Monday morning was rather hectic, Kurt and Rachel had gotten up too late due to forgetting to set an alarm the day before.
He had to get ready for work in just a little over an hour, and being Kurt Hummel, that was way too little time. He was currently working in a cute little coffee shop a few blocks from where he and Rachel lives. He had stumbled upon it a few days after they had moved to New York and it became a regular routine of sorts to go for coffee there.
After a few days he started talking with the owner, they quickly became friends. She helped him get accustomed to the city, and later on offered him a job, since that they had only gotten closer, in the beginning he found it somewhat weird since she was his boss, but after some time he got used to it.

After getting ready and having a quick breakfast Kurt was on his way to work.
He loved that walk to work and back, even if it was just a short walk, there was just something about this city that made him want to take his time in taking it all in, he wasn't sure if he'd ever be able to do that though, there's so much. That's what he loves about NYC, every single day brought something new, sure, there was some things that were always the same, like the regular customers in the coffee shop, and that old man who always goes to work at somewhat the same time as himself, who always greets him when they pass each other on the street, but there would always be something new to see, something new to hear, something new to feel, and he wanted to spent all the time he could to just enjoy it all.

"Hey Ella!" Kurt half yelled to his boss when he walked into the Coffee shop.
It was a cute little coffee shop on a street corner, his boss was from Paris, so she decided to take a part of her Parisian life with her, and opened a coffee shop that held that romantic Parisian style.
Kurt loved his work here, he felt safe, it was the one place he wasn't nervous around other people, and he always wanted them to leave with a smile on their faces. After everything that happened in high school he had become such a nervous and anxious person that he had started stuttering sometimes when he met new people or were in stressful situations. However, this coffee shop was like a safe space for him, he felt confident and safe there, which helped him with his stutter.
"How was your stay at your parents' house?" He asked.
"Bounjour sweetie, it was marveilleux, it's nice to be back in beautiful old Paris again sometimes" Ella answered, tossing Kurt his apron.
"I understand, it's a city that's easy to miss I can imagine" Kurt said to her as he walked to the counter to help a customer. It was an older man, he would have looked ready for his perhaps fancy job with his black suit, had he not looked so unbelievably tired.
"Good morning sir, what can I get you?" He asked politely as he smiled.
"Morning, could I get a Cappuccino to-go please?" The older man asked, looking like he was ready to fall right back to sleep.
"Of course sir" Kurt said as he went out to make it. "Would you like a few pieces of chocolate with it maybe? It's on the house" Kurt said smiling at the man.
The man returned the offer with a small genuine smile and a quiet 'yes please'.
"Here you go sir, have a nice day, I hope you'll enjoy the coffee and chocolate" Kurt said politely.
The man smiled at him, "thank you, you too" he said as he walked out of the coffee shop.

A few hours went by, it was quiet in the shop, but with the always busy mornings it was nice when things calmed down.
While Ella was telling him everything she did when she was home in Paris as Kurt was tidying up a bit, Kurt tried not to get lost in images of him and a faceless person walking through the streets of Paris hand in hand, so lost in each other that they wouldn't notice if they got disgusted looks or not.

Suddenly someone stepped into the shop and broke Kurt out of his fantasies, the man had his face down as he walked to the counter, his posture almost made him seem like he was trying to be as invisible as possible.
"Good afternoon sir, what can I get you?" Kurt asked trying to get eye contact with the man. The man looked up, and Kurt was suddenly lost in thought again.

The man was beautiful. That's the only word to describe him, sure he was handsome, but that word just wasn't good enough, yeah, he was sexy too, but that just wasn't the right word at this moment. He was just utterly beautiful. His olive skin, his hair that, although slicked back with a sad amount of gel still showed curls that Kurt wanted to run his fingers through, his adorable height, his cute style, and his eyes. Oh my, those hazel eyes…
There was something wrong though. Those beautiful hazel eyes were red rimmed, as if he'd just been crying…
Suddenly someone cleared their throat, and Kurt looked up to see the man trying to speak to him.
"I'm sorry, what were you saying?" Kurt asked trying to hide blush forming on his face.
The man just frantically looked around, opening and closing his mouth as if he was trying to say something but ended up stuttering words that didn't quite make sense.
"Sir?" Kurt tried, but couldn't get through to the man, "Is everything alright?".
The man looked up at him, tears forming in his eyes and obviously uncomfortable with the situation.
"Oh dear, hold on just a sec okay?" Kurt said, the man slowly nodded.
Kurt quickly made two coffees, grabbed a few cookies and walked around the counter, gently placing his hand on the mans arm as they walked over to one of the tables farthest away and sat down across from each other.