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Cater Diamond x Reader

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Waiter!Cater x Customer!Reader

Fluff, wholesome drabble

This was just a brief drabble written for fun, but if there’s interest in more I would happily write more!

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Saturday, 11:34 a.m., on the dot. That was when the most intriguing person Cater had ever met walked through the doors of the House of Cards café.

He didn’t find anything special about them at first. There was no moment where his eyes fell upon them and the rest of the world went quiet, fading into a blurred background to frame the image of him falling head over heels in love. No, Cater didn’t believe in love at first sight. In fact, he rather disliked that romantic ideal.

The moment he first saw them was after they had been seated, when they placed their order. Contrary to every cheesy romance movie, they didn’t have some odd exchange or sweet meet-cute. There was no indication that he would ever become fascinated by them, no hint that they would ever cross paths again. So their first interaction was left at that. A customer coming in on a busy day to order their food, and Cater taking that order.

“Trey!” Cater shouted over the clanging of pots and pans in the kitchen, “I’m going to need a couple orders of your pesto!”

Cater didn’t bother to look over his shoulder to confirm that Trey had heard him. After working together for so long, they trusted each other in many ways. Cater carefully balanced three large plates on his arms and in his hands, using the rubber toe of his sneaker to push open the kitchen doors and walk out onto the dining area. The afternoon was always busy, bringing in a rush of hungry people and a steady flow of tips. Cater was never one to shy away from a little bit of hard work, so he dove straight in.

“And here you go! One brie and arugula crêpe, and one açaí bowl. Let me take your drinks for you and I’ll be right back with a refill!” Cater said with a smile, taking their empty cups.

He wove his way through the other servers and passing customers, making his way back to the kitchen and fetching the pitcher filled with orange juice and sprite from the fridge. He got fresh cups and poured the beverage into them, leaving the used cups on the metal counter by the sink. It didn’t take him long to get the drinks back to their table, so before long Cater flurried back to the kitchen to deliver the fresh plates of pesto pasta. Cater didn’t have any other tables to tend to after that, so he hung around the kitchen, poking fun at one of his friends.

“Ace, that is not how you ask out a girl.”

“What do you mean? I did everything right!” Ace exclaimed

“Dude, you getting everything from your plan right isn’t the issue.” Cater stated exasperatedly, “The problem is your plan. What girl wants to be asked out at a fast-food drive through?”

“I’m telling you, I don’t think that was the problem. Besides, she never actually said no-”

“Well, she didn’t say yes either, did she?”

Ace scoffed and rolled his eyes.

“You’re only mad cause you know I’m right~” Cater sing-songed as he left to do his rounds again.

He chuckled to himself as he started checking on his tables, Ace was so easy to poke a bit of fun at. Cater whisked away empty dishes, wiped down all the tables, and delivered orders for hours. But just as soon as it had arrived, the morning rush departed. Not that Cater minded, it meant he got a bit of a break. Cater scrolled through Magicam on his phone for a few minutes, fingers flying as he responded to various messages and commented on his friend’s posts. He pocketed his phone after a few minutes and wandered into the kitchen, picking up a bin of napkins and utensils and taking them to one of the free tables.

It was mindless work rolling the shiny silver utensils into the cloth napkins, but Cater enjoyed it. He had a habit of being restless unless his hands were doing something, probably because of how often he used his phone. It didn’t take long for him to fall into the familiar rhythm of getting a napkin, placing the utensils inside, folding the edges, and rolling it up. He only halted this pattern when he heard the bell above the entrance ring out its happy little jingle. Cater resumed his task once he heard that there was someone ready to act as a host and guide them to their table. He had many experiences of having to cover for hosts and hostesses who weren’t at their station when a customer came in. It wasn’t until Cater caught a glance at the customer’s face as they walked past his table that he really cared about another customer coming in. But they looked familiar. He couldn’t quite place why, and that was driving him a bit crazy. So Cater was more than happy to discover that they had been seated in his section. It would allow him ample opportunity to take a good look at them so he could determine why they seemed so familiar.

“Hiya! Welcome to House of Cards, would you like any drinks to start off?” Cater recited with a smile.

“A cup of violet tea would be lovely, thank you.”

“Of course! I’ll be right back with that in a few minutes and then I can take your order.”

It didn’t hit Cater until he was on his way back with their order of violet tea. They had come into the café a while back. He couldn’t remember anything about them in particular, so he must’ve just seen them in passing.

“Alright, here’s your violet tea. Now do you know what you want to order?”

“I’ll have the pastry sampler, thank you.”

“One pastry sampler, coming right up!”

Cater took long strides towards the kitchen, grabbing one of the cute baskets they kept for pastry samplers.

“Hey Trey!” He called out, “One pastry sampler!”

“On it.” Trey responded

Cater slid the basket over to Trey, and just waited while it was prepared. The pastry sampler was arguably one of the easiest items on the café menu, so Cater knew that it wouldn’t be sensible for him to exit the kitchen. It was only a few minutes before Trey shouted that it was ready, so Cater scooped up the cute little basket of pastries, and promptly delivered it.

“Just wave me down if you need anything else.” He said

Cater went back to the table where he had been rolling utensils and resumed the mundane work. However, he found himself pausing every so often to catch a glance at the customer. Through these little stolen glimpses, he found that they were rather odd. Their food and drink had been pushed aside, replaced by notebook and a novel. They rarely ever opened the novel, so there was no chance that they were taking notes or writing an essay on that book. Besides, a laptop would be much more efficient for that. So, with curiosity clawing at him like a cat, Cater kept watching. He watched as they furiously scribbled on the paper, scrunching their nose each time they erased even a single letter. He watched as they tucked their pencil behind their ear whenever they reached for their tea or a pastry. Then, after his small sessions of observation, Cater would shake his head to snap himself out of his focus and resume rolling napkins. Much like their first meeting, nothing happened beyond them placing their order and Cater delivering it. There were no sparks of passion or loudly beating hearts. There was only a waiter and his slightly odd customer.

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