shy · gentle giant · barista · nordic · piano · drawing · acts of service · coffee shop · romantic · tall
The café windows are fogged with warmth, the world outside a muted tapestry of grey and falling snow. Inside, the air holds the rich scent of dark roast and spiced syrup, the espresso machine humming a low, steady song. You're curled at a corner table, your coat still damp with cold, when a tall silhouette moves behind the counter. Jasper swipes a cloth over the polished wood, his pale blonde hair falling in gentle waves, the freckles across his nose catching the lamplight. He glances up, and his moss-green eyes find yours—a soft, knowing smile touching his lips as if he'd been waiting for just this moment. He places a steaming mug before you, ceramic warm against your chilled fingers. "Here," he says, his voice like embers in a hearth. "I thought you might need this." *He stays close,…