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It’s now about half way through what was an unusually busy day, the flash flood of customers thankfully slowed down around 2:30
the little cafés staff can only handle so much, there understaffed as is.
Ayamo had to go out for a job interview somewhere so even though he was like a good 15 minutes late in the morning, he was only at the coffee shop for around two hours before bailing on everyone.
Tenya had a nasty cold that had him bed ridden so it was really all up to Deku, uraraka and bakugou
‘the dream team’.
didn’t feel like much of a dream to bakugou though-
Bakugou was switched out from coffee brewing/register at 2:25PM when a certain doodle of a shit went unappreciated by some ‘ shrill old hag’
Said doodled shit appeared on this old woman’s take out cup, because bakugou’s made a fun little hobby out of discreetly doodling middle fingers, turds, dicks. You name it he’s drawn it. onto the cardboard cups
So anything vulgar would and or could be scribbled onto the side of the cups or in his coffee art for the people katsuki deemed worthy.
There were a lot of people bakugou deemed worthy.
But all he can do now is stand alone in a cupboard sized room with his thoughts, cleaning up after wasteful idiots.
“What asshole-“
*scrub scrub*
“Orders a damn- LARGE cappuccino-“
*scrub scrub scrub scrub*
“then doesn’t fucking drink it?!” The blond tieredly complains to himself whilst violently scrubbing, drowning and pouring out the remaining contents of coffee cups.
Yeh this is definitely not what he wants to do for the rest of his life. Cleaning out cups and washing plates doesn’t really reflect his talents ya know.
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18 minutes into katsukis cleaning endeavors, at 2:37PM half the mess was cleared.
He notes how quiet it is outside his small, rectangular, side room.
Guess it really did die down. It’s honestly a relief, no more dishes
The blond must say as much as he hates cleaning duty, drowning cups in soapy water etc etc, he does love the fact he can Listen in on conversations and hear what’s happening out front,
he’s a people watcher, he enjoys knowing what’s going on.
right now he can hear the machines whirring and cups clinking together from where deku and ochako are collecting mugs and cleaning tables. it’s almost relaxing having the background noise
Another few minutes pass and bakugou hears cheeks call out that she’s taking her break, she usually calls her folks on breaks pacing up and down the street, she often gets home sick.
Bakugou and deku keep working, izuku out front, katsuki out back easy peasy lemon squeezy
The prickly blond was reaching for yet another plate when he hears the doors bell ring, the tell tale sign of a customer
Said customer greeted the green haired boy with what bakugou could only assume was a smile from the guys tone who then ordered what he wanted, but he got no reply
“Fucking Weird” bakugou thought, deku was always chatty, that's why customers liked him so much. Because he couldn’t keep his fucking mouth shut , But nothing was heard from the little guy
another second passes. Right, now this was so weird,bakugou always thought deku was incompetent, (trying to get him fired for it many times-)
but when it comes to the social shit this job requires, freckles excelles, a fact the blonde admits begrudgingly
“Is the turd even out there-“ bakugou mumbles, throwing down his sponge into sudsy water bellow
listening closely to the silence, his question was then swiftly answered by an eruption of frantic, flustered stammering nonsense
“fucks sake.” Bakugou sighs, taking off his blue latex gloves and drying his wet feeling hands on the bottom of his apron, making his way to confront whatever was happening.
When he came out from his scrubbing hidey hole he was greeted to the sight of a wide eyed, red faced stammering Midoriya, with one hand lazily pointing up at the red haired customer, who’s giving a sympathetic smile to the small barista.
….Bakugou couldn’t take much more of this.
so he made the decision to move the accident prone barista to the side and take over,
after sliding the flustered mess behind him-
he then turned back to the Customer who was now wearing an at ease friendly grin when he met the blonds eyes, the man was taller the bakugou, (…yeh he hates that-) he wore a plain black cap and some rock band shirt bakugou’s never seen before with some aviator looking sunglasses tucked into it, but damn was this man jacked.
Bakugou has always been one to judge someone from first appearances, how strong they look, attitude etc etc.
and this guy. Bakugou didn’t even know. couldn’t be arsed really, something was bothering him
there’s something about this guy that had the barista confused
Bakugou’s eyebrows knit together as he inspects the person in front of him… he looks at the red strands framing the stranger's face that came loose from his pony tail either naturally or in a styling kinda way under his hat he can’t be sure which.
And since it’s the first thing that stood out to the blond he ran with it-
“Do I know you shity hair.”
A small gasp came from behind the vulgar blond, deku finally tearing his gaze away from the red head for a second to look at bakugou absolutely horrified,
Bakugou assumed he was probably worried this strong, intimidating looking ‘macho man’ was going to punch his lights out just because he called his hair shity. And he was totally ready for that.
But instead of a fist. he got a boisterously happy laugh.
...Fucking weird response
“your opinion’s noted about the hair blondie” the redhead cheekily smiled
“But nah, not formally at least” the stranger informed “you probably know of me though” the man’s smile turned into a little smirk as if he’d given the exhausted, grumpy man in front of him the last piece of the metaphorical puzzle.
‘Blondies’ brain started to work over time-
“Is this guy a regular?” No, no way bakugou dismissed, he’d remember a red headed regular, not to mention deku probably wouldn’t have had THAT reaction if he was.
You could practically see the gears in Bakugou's head turning, he continued to stare at this mystery man, squinting ever so slightly into a scowl “…is. this guy fucking messing with me-“
“damn you shity hair whatever- what the fuck do you want Clifford” kat asks leaning against his arm on the counter
Red smiled “did you just compare me to Clifford the big red dog?”
“Yeh so what if I did fuck munch?! Now what do you want!”
Mystery man chuckled undeterred by the blonds loud personality
“two hot chocolates pretty pleaaase”
Bakugou rolled his eyes and snorted
Fucking dork
“In or to go”
“Sadly to go”
“Psh yeah sadly” bakugou says reaching for a cup and pen “your gonna get soaked”
bakugou nodded to the front window,so the guy turned around to see the heavens pouring down
“Ah man didn’t even notice that- well it’s umbrella season I should of seen it coming really” he gave a disheartened sigh with a small smile and a head shake
As the stranger went on a mini rant about how much he actually loves the rain, Bakugou scribbled down his order, then a little doodle on one of the take out cups.
“I’m fucking hilarious.”
he listened to the red heads rain
spiel whilst he doodles quickly, he really didn’t need to. But he did. Why? he doesn’t know.
“-But hey at least I got a hat.”
When the red head finished his lil rain talk the blond was still doodling on the cup
Red probably just thought the barista was extra extra neat with his writing, he seemed like the type
Bakugou finished of the cup
“Ight, name.” Bakugou said still adding finishing touches to his masterpiece,
he couldn’t see but Deku gawked at him from over his shoulder, when kats got no reply he glanced up
The customer's smile was replaced with a face of slight shock? Confusion?
red blinked back into crimson eyes “….sorry?”
“said it pretty frikin clearly, did the guy just not hear me-“ he tried again
“a name you fuck head do you have one??”
The tall himbo gave an awkward smile asking the ‘unfairly attractive’ barista in front of him if he. in all seriousness- seriously didn’t know who he was.
“For god sake- Just tell me who the hell you are!”
The man snorts at Katsuki's small outburst.
“Something funny to you dick head”
“No no, haha I’m sorry, I didn't mean to assume.” Red scratches his eyebrow smiling warm heartedly maybe a little bit embarrassed
“and since you asked so nicely” he looked to bakugou’s name tag, then back up to his eyes “bakugou”-
Katsukis attention was then suddenly split between the red head and an out of place feeling in his stomach, he knew he shouldn’t have taken a chance with that milk this morning must have fucking gone of or some shit-
“You can call me kiri- ”
“Fucking finally hooraaaay”
Bakugou interrupted as un enthusiastic as ever, yet slightly rushed
arm now intentionally coming up to cover his name tag,
that made it a little awkward whilst he wrote ‘shitty hair’ on the doodled cup just to spite the red head but oh well,
looking a bit like a T. rex is the least of the blonds worries
He’s trying to distract himself from his ‘upset stomach ’ situation. Was his face burning??? Is this an allergic reaction?!
kiri smiled to himself.
Bakugou turned around to make the redheads hot chocolate
And he did something he never thought he’d do.
Small talk.
“Now tell me exactly why slash how I should know your name” bakugou side steps around izuku who’s still just at a loss for words.
Kiri again snorts whilst bakugou gives him the side glare of his life, red clears his throat
“Ha well.” He pauses fiddling with something in his pocket. “I was gonna give you my whole name. But. It’s more fun this way.”
“What’s more fun shity hair.”
“The fact you don't know who I am man”
“Jeez Louise.” Bakugou said with a scoff and an eye roll
“It is!” Kiri smiles
“Ah hAhaaa” bakugou laughs sarcastically “Yeh cuz nothings more fun then knowing you’ve seen someone somewhere before, but you can’t place their stupid, fucking face.”
“Aw well I've always been told I had a quite a nice face-”
“You have an alright face…”
Bakugou said that a bit too quickly for his own liking, but he chalks it up to his underused social skills as he places down the doodled on cup (drawing facing towards himself so kiri won’t see it just yet)
“Haha you’ll figure out who I am eventually bakugou”
“Pff not at this rate. you want cream on these?” He gestured vaguely to the first hot chocolate and the empty cup next to it
“If you don’t mind man” kiri smiles again, “does he ever stop fucking smiling-“
on goes the whipped cream
Bakugou gets halfway through making the second hot chocolate when he realises he forgot to ask shity hair if he wanted marshmallows- god dammit
What bakugou usually does is put the marshmallows before the whipped cream so they melt a bit in the liquid, then add a few extra on top of the cream. Now he can’t do that with kiris doodle cup…
Why’s he as grumpy about that as he is? It’s a freakin drink calm down, god.
That’s the mantra bakugou’s got going on in his head, then he does another thing he never thought he’d do.
“I forgot to ask if you wanted marshmallows in yours shity hair, you want them in an extra cup, just on top or non at all??”
Bakugou just admitted he forgot something.
yes it was just a simple mistake but for people like deku hearing that it’s- it’s
Unheard of- not to mention going what would be considered the blonds extra mile-
“Oh wow that’s so awesome of you man! Again if you wouldn’t mind I’ll have em on top”
“There marshmallows for fucks sake calm down- Of course i don’t fucking mind, I damn well asked”
he throws on the marshmallows
“Damn are you always this colourful or am I just lucky”
“Believe me, you won’t get any special treatment from me.”
Wrong