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. Continue reading “Y/N quickly brews two cups of tea, making small talk with Harry”