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#I HOPE U ENJOY DILUC IS SO CUTE AHHH
zushikiss · 1 year
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This is very self indulgent but like very busy yanfei who is always visiting this cafe (says bcus the coffee there is great) but is actually there to catch a glimpse of reader who is a florist on the other side of the road. Both litteraly fawning over each other with their friends and coworkers.
Write it however u want but this was also kind of a drabble <3
summary ; you find the person behind the counter extremely attractive which is why you frequent their shop, but what happens when you finally shoot your shot/when they shoot their shot with you?
warnings ; cursing, fluff just like fluff and a bit of awkwardness but still fluffy and i think thats it yes
pairings ; yanfei, scaramouche x gn!reader [ seperately ]
notes ; ahhh anon i'm so sorry 😭 i misread this and i already finished with making yanfei's when i reread it :,) yanfei's is a bit different than what you requested so i apologize but i hope it's still okay, scara's part is so rushed since i accidentally posted this too early when i haven't even started on his part yet, might make a part two with diluc if someone requests :<
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─ YANFEI
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You kept smiling to yourself like a fool as you poured the milk into a heart shape, though a smile tugged on your lips your mind was running wild, how can it not when that gorgeous lady is sitting right there?? you don't know her name but guessing from the various books about law always scattered on her table you guessed she was a law student, or a lawyer.
You finally mustered up the courage to give her your number, you hesitated as you picked up the tissue with your number on it, aether's eyes were on you as his hands were glued to his phone, you guessed that he was updating the gc about your law student shenanigans, you sighed as you picked up a brand new tissue deciding to not go through with your plan.
"Stop being a pussy and just give it to her oh my archons, do it for me at least I am tired of your bullshit."
Feigning an offended face you decided to listen to your friend, you picked up the tissue with your number on it as you walked over to the law student's table, though unknown to you the said law student had been ranting to her private account about how amazing you look, she was stunned with how someone could look perfect while literally pouring liquid into more liquid, but in yanfei's eyes you always appeared perfect so she paid no mind to it.
Her heart did plenty cartwheels as she reached for the tissue, she was supposed to wipe her mouth with it, parallel to her you'd been on edge for the past 15 minutes, the gorgeous law student had been paying no mind to your tissue but instead focused on her laptop, but now that she saw it you couldn't help but hide below the counter, your co-worker trying his best to stop his laughter.
Well let's just say you received a text from a very beautiful pink haired individual later that day :)
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─ SCARAMOUCHE
You enjoyed the peace and quiet, which is why you easily found solace in the small cat cafe near your house, not only was the cats' company amazing, you secretly adored the barista that worked there, from what you've heared from his co-workers his name waa scaramouche, oddly you thought it suited the indigo haired man.
You've went on numerous rants about how gorgeous and breathtaking this man was to your friends and you're sure that they're tired of you however you slowly worked up the courage to finally talk to him, and today's the day!!
"hi."
"hey?"
"i uh, my name's _____"
"..good to know?"
goddamn it he's cute but can't he just get the hint??
"look i think you're really cute, do you wanna watch a movie with me or something??"
The normally quiet and snarky man was nowhere to be found, the man who stood before you was completely flustered, a blush dusting over his cheeks as he directly avoided your eyes.
"With me? Are you sure??"
"Yes. 100%, Is that a yes or a no?"
"It's a yes.."
You certainly left the cat cafe with a little more than cat hair that day.
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myherowritings · 3 years
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dandelion root tea
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SUMMARY. During a slow closing shift, a cute, red-headed customer walks in and catches your eye. He seems serious and brooding but you figure no one can be immune to your cheesy puns and amazing pick up lines. 
PAIRING. diluc ragnvindr x barista!reader
WORD COUNT. 1.9k
GENRE. coffee shop au, modern au, fluff
A/N. loosely based on a prompt from @izupie’s coffee shop prompt list! :3 i hated working as a barista but,, coffee shop au’s hit different ok D: LOLOL i hope you enjoy this fluffy diluc fic! let us all appreciate high ponytail diluc ;> xx sof
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It wasn’t every day you saw such an eye-catching gentleman at the doors of the coffee shop you worked at— In fact, such encounters were much too few for your personal liking. 
You figured that if you had to spend hours of your week working at a part-time job that barely paid and that split direct tips from customers, you might as well have something nice to look at to keep you sane throughout your shifts. Especially when the said shifts were slow closing shifts in which you were lucky to have even a total of five customers to talk to all night. 
Apparently, the gods of luck seemed to have been on your side that day since after almost half an hour of having no one enter the shop, your knight-in-shining armor dressed in a crisp, black outfit appeared.
Finally, a customer to cure you from boredom, no matter how temporary. 
“Hi there, welcome!” you greeted with a smile as you saw him looking around the empty seating area with a nod of satisfaction. “Can I get anything started for you this evening?”
He walked to the counter after you called him over, loosely holding the strap of his shoulder bag with his thumb hooked underneath the padding. “Yes, certainly,” he said in affirmation, his voice firm yet soft, more gentle than you would have expected, and somehow even better than you had anticipated. It was like a warm hug of sorts. “Could I please have a dandelion root tea with room?”
Gods, even his order felt refined and cozy, you thought to yourself. 
“Dandelion root tea,” you hummed as you found it on the cash register. “And will that be all for you tonight?” 
“As of now, yes.”
“Then that will be $1.94 in total!” Teas were a lot cheaper than coffee here— Most likely because the preparation it took was little to none compared to the traditional latte options. The coffee shop sold tea… That didn’t mean it was good tea. 
The customer swiped his phone over the device to pay for his drink, and you caught sight of the lockscreen that flashed briefly. It looked like a picture of lush and fruitful vineyards, if you saw correctly. Somehow...fitting.
As if he caught you looking, he raised his eyebrows in question, the slightest hint of amusement on his face. “It’s a picture from my family home.” 
Your cheeks heated from getting your nosy self caught. “Sorry, it just— It looks very pretty. Did you take it yourself?” 
“I did,” he said simply, smiling fondly to himself before straightening his expression as he looked at you. You half-anticipated for him to ask a reciprocal question in return, but when you met his gaze, you only saw him waiting expectantly. 
“Oh! I’ll get your order started right away. Would you like your receipt?”
“No, thank you.” 
You nodded, about to get his tea brewing before you stopped in place. You realized you haven’t learned the customer’s name, though there was no real reason to since no one else was in the shop. Still, you thought it’d be a real shame if you let someone as cute as him leave the cafe without so much as hearing his name.
“Er— Could I get a name for that order?” you asked sheepishly, flashing a grin as you held a marker to the outside of his cup.
His eyes scanned the interior of the cafe, a confused look on his face. Nonetheless, he complied with your request. “Yes, of course. It’s Diluc.”
You jotted it down as he spelled it out for you, adding a little smiley face at the end. “That’s a very pretty name.”
Diluc’s gaze flitted down to the nametag on your apron. “And yours as well.” 
With a silly grin, you attempted to stop yourself from swooning on the spot. You didn’t care if it was an empty exchange of compliments. He was such a gentleman you just couldn’t help but melt. 
“Thank you.” You placed the marker cap back on. “I’ll get started on your order now, Diluc. It should be ready in a few.” 
He nodded to let you know he heard you. “Would I be able to use a table to do some work?”
“Of course! We don’t close for another hour and a half or so; feel free to stay as long as you like.” 
“Thank you.”
Diluc chose a table not too far from the counter, and you found yourself slightly surprised he didn’t instantly gravitate towards a corner booth. You hummed to yourself as you made his drink. Maybe he wanted some form of company. After all, why would someone do their work at a coffee shop instead of a library if they didn’t seek the friendly atmosphere that came along with it? 
You finished up his tea and decided to bring it over to him instead of calling his name from the counter. He was the only customer after all, it felt a little rude to yell out his name for no reason. (And perhaps you wanted an excuse to talk to him— Just to pass time of course.)
“I have a dandelion root tea with room for Diluc ready!” you said as you walked over with a spring in your step. “Dandelion root tea for a cu-tea if you will.”
A disgruntled noise of surprise came out of his mouth as his ears that were exposed when he pulled his hair into a high ponytail tinged a light pink. “I… Thank you, I appreciate it.”
Though his words seemed dismissive, the small smile on the corner of his lip indicated otherwise. 
“My pleasure.” You toyed with a loose strand of fabric on your apron. “We have milk and sugar at the sidebar if you’d like to add any in— Let me go and rotate them out with a new batch for you.”
You went to the back kitchen to pull out some fresh milk and add-ins, the whole while thinking about how pretty Diluc looked in the high ponytail he had just put his hair in. By the time you got to the sidebar to replace the containers, he was there waiting with his drink in hand. 
“Hope I didn’t keep you too long!” you fretted as you stood next to him, tidying up the countertop. 
He waved his free hand. “Not at all. There’s no need for you to feel rushed. We’re the only ones here, after all.”
“Sorry, force of habit,” you said with a sheepish grin. “Don’t often have free time in a coffee shop, you know.”
“Right. Must be tiring work.”
“Sometimes, but it can be fun. Especially when I get to meet beau-tea-ful customers out of it.” You gave Diluc an over-exaggerated wink, hoping to get a laugh out of him. 
No noise of surprise came out of him this time, maybe because he was mentally prepared to hear any terrible tea pick up line from you at any given moment now. But you did see a smile peeking through the tousled hair covering the side view of his face. 
“I…” His words died out as a blush colored his cheeks. He averted his gaze by busying himself with adding milk into his cup. “Thank you for the compliment.” 
“Mhm, of course.” 
Diluc walked a few steps over to his table while you went the opposite way to the main counter. You looked outside the glass doors for any sign of another customer to keep you company, but it seemed no one would be dropping by any soon. You sighed, drumming your fingers lightly on the tabletop, matching the rhythm of Diluc’s muffled typing.
“How does the tea taste?” you asked hopefully when you saw him take his first sip. “I’ve never made dandelion root tea before, actually. No one has ever ordered it during a shift I worked previously, so I hope it’s not too bad!”
He took another drink of the tea, considering the flavor. “It’s…good.” 
You chuckled. “As good as bagged coffee shop tea could be, hmm?” 
Seeing your lighthearted attitude, he let himself laugh in agreement. “It’s not the worst I’ve had.” 
“Not the worst! I’ll settle for that,” you said, lifting your chin up haughtily. 
“What an award to strive for.” Diluc smiled into the cup as he took a sip. After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth to start the conversation first this time, “Do you have a favorite tea?” 
Your eyes widened, not actually expecting him to initiate something. You figured you’d tell a few more bad jokes and then leave him to do his work as you suffered from boredom all alone. 
“Actually,” you said, “I’m not much of a tea person. Or coffee even. I like smoothies.” You shrugged and Diluc let out a sound of amusement. “But… If I were, I’d have to say you’d definitely be my cup of tea.” 
With a big wink, you sent finger guns his way, only mildly aware of how foolish you probably looked. 
He shook his head, almost grinning despite himself. “Cute,” he said quietly, so soft that you had to strain your ears to hear it. Diluc cleared his throat. “Do you say this to every customer you have?”
“Only the cute ones I’d like to talk to more,” you admitted. “So far…just you.”
“I’m glad to hear that.”
Your cheeks heated up as you tried to decipher what he meant. Did he like that he was the only customer you flirted with to this caliber? Or was he just saying the gentlemanly response? You decided to brush away those thoughts before you could start overthinking. 
“So, what about you?” 
He titled his head in question.
“Do you have a favorite tea?” you clarified, moving from behind the counter to a table near him. 
“Dandelion root, actually.” He smiled fondly, pulling out a chair next to him to let you know it was okay to sit down. “It was something my father enjoyed making as a kid. I’ve learned to make it myself as I grew older.” 
You were elated he shared such a nostalgic memory with you. “That sounds sweet,” you said softly, fingers curled over the bundled fabric of your apron. “I’ve never had dandelion root tea before. It smelled very…strong when I made it.”
He laughed, but not unkindly. “The root can be too bitter for some. Even I dilute it with milk at times. But I can also make dandelion tea with fresh petals. It’s sweeter and milder, and would perhaps be more to your liking.” 
You nodded fervently. “Sweet and mild. I like the sound of that.”
“I’ll have to make you some one day.” 
You blinked, wondering if your ears were playing tricks on you. That almost sounded like an invitation to see him again after tonight. 
“Do you offer to make your special dandelion tea for any barista you meet?” you jested, tossing his question back at him. 
“No. Only the cute ones I’d like to talk to more. So, only you,” Diluc said with a teasing tone, repeating almost the exact words you told him earlier. 
A bubble of laughter escaped your lips. You didn’t expect your tea puns to end up a success, but you definitely weren’t complaining. 
“Then it seems like we have something in common,” you said, peering up at him through your lashes. His eyes were a warm red, reminding you of a hearth warming up a home you found yourself drawn to. “I can’t wait to try your homemade tea.” 
“I hope I don’t disappoint.”
“Trust me, there’s no way you could.” 
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