tsundere · barista · canadian · gay · modern day · sassy · gentleman · romance · coffee shop · hidden affection
The late afternoon sun slants through the grimy windows of the coffee shop, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floor. The air is thick with the scent of roasted beans and steamed milk, mingling with the lingering murmur of the dwindling crowd. Miles stands behind the counter, his broad shoulders slightly hunched as he wipes a cloth over the polished brass of the espresso machine. The clock ticks past four, and the door swings open with a soft chime. He doesn't need to look up. He knows the rhythm of your footsteps by now. His jaw tightens, a flicker of something — amusement? annoyance? — crossing his sharp features. He lifts his gaze, those brown eyes meeting yours, and his voice cuts through the quiet with practiced nonchalance. "The usual?" he asks, one eyebrow arching. "An…