he’s looking up at him once he was back onto his feet. his own heart was racing. “y-yeah .. are you?” that was possibly the most terrifying thing to ever happen to him. “i-i’m so sorry. i wasn’t watching where i was going. i didn’t mean to— god, i’m so sorry.”

“but we could’ve—“ he’s looking over at all the cars driving passed. “that could’ve ended so bad for the both of us and it would’ve been my fault.” looking back up at him. “you sure you’re okay?”

“no, no. i-i believe you..” he found himself looking into the others eyes , which just made his heart beat even faster. realising he was staring and probably freaking him out, he shook his head. “uhm , i’m- i’m owen.”

he’s shaking his hand , but forgetting the whole ,, letting go part. “oh i- i had an audition. but i was already late so .. i doubt i even had a chance anyway.”

“yeah i .. i’m trying to become an actor but i keep blowing it. every chance i have i screw up. i’m always late or i just ,, fuck the audition up because i get so nervous and forget my lines.” a sigh. “i’m a walking disaster, clearly.”

“trust me , it’s definitely against me. either that or i’m just extremely clumsy.” he let out a nervous chuckle. he’s then noticing the others gaze , looking down and noticing he was still holding his hand , quickly letting go. “sh— i’m so sorry.”

he takes the script , looking down at it then back up at him. “thanks .. not that this really matters anymore. i ruined my chance..”

“you’d do that?” try not to blush , try not to blush — goddamnit. “you really don’t have to , i mean .. you don’t even know me.”

“really? what do you do?” he usually never talks to strangers , his nerves were always so bad. but there was just something about the other that made him feel comfortable and safe.

“right .. and i’m a waiter.” he laughs , looking back down at the script before tossing it in the trash. “unfortunately. i’m not even good at that , i’ve lost count of how many times i’ve dropped plates with peoples food on. it’s a miracle that i haven’t been fired yet.”

annnnd he’s back to staring at their hands , his blush returning. “y-yeah .. i will. i’m sure i will.” he nods , looking up at him again. “you look great , i mean ,, you’re great ! and kind , and .. cute. i mean , the way you act is .. cute. oh boy. i need to shut up.”

“you would?” hold it back , hold it back — fuck , he’s blushing again. “oh .. well , coffee. it’s on me. again .. as a way to say sorry for .. y’know.”

“i wouldn’t go that far..” he says , walking alongside the other. “but you’re definitely the sweetest person i’ve met.”

shaking his head. “you don’t even have to try..” is it weird to say he may be falling for the other already? like ,, that’s fast right? too fast? he didn’t know ..

“i do.” he nods , stopping momentarily once they got to the cafe. “this is a weird question but do you .. believe in fate?”

“oh . . well — i never used to. not until about ten minutes ago. .” yes , he was talking about meeting him.

it’s fine , he’s blushing too. “yeah .. it does.” after a while he’s clearing his throat. “so ,, coffee?”