Hes initially unresponsive (due to his mood, Y/N thinks), but he eventually eases up, telling Y/N more stories of his childhood. Y/Ns glad to have someone like him, someone to make her nights just a bit less lonely and her days go by faster, someone to keep her hoping.
Closing the cash register just five minutes before the clock finally strikes ten, Y/N waves goodbye to the kind woman walking out of her local bakery
When shes finished with her cup, she grabs his empty mug to go place into the sink. While shes on her way there, she feels a tug on her hand, and is abruptly turned around, her torso pressing against a warm body.
Shes short of breath, eyes immediately meeting his swollen, tired ones. His eyes are like little pools of Emeralds, the scent of peppermint tea lingering on his lips. He begins to lean forward, and instead of backing away or moving like last time, she flutters her eyes shut and embraces the feeling of his soft lips molding against hers.
It feels like an eternity, and shes the first to pull away. Her eyes are wide as she feels tingles shoot up to her lips, and she notices the faint smile lingering on his lips.
She nods against him, closing her eyes and letting his warmth envelope her. “I have a press run for the next two weeks.” Her eyes snap open, “I dont want to leave. I want to stay here with you more than anything,-“
“You should go.” She cuts him off, voice soft, “This is important for you, you worked so hard for this, Harry.” She tells him.
“Ive liked you since I first came in here.” He tells her truthfully. Y/N feels her heart start to race, her mind turning to goop as he tells her more, “You looked so beautiful, and you were so…pretty.” His lips move slowly, eyes scanning up and down her face. “You dont see that much when you work in the fields I do.”
The newly opening bakery would be closer to the more prestigious neighborhoods in town, and would hopefully draw in more business to her store
His fingers go to tuck a strand of loose hair behind her ear, thumb caressing at her soft cheeks as he admires the beauty mar on her jaw. Continue reading “Y/N quickly brews two cups of tea, making small talk with Harry”