I’d love to see Haurchefant and a WoL (female if possible??) Coffee Shop AU if you ever have the time~?

ladyramora:

Haurchefant looks up from wiping the counter as you stand in front of his cash register.

“Another refill?” He asks with a bright smile, setting the rag he was cleaning with aside.

You shake your head, biting at your lip with nerves as you set your notebook on the dry surface near the cash register.

Haurchefant tilts his head. “Ah, did you get your signature today? Who was it this time, hmm? Another Customer or maybe one of my fellow employees?”

You duck your head, flushing with embarrassment as you extend your pencil out to him wordlessly.

Haurchefant blinks, and then smiles as it dawns on him. “Ah!” He laughs bashfully, “You…! I was your subject today?”

You swallow heavily, breathing sharply through your nose. “I… finished the book.”

Haurchefant glances down as you push the sketchbook towards him. “Ah, do you mind if I…?”

You set the pencil down, fiddling with the sleeve of your coat. “No, no… I mean. I want you to.”

Haurchefant flips the book open. A smile curling at his lips that only grew bigger the further he looked through it. Every page he turned, front and back, every inch of space available was covered in sketchings of your favorite subject. Of Haurchefant. Some of them messy as Haurchefant was wont to move rather quickly, but most of them ridiculously detailed. The fall of his hair. The shape of his eyes. His mouth. The expression he made when laughing. His hands. The curve of his cheek, or the shape of his ears. The fan of his eyelashes.

Haurchefant is clearly flustered. His cheeks taking on at first a pink hue that slowly darkens deeper still.

He looks up when he reaches the end, blue eyes wide with awe. Looking at you in such a way that he hadn’t before. You want to freeze this moment. To capture this expression that he was making. Your fingers itch with it.

“All this time,” Haurchefant says. “It was me?”

You feel your own face heat in a blush. “Mostly.”

Haurchefant picks up the pencil. Long, elegant fingers caressing the empty space on the very last page.

You watch as he signs his name. And tilt your head as he continues to write after.

Haurchefant twirls the book and pushes it back towards you. You only have a second to peek at the number written there before Haurchefant grabs hold of you. His hands large and surprisingly warm as he enfolds yours between his.

You squeak as he tugs you close. Wow, he smelled fantastic. And, oh! His eyes were so blue, and even more lovely up close!

“I will be plain, my dear. If you call the number written there, I would take you out on a date. You are not the only one with such an… interest.”

You blink. “A.. date?” With Haurchefant?

Haurchefant nods fervently. “The warmth your presence brings each time you enter mine establishment…!” Haurchefant sighs with feeling. “My heart cannot handle it! Please. Allow me the chance to court you?”

You have no words. All you can manage is a slow nod.

It is enough. Haurchefant grins so wide his eyes crinkle with it. His head dipping down to kiss at your captured knuckles. “Ah, you have made me so very happy! I promise, you will not regret this!”

Your hand tingles.

You can hardly believe it. You had Haurchefant’s number. And a date!

A date with Haurchefant!

Haurchefant squeezes your hands, smiling at you with a certain softness in his face. Blue eyes gentle and sweetly captivating.

“You’re beautiful,” You blurt out.

Haurchefant makes a strangled squeak in the back of his throat. Releasing your hands to instead cup his own cheeks in embarrassment. Wiggling in place with flair as he tosses his head from side to side. “Aahhh! Too much! You are too much for my poor heart to take!”

You feel a laugh bubble up in the back of your throat. Biting at your lips in hopes to prevent it from spilling free, but helpess to do so as Haurchefant continues on in his dramatic display.

Haurchefant pauses with you laughter. Smiling far too large as you bend over with it. “You are ridiculous,” You tell him through your laughter, shaking your head.

Haurchefant smiles. “I hope to make you laugh like that on our date. And, hopefully, if all goes well? Many more dates to come!”

You’re smiling so hard that your cheeks hurt with it. “Well, don’t get ahead of yourself there. We haven’t even had our first date yet, so no planning the wedding just yet!”

Haurchefant sighs, placing a hand on his chest as he gazes dreamily into the distance. “We should have a spring wedding!”

You bite your lip, smothering an amused smile. “What did I just say?”

Haurchefant winks at you. “Yes, yes. I’ll try to restrain myself, my dear. I do look forward to our date! Give me a call, won’t you?”

You gather up your belongings, hugging your sketchbook to your chest. “I will.”

A spring wedding does sound nice. But so would any wedding with Haurchefant as your groom.

And now you’re the one getting ahead of yourself!