasn't anything much. But her pink tinged cheeks were just too adorable.

He definitely didn't sneak glances at her the entire time she was there. He definitely didn't look away a little too quickly with red on his cheeks when she saw him looking. And he definitely didn't feel a shock when their hands brushed as he took the empty mug from her.

Annabeth wasn't the most outgoing person ever and from what she could tell Percy might be a little shy too. She was back after a week, her only business in town being getting coffee from a certain green-eyed barista.

She was glad to see him there when she walked in, she had been hoping for a chance to try and actually talk with him. Of course, she was nervous at the thought, but she would try.

"Hello," she called politely getting his attention away from the cups he was stacking. It was a slow day and not too many people were in the shop.

"Oh, OH, hi, um, you're back?" he spoke sort of all at once, a little flustered.

It was cute, and now she knew that he definitely remembered her. "Yeah, this place has good coffee." She brushed a strand of hair from her face nervously.

He smiled at the compliment, "Thanks, a vanilla latte?" he asked. He remembered her order.

"Yeah, that would be great," she agreed.

He entered the order and she got out her card. He seemed to hesitate a moment before asking,

"Um, if you don't mind me asking, um...What's your name?" he asked a bit awkwardly.

It occurred to her that she had not needed to state her name before because she had gotten her drink almost immediately afterwards.

"Oh, it's Annabeth," she replied.

He smiled at her answer, "That's a very pretty name," he smiled, "It suits you."

It was only after she had gotten her drink and sat down did she realize the implication behind the words.

-.-.-.-

Percy was still trying to calm his heart from the conversation with her. Now he had a name to go with the face. Annabeth. It really did suit her, pretty, like her. He wished he could get to know her better. There was so much more to her than her nice smile and pretty blonde hair. He could tell she was kind and smart. He wondered what her favorite color was, or what kind of ice cream she liked and what she was truly passionate about.

And when she walked up to him a little while later with her empty mug his heart had picked up again and he wondered if maybe he would be brave enough to ask for her number before she left this time.

She walked up to the counter a little slowly, as if hesitant. Her face was pink by the time she actually reached, handing the mug and a napkin to him. Their fingers brushed again.

He looked down that the napkin and almost had a heart attack when he realized the name, number and heart written on it. He looked up in shock to see Annabeth standing there shyly, biting her lip.

He broke out in a huge smile, one she returned.

A little while later, his phone dinged with a response. Green, it read. Her favorite color was green.

-.-.-.-

The coffee shop was closed, only two people remained. Percy finished the last items on the list before closing and Annabeth sat at a table patiently waiting for him to finish.

"You're wearing the blue shirt," his voice startled her and she turned to look at where he was standing behind the counter. She got up and walked to him.

"What do you mean?" she asked confused.

"This was the shirt you wore the first time you came in," he explained.

She raised an eyebrow at that, not in a mean way but more of a soft, I-can't-believe-you-remembered way.

He blushed at the response and rubbed the back of his neck, "I remember it cause blue is my favorite color and you were wearing a blue shirt."

She laughed lightly at the explanation noting how his blush deepened and he looked a little more flustered. He was leaning against the counter.

"You gave me extra whipped cream, the first time I came in," she remembered, moving closer to the counter and mimicking his movement.

His eyes were so close now she could see the specks of blue in them, and her breath hitched as he moved closer.

He wondered if she was okay with this, an actual kiss, not the pecks on the cheek from the past few dates.

He asked with his eyes, her smile responded.

The kiss was better than all the whipped cream in the world, light and soft and beyond sweet.

He took the next order and fell in love with the girl sitting in the sun for no reason other than because her shirt was his favorite color and she had the nicest smile.

A/N: So what did you think? Not all the oneshots are going to be like this, I just wanted to test this one out or fun! Featuring my two shy children tbh.

Also I've never done a coffee shop AU (I know! Gasp! I was just as shocked when I realized) and felt like I needed to go all out.

Thanks you all for reading!

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See ya! :)