lazy ass coffee shop au with @wauuu

[porkbelly]

[Time to make the doughnuts.

And the coffee. And the bagels. And oh god how was he supposed to think of baked goods and java at a time like this? When he was being constantly plagued by visions of some silver haired guy bouncing on his -- no! No! Coffee! All coffee.

When the bell rings to let him know someone's come in, he turns with his usual warm smile to greet them like nothing is amiss.]

Ah, good morning! How can I help you?

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[porkbelly]

[Damn it, was it really so obvious. He lets out a weak laugh and scratches the back of his head.]

Kind of. Had some trouble sleeping. I'll be okay, though.

[nevercomefirst]

[Chris stares at him a long while before turning back to the door and flipping the sign to "closed". Then he'll turn back.]

You got laid!

[porkbelly]

What?!

[He looks like he's going to jump out of his skin. He flails his hands in front of him wildly.]

Why would you say that?

[nevercomefirst]

It's written all over your face!

Also, you wore those exact same clothes yesterday. [a walk of SHAME even and straight to work, impressive]

[porkbelly]

... oh no! I didn't realize! The regulars will notice!

[A moment of panic as he looks down at his sweater and tugs at it.]

And I don't have time to run home and change, uugh!

[nevercomefirst]

Don't worry, I have a spare shirt you can borrow, just roll up the sleeves. [Chris is leaning on the counter in front of Yuuri though, resting his chin in his hands]

But first, tell me what happened!

[porkbelly]

Thank you, I ...

[Record scratch! Also almost dropping a coffee cup.]

... huh? It... really wasn't anything interesting! You'd be bored.

[nevercomefirst]

No way, you never go out and get laid, I want to know!

[RUDE, BUT TRUE.]

[porkbelly]

Chris!

[He sighs, knowing he's not going to be allowed to escape the question until the older man is satisfied.]

I... was having a rough night. So I went to a bar and had some drinks. Some guy was there and we got to talking and next thing I know we went back to his hotel room and... things happened.

[nevercomefirst]

Oooh, I know you get wild after a few drinks, that must have been fun. Did you get his name? His phone number--?

[porkbelly]

No. I got really nervous after so I just left.

[Remembering it, he looks down at his feet in embarrassment.]

I told you it was a boring story.

[nevercomefirst]

Now, now, with that look. Do you regret the sex or the bailing? You know I would have let you call out...

[porkbelly]

I'm not going to call out for THAT!

[He didn't call out when he was quivering with fever, after all.]

[nevercomefirst]

I've called out for that plenty of times, you always cover when I do it. I can return the favor if you got a hot guy on the hook. He was hot, right?

[porkbelly]

He was... way out of my league.

[There's a moment where Yuuri's clearly remembering his face, but he shakes it off. Pushes it away.]

It's silly to talk about it now. It was just a fluke.

[nevercomefirst]

How many times have I scolded you about that league talk. Did he like you? You like him? You're in each others league so long as you both want to play the game. [Chris rolls his eyes, always having hated talk like that. Like who you like and don't give a damn what anybody else thinks. He'll push off the counter and head back to the door, flipping the sign around to open]

[porkbelly]

I'll never see him again so it doesn't matter... can I have that shirt? I need to get changed before the customers come.

[nevercomefirst]

Right, it's in my locker, here. [he'll reach into a pocket and toss a key to Yuuri]

I've got the counter, a friend of mine is coming in sometime this morning. He blew me off last night, can you believe that?

[porkbelly]

[Catches it, almost dropping it. He's really off today.]

Really? Why?

[nevercomefirst]

By the time I closed up here he'd already gone home with someone else! I'm really not surprised, he's a pal from my modeling days in Paris. He gets anyone he wants anywhere he goes. [Chris is sliding behind the counter as the first customers trickle in]

Get that clean shirt on, shoo shoo.

[porkbelly]

[He nods and ducks into the back to change, trying to do it quickly even though memories of the night before keep distracting him.

He really was beautiful. It almost hurt how beautiful... he'd probably regret the encounter more than him once he realized he slept with some fat loser.]

[nevercomefirst]

[while Yuuri is back around the corner changing there's a loud, pleased cry from Chris at the front.]

Victooor! [and a rather jolly, strange familiar kind of chuckle in response, though maybe it's difficult to hear over the sound of what very well might be Chris throwing himself over the countertop]

[porkbelly]

[Yuuri tries to change quickly, not wanting to leave Chris to the morning crowd alone.

He looks down at the shirt and sees how long it is on him, but it's no time to be picky.

In a couple minutes he's back out, and as he rounds the corner his eyes widen and he freezes in place.

It was the man from last night.]

[wauuu]

[Victor is in beautiful profile at the counter, laughing boisterously as Chris vaults over the counter into the Russian man's open arms. They chatter something in french, before sharing another big laugh. Victor does speak in English soon]

I'm sorry I left you without company last night, but I found the sweetest thing! [Chris pops a hip, hands on them "You always find sweeter things than me!"]

Don't put it like that! I'm here, aren't I?

[porkbelly]

[Yuuri quickly ducks back behind a wall, feeling his heart pound in his chest as panic sets in. What's he going to do? This is so embarrassing!

But... it's nice to hear his voice again. It was lovely, just like his face. How could any one person get so many great traits? Chris may not believe in leagues, but Yuuri sure did.

It just made him more certain he'd only bring down the mood if he walked in.]