[C] Coffee Smoothie

The day after he met Tibor, the first thing on his mind mind was Tik. That was normal. The next was Tibor, which was not normal.

He may or may not of planted his face in his hands and internally screamed. The 'thing' for the cute boy was here to stay, it seemed.

With reality slapping him in the face, he texted Ti throughout the day and evening. Switching to snapchat ever now and then to sow him his food, his games or his face.

All those texts lead up to him asking if he wanted to go out for coffee. It took a bit of courage, unsure if it would come out as asking him out on a date or not. He hoped not. He did not want to scare off the boy.

So now, here he was, in his natural habitat: Starbucks. Dressed in a light grey jumper, black jeans and accessorised with a scarf.

He waited the other boy. Opening and closing his phone and sipping from his large americano.

Ti was running a little late and he felt terrible for that.

He'd stayed up late talking with Rai now that she wasn't attempting to hump everything that moved.

He'd showered and dressed and shoved a slice of toast down his throat in a rush. Then he'd decided he didn't like what he was wearing. So he had changed.

...Five times.

Then he shoved Rai out of bed and begged her to drive him to town because he was late.

The boy stepped into Starbucks, fidgeting nervously with the sleeve of his jumper.

Ti had eventually chosen something cute to wear for his was it a date? He hoped it was.

He'd donned a pair of light grey skinny jeans, a striped grey and faded yellow pullover jumper and a pair of matching faded yellow converse. His hair had a light grey bow pinned into it.

Ti felt cute.

He hoped Amr thought he looked cute, too.

He began to worry as the next person came in that was not Ti. But relief washed over him when when he saw the blond person come into Starbucks.

His throat felt dry.

Shit. He was cute.

Smiling, he waved to try and grab the boy's attention.

He did not want to get out of his seat though. He had a good seat. The little couch in the corner, and one of the few couches among the table. As soon as he would get out, someone would snatch it up.

The waving caught his eyes and Ti gave a bright smile as his blue eyes met Amr's.

Wow. The man looked... wow. Ti probably shouldn't think he looked so hot in such simple closing. But the butterflies that had been fluttering in his chest definitely thought he was hot right now and he wasn't going to fight those butterflies. You never fought the butterflies.

The boy raised a hand to wave at him as he headed towards the counter. He ordered himself a hot chocolate and waited for it to be made before making his way over to his date.

"Hi," he murmured shyly as he slid into the couch opposite Amr's couch and set his hot chocolate down on the table between them.

He looked up at the man through his lashes as he gave a little smile.

Amr smiled back at the boy as he sat down opposite him.

"Hi."

He fell back in silence, feeling a little awkward. How dumb was he? He managed to talk to him normally over the phone, and they were just fine the other week.

He swallowed to dampen his throat, trying to think of what to say, other then being mumbling and stuttering over how cute Ti looked.

Rehearsing the line in his head a few times, he finally spoke: "You look nice."

The boy smiled at the compliment.

"Thank you. So do you," he murmured, biting his lip as he lifted his hot chocolate to sip at the hot liquid delicately.

Amr looked incredible.

"I'm really sorry I was late."

He felt bad for making Amr wait for him.

His face warmed, unconsciously adjusting his scarf.

"Thanks."

He waved his hand.

"And no worries. I will probably be the late one in the future."

The phase 'turning up late with a Starbucks' rung true with him. Unless it was too meet at Starbucks.

"Still, I'm sorry." The boy's hand raised to fluff his hair gently. "I should have gotten up earlier."

He did feel bad for keeping the man waiting, even if he would be the one kept waiting in the future.

...I-If they had another date, of course. Ti didn't even know if this was a date. Was it?

The boy took another sip and licked the cream off his lips slowly.

"How have you been today?"

Golden eyes followed the pink tongue before he quickly snapped them away.

"Oh - um - okay I guess. Mostly spent my day getting some dates for Tik."

He lifted the bag, filled with dates. They probably would be gone within twenty-four hours.

"And yours? I guess sleeping?"

He grinned a little widened at the slight teasing.

"Your brother likes dates, huh?" he asked, eyes flickering down to the bag of dates. There were a lot of dates there.

Ti nodded with pink cheeks.

"Yeah. I slept in this morning. But last night was nice. I sat talking with Rai a lot."

Ti and Rai had talked about everything and nothing for hours.

"Like is a bit of an understatement."

Tik loved dates.

"That sounds nice. Late night conversations are on of the best conversations."

You could pretty much talk about anything with ease then, and people tended to be too tired to pay much attention.

The boy gave a soft giggle.

It looked like someone had an unhealthy obsession with dates.

Not that that was a bad thing. Dates were good. Though he couldn't eat many at a time.

"They are."

His conversations with Rai always turned out to be the best.

The little giggle was enduring.

"Oh, remember the photos we took and uploaded on Tumblr?"

He fished out his phone from his pocket, and searched quickly for the post. It did not take too long, it had another note a few minutes ago.

Passing the Phone to Ti, he tapped his nail on the notes.

The boy's head cocked to the side curiously as Amr rooted through his pocket.

When Amr tapped the notes, the boy flushed a light shade of pink.

A picture of him had gotten that many notes?

That was crazy.

His lips stretched with a grin.

"We're popular."

Over two thousand notes and still counting.

"I wonder how many people copied it and posted it as their own on 'we heart it'?"

Two thousand. That was a ridiculous number.

His face wasn't that cute, was it? He didn't think he was all that cute. His face wasn't smooth and perfect. He always had some stubborn spot or another. His eyebrows were almost invisible; damn being naturally pale blond. The only thing that he did kinda like was his smile.

"Probably a few," the boy murmured, holding out Amr's phone for him to take it back.

"I bet at the rate this is going at, we will probably hit three thousand in a couple of days."

Getting numerous of notes on his selfies was something Amr was used to. Though normally it was a hit or miss. And this definitely a hit.

He could not blame them, it was rapidly becoming one of his favourite photos.

"Three thousand?" the boy squeaked.

That was three thousand people liking and reblogging his face. His childish, girly, dorky little face.

And that was a lot of people.

His cheeks flushed brighter red as he reached for his hot chocolate to hide behind it again.

"Three thousand." He confirmed. It was only a rough estimate though. The notes could stop or it will reach five thousand. You never knew who would reblog it.

His grin stayed in place as he watched Ti flush.

"We will be signing autographs in no time."

"Autographs?" the boy squeaked.

Ti never saw himself becoming famous. Not a chance.

He took a little sip of his hot chocolate, gaze falling to the layer of cream on top of the delicious sweet hot beverage he had bought.

He dipped a finger in the cream and sucked it off.

He let out a brief laugh.

"Only joking."

Did anyone because so famous from their selfies that they began signing autographs? Probably not...? He was going to find out when he got back to the mansion.

His eyes were on Ti as he dipped his finger into his hot chocolate and scooping a bit of cream on his finger and began sucking it. He honestly did not think his mind would lower somewhere near the gutter.

Flushing, he snapped his eyes away down to his coffee to break away any dirty thoughts.

Really, thinking lewd thoughts of someone while they were just enjoying his drink. What was he, a pervert? (He decided not to answer his own question.)

Ti dipped his finger into the cream again, tongue laving over it before he sucked off the last little bits.

He gave an appreciative little moan.

There was only two things better than a good hot chocolate.

Good sex and good smoothies.

He thought he managed to get rid of dirty thoughts. And then Ti moaned in pleasure.

"Fuck."

He crossed his legs, face burning a more and more.

If he was from some hentai or any other anime, he would probably have a nose bleed. One of those ridiculous ones where blood spurts everywhere. He was sure of it.

Holy hell, if Ti was this sexy just by licking his finger and moaning from hot chocolate imagine if-

He stopped that train of thought before he even got to it, taking a large gulp of americano.

The boy was completely unaware of Amr's internal struggle.

He ruffled his hair as he picked up his mug and took a sip from it.

He set the mug down and smiled at Amr. "Are we doing anything after we've finished our drinks?"

He was brought back from his unintentional thoughts with a "Huh?"

"Oh, um, I don't mind."

Probably somewhere were he could cool down or stop his train of thoughts.