Tall. Grande. Venti, or Theirloveissocaffeineted
by saabira
Once upon a time, there was
cute boy named Howie. Howie was a college junior when he found a job working
at a café in a quaint bookstore near campus. Howie liked his job, because
people tipped well and he got to drink *a lot* of free coffee. Howie had
worked there for six months when his manager, Kevin, told him that the
bookstore would be featuring live musicians on Wednesdays.
The very next Wednesday, a beautiful boy named JC came in and sat on a stool
in the cafe and played his guitar and sang covers of songs from the eighties.
When the crowd applauded, JC would flash them with a squinty-eyed grin, blue
eyes flashing.
Howie messed up a lot of drinks that night; he was so taken by JC, he just
forgot to pay attention to the chai lattes and chocolate espressos.
It only took Howie one week to decide to ask JC out. JC had noticed Howie's
warm brown eyes and adorable smile, too, and he was more than happy to say
yes.
Howie and JC went out on Friday for vegetarian Thai food.
On JC's birthday, Howie gave him a hand-made leather guitar strap that had
been made in Puerto Rico. To say thank you, JC gave Howie a blowjob that made
his toes curl.
JC wrote Howie a song for *his* birthday, and to show his appreciation, Howie
handed JC a set of keys to his apartment and asked JC to move in with him.
Now, on Wednesdays, JC comes in to play at the bookstore, and the crowd that
comes to see him is a lot bigger, but he still finds Howie behind the counter
at the end of every song, and they grin squinty-eyed at each other.
[Puppy Love] Boys with animals are hott, yo. (AU) * bg