Word count: 277
Genre: romance, AU
Rating: worksafe-ish...?
Prompt: Sabriel, coffee shop AU
Sam can't deny that House of the Holy Cakes, as tacky as the name is and as eccentric as the owner is, makes the best caramel double espresso latte in the whole city. And Sam should know. So he keeps coming back there to study.
Until finally, one day, the owner himself comes to his table, setting down his latte together with a piece of cherry pie Sam didn't order on the table, and setting himself down on the seat opposite Sam's.
Sam raised an eyebrow.
The man smiled crookedly.
"Now, you've been coming into my shop often enough the past few weeks that I'm beginning to feel a bit awkward not knowing your name."
"Why is that awkward?" Sam asked. "I'm just another customer, right?"
That earns him a wider smile and a tssk:ing sound.
"Oh, you are anything but 'just another customer'. But," the guy continued before Sam could ask him what he meant by that, "that's for another time. First of all I just want to know what to call you so I don't have to keep telling the waitresses to bring your coffee to 'tall, dark and handsome'. As accurate as it may be."
Sam prayed he managed not to blush, but seeing the owner's eyebrows waggled suggestively made him think he didn't quite succeed.
"It's Sam," Sam said. "But then I want to know what I should call you… unless you want me to stick with 'weird but cute coffee-guy'".
"Weird but cute, huh?"
Now Sam was definitely feeling the beginnings of a blush spread across his cheeks. But the owner only smiled wider.
"Maybe I want you to stick with that."