coffee shop AU
Ship: Gajevy
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When Levy McGarden entered Fairy Coffee on Tuesday morning, she wasn't expecting anyone to be there. It was a small shop, tucked in a corner lot a few blocks from the college's main campus. Books in hand, the bluenette walked to the counter.
"Hey Levy!" Lucy, the cheerful blonde behind the counter, smiled. "The usual?"
"That'd be great, thanks." Levy responded as she looked over to her normal seat. What she saw made her cringe: someone was sitting in her seat (The booth in the corner hidden partially by a bookshelf). In her special seat sat a large man with...rather strange piercings. He had long black hair and was staring impatiently at an open textbook.
"He's kinda scary lookin', if you ask me. The guy in the corner."
"Not really." Levy smiled.
"He's been like that for an hour." Lucy informed her friend and customer. "Got here at opening and never looked up from his pages. He's had 3 coffees."
"I'll buy him another, please, Lucy." Levy said. Lucy smiled.
"Alright. It's European History or something. Maybe American, I didn't get a good look." Lucy placed a small tray on the counter. "Black coffee for the man, a blueberry muffin and 3 pumps of Carmel for you."
"Thanks, Lu." Levy turned back and picked up her stuff. The blonde nodded once before starting to clean some glasses. Levy walked up to the strange man in the corner booth. He didn't look up when she sat down. He just grunted. Levy scanned the page he was looking at so distastefully.
"When was it, when was it?" he muttered to himself.
"1776." Levy said, opening her own book. He looked up at her, and she looked at him over her novel.
"Thanks." He sarcastically spoke to her. His voice was rough, but she didn't really mind.
"I'm Levy." She reached her hand over the table. He glared at it.
"I'm Gajeel. I don't need your help, shrimp." He looked back down at his book.
"Whatever you say, Gajeel." Levy pushed the black coffee towards him. The mug made a harsh noise against the table. He looked up again.
"I didn't order that." He told her. She rolled her eyes.
"I bought it for you." She went back to her book. He leaned against the wall, sipped his coffee, and watched her. She looked up after a few minutes.
"Yes?"
"Oh nothing. It's just.." He shook his head. "Usually people are scared of me. Like the waitress here. She thought I was gonna rob the place."
"I seen worse, believe me. Plus, you're sitting at my booth." Levy picked up her own drink. Gajeel raised a pierced eyebrow at the small bluenette.
"Oh really? Doesn't have your name on it."
"Actually, it does." Levy pointed out a small inscription at the end of the table, closest to the wall. Carved in the wooden table were the initials 'LM'. "Levy McGarden. My table." Gajeel smirked. He picked up his pen and carved 'GR'.
"Gajeel Redfox. Now it's mine too." Levy rolled her eyes.
"Smart ass. You go to Tail Tech?" Levy asked. Gajeel nodded, closing his textbook. "Me too. As does Lucy, the waitress who's scared of you."
"Small world." Gajeel laughed. Levy laughed too.
"The campus is right next door. Statistically.." Levy was interrupted by Gajeel's groan. "What?"
"Are you one of those girls? Who use numbers and shit to sound smart?"
"Actually, I don't 'sound' smart, I am smart. Valedictorian." Levy replied, her eyes narrowed.
"Whatever shrimp. Thanks for the coffee." Gajeel started to get up, but a small hand grabbed his wrist. He looked down at her and saw green sharpie writing on his arm.
"My number, in case you need any help with the history." Levy smiled.
"Or statistics." He smiled back. It wasn't something he normally did; smile, laugh, human contact. His only true friend was Juvia. But something about the girl in the orange dress caught his interest. She sparked something in him that he couldn't quite understand. "See you around, Levy."