forum Talk so Pretty but your Heart got Teeth // OxO // Closed

Started November 30, 2021 by @ElderGod-Icefire

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(sorry for the wait!)

Rowan had arrived at the coffee shop as normal. It was about eight thirty in the morning, and he got in line, his phone in one hand, an earbud in his left ear, the other dangling down to thump lightly against his chest with each movement. He was dressed in a pale grey hoodie, with a black shirt on top, and ripped jeans. He just looked casual and relaxed, really. He worked from home, and so he had just left to get a coffee, and then he'd go home again to keep working. His foot tapped to the music as he waited in line, humming very quietly.

Emmett had his phone wedged between his ear and shoulder as he walked. The fabric of his navy blue suit rustling lightly ever time he took a step. "Whaddya want us to do with him boss?" Asked Blaze, a thug who had been working for Emmett for almost three years now, his nickname coming from his pyromaniac tendencies. "Just keep him alive for me, make sure he doesnt get away this time." Emmett said into the phone through slightly gritted teeth. He used his shoulder to push open the door of the coffee shop he went to every morning, he didn't know the name, all he knew was the guy who was also there every morning. Emmett had deemed this guy "cute coffee shop guy" he knew this was incredibly cliched, but he didn't care. He stood in line behind cute coffee shop guy "I have to go, im getting coffee." Emmett said into the phone. "Okay boss, and make sure you actually talk to him today instead of just staring." Blaze said and Emmett scowled "don't make me fire you." He said into the phone, then hung up, sliding his hands into the pockets of his pants, the fabric soft and silky against his fingers, as he waited in line.

Rowan stretched faintly. He could hear the guy behind him talking on the phone, but didn't really mind. He heard people on the phone all the time here. He did recognize the voice, but that wasn't unusual either; he was here all the time. The music playing in his earbud was rather quiet, as he didn't want to destroy his hearing, and didn't want to annoy anyone around him. He stepped forward as the line moved, foot still gently tapping to the beat.

Emmett watched him intently, noticing every small movement he made, he essentially took notice in his foot tapping, unlike regular foot tapping, it was irregular and timed differently in comparison. He searched his body for anything that would give him a clue what cute coffee shop guy was doing, once Emmett spotted the earbud sitting in his ear, he realised the foot tapping was in melody with the music he must be listening to. To seem unironically interested, Emmett pulled out his phone once more and started scrolling through instagram, liking the posts he found interesting.

Rowan eventually reached the head of the line, greeting the worker behind the counter with a quick smile as he gave his order. He almost always got something different, but did have a few favorites he would default to when he didnn't feel like trying something new. The barista asked for his name, which he gave, then paid, and moved out of the way so other people could order.

Emmett gave the barista his order, eyeing cute coffee shop guy as he did, Emmett had always ordered the same drink, a peppermint hot chocolate with whipped cream. Everytime he took that first sip it reminded him of christmas, the excitement of presents and he could never get tired of his daily drink tasting like the embodiment of his favorite time of year. Once he was done he side stepped to stand beside cute coffee shop guy. "I see your here again." Emmett said softly, a smile spreading across his lips as he spoke. "Pardon me for interrupting your personal time, but I know you're always in here at the same time as me, and just thought I'd say hello." He added quickly.

Rowan blinked, looking up at him. "Oh. Hello." he greeted, giving the taller man a quick smile. He recognized Emmett, having seen him around quite a lot. "I remember seeing you in here as well." he wasn't quite sure what else to say now, whether to keep up a conversation or let it drop.

"yes, i'm sure you probably know me as the guy who orders the same thing everyday." Emmett said with a small smile. "I took notice, if you don't mind me saying, that you order something different almost every day." Emmett said to him, taking his hand out of his dress pants and stuck out his hand in the formal mannerism of a hand shake "im Emmett." He managed to say, while the tips of his ears turning slightly red.

Rowan shook his hand. "Rowan." he replied, a smile flickering over his face again. "And I have noticed that, yes. Hot chocolate, right?" he laughed quietly. "I like getting different things because I like to try them and see if I like them. If I don't like them, then I don't order them again."

"Ah—" Emmett said with a smile "so you enjoy trying new things, I don't think I could say the same for myself though." He said with a goofy grin. "Might I ask what you've ordered today?" He asked curiously, he was also mentally debating whether he should invite Rowan to sit at a table with him, giving Emmett more option to understand and learn more about him, but he decided to hold off the offer for now, seeing as Emmetts eagerness might show through and startle him.

"Yeah. It's a caramel macchiato. I've gotten it before and enjoyed it." he shrugged a shoulder, glancing towards the counter where his drink would be when it was done. It was not done yet, sadly. He wanted his dose of caffeine.

"ah, hate to say I've never tried it." Emmett expressed, waving his hand in the air towards the menu as he spoke "you could sit with me at a table and we could talk." He said, a slight blush rising on his face, he turned his head a bit to try towan from seeing it. "If you want I mean." He added quickl.

Rowan blinked at the offer, shrugging a shoulder and checking the time. "Sure. I've got to go back to my apartment in about thirty minutes, though, so it wouldn't be for long." he looked over at Emmett.

Emmett gave his best attempt at a charming smile and said "okay cool." With a slight flustered and red face. "I would love to ask you where you shop for clothes. Very comfortable looking you are." He added with a smile.

Rowan laughed. "I don't know. Target, TJ Maxx. Wherever, really. It's not high end shit, that's for sure." he replied, smiling as he looked over at Emmett. "You're the one in a suit."

Emmett smiled and gave an eye roll "only because I feel like I have to." He said with a grin "My position in my career wouldnt be taken as seriously if I didn't in my opinion." He added, sticking his hands back into the pockets of his dress pants.

Rowan hummed faintly. "Ah. Businessman, then?" he asked, moving to take his drink as his name was called. He held the coffee cup in his hands, taking a tiny sip. It was still too hot to easily drink.

Emmett gave a small grin and nodded softly "you could say that" he said with a small chuckle, he watched as Rowan sipped his drink and determined it to hot, he grabbed his hot chocolate as his name was called too, he picked up the cup, knowing it was to hot he started to blow through the small hole at the top to try and cool it down. He tilted his head toward an open table and turned to Rowan "shall we?" He asked, gesturing to the table.

Rowan dipped his head in a nod. "Sure." he moved over to the table, taking a seat and setting his cup on the tabletop. He pulled the lid off, blowing gently on it to help cool it down.

Emmett did the same, pulling out the chair opposite of Rowan and slowly sitting down, so he did not seem to eager. "So Rowan, tell me about yourself, I see you in here every morning yet I only just learned your name. I'm very eager to learn more." He said with a lopsided grin, as he pulled the lid off his drink and blew on it to cool it down as well.

Rowan shrugged a shoulder. "I dunno, I have a cat, I'm an editor and technical writer." he replied, blowing on his coffee again. He did not mention that he was trans; too many people lost their minds when he divulged that, and there was no point in ruining this with that.

Emmett nodded as Rowan talked, taking small sips from his hot chocolate. Once Rowan was done speaking he smiled up at him. "That sounds interesting, if you don't mind me asking— what's your cats name?" He asked

"I also have a cat he name is Siddabelle, but I call her Sidda or Sid for short." He added with a grin, once he started talking about Sidda, he could go on forever, he was her rock, and she was his, though he knew this was slightly pathetic he didn't care.