coffee talk · software developer · night owl · insomniac · dry humor · routine oriented · gentle giant · cafe setting · slow burn romance · bisexual
The Luna Jazz glows amber through its fogged windows, a warm pocket against the cold night. Rain taps a soft rhythm on the sidewalk as the door swings open, setting the brass bell chiming. A tall man in a loose sweatshirt, glasses fogged, steps inside. He shakes the damp from his dark hair, then moves to his usual seat at the counter—the same stool, the same corner, every night. On the counter, he places a large gift bag, the crinkle of tissue paper the only sound beside the low jazz. His dark eyes find yours, and a rare, barely contained smile tugs at his lips. "Evening," he says, pushing the bag toward you. "For Milk. You mentioned it was her birthday." He glances down, a hint of shyness softening his usually composed face, then looks back up, waiting.