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Historia could not believe her luck.
After months of seeing the dark-haired, freckled, tall girl around school and around town, she finally got to see her up-close.
And man, was she even more attractive.
Her hair looked soft and Historia wanted to take it out of that clip and run her hands through it, see how it looked styled differently. The freckles turned out to be everywhere (as she wore a tank top, everywhere was literal) and it was the most adorable and unlikely thing. This girl looked like she could beat the hell out of someone, but she had freckles. And she was tall, and from what she could see, it looked like she had muscle to her.
Historia was in love.
She ordered an iced chai latte, and Historia loved her even more.
Finally, she would get to know her name.
“Name?”
She looked at her with a smile, marker hovering over the cup.
“Well, um, I have a weird name, don’t worry about it, so I’m just gonna wait here, if that’s okay.”
“It’s fine. But, for curiosity’s sake, what is your name?”
“O-oh, it’s Ymir.”
Historia was head over heels.
“Alright, it’ll be done in a minute. And, for the record, you chose my favorite drink! I love chai.”
She didn’t realize Ymir watched her go, trying to calm her racing heart.
Holy shit.
Ymir felt like the heavens had smiled down at her.
The most beautiful girl in town. Worked in the coffee shop. And liked chai. And wanted to know her name. And was especially beautiful up close.
No, it wasn’t the heavens smiling at her, it was one of their angels.
Out of Ymir’s sight, before starting the drink, Historia wrote her number on the cup, putting a heart next to it, hoping for- for something.
When she came back, she handed it to Ymir with a smile, and got one in return.
“Have a good day, Ymir.”
“You too!”
Ymir left, sipping on her drink, and once she was gone, Historia sighed dreamily, leaning on the counter.
It wasn’t until she was out of the store that she noticed Historia’s number.
She almost dropped it, she got so excited.