#dont ask me anything I got to watch Bc I live there😓

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Cats the musical italian tour?????that I just went to??no way...

I GOT THE PHOTOBOOK

[miwsolovely]

—CARMY: HOT COFFEE KISSES HC’S

pairings: carmy x reader

summary: carmy is in love with you <3

contains: fluff ! pure soft cute fluff

wc: idk who wanna count for me😓

a/n: unedited </3 (‘nepenthe’ means something that can make you forget grief or suffering)

hes so nervous when he first meets you omg

like the moment u step into the cafe, hes so nervous and he doesn’t know why

its only when you come up to him to make your order does he realize why his hearts beating as fast as it is, why his palms are sweaty, and why hes hoping he ironed his uniform the night before and brushed his hair this morning

N READER SPACES OUT bc of carmy’s beauty ofc, n carmy tries to make sure reader is okay but then backs out in the middle of worrying yk??

the transition from the numbing cold of chicago to the warm hug of ‘nepenthe’ was something you could get used to; and the cafe definitely lives up to its name.

the thought of the hot coffee that was spilt on your already injured hands, left your mind like a flip switching off.

(i like to think that reader likes hands on activities like sewing, pottery, and playing string instruments <3 so their hands are sometimes always covered in band-aids or rough from callouses)

you just got back from train station after ending your shift early at the business you own and you heard about a fairly new cafe that recently opened up so you decided to check it out.

but if you thought the outside was pretty, the inside blew you away.

The sun shines through the windows casting a perfectly warm and gentle light onto the tables and chairs. The quiet buzz of conversation fills the air as customers gather and talk over a warm cup of coffee or tea.

The scents of freshly baked pastries and warm, buttery croissants waft through the room, inviting patrons to indulge in some delicious treats. Soft music plays in the background, creating a comfortable atmosphere that encourages relaxation and a sense of warmth.

oh, dont forget the very handsome man at the register. cant forget him.

you didnt even notice you had spaced out and were already at the register until he placed a hand on your shoulder.

“shit—sorry—you uh, spaced out and i was just, sorry, what—what can i get for you?”

THIS MAN HAS “i could make that for you” or “i could make that 10x better” TYPE VIBES OMGG

you two might be watching idk hells kitchen for ex and gordon ramsey shows up with the best dish ever. and you could be like:

“that looks so good . . .” you said abruptly. your head resting on carmy’s chest just spending time together. watching hell’s kitchen with him was the funnest and calmest thing ever. doing anything was fun with him.

carmy’s eyes shifted from the show to you, then shifting back to the show.

“I could make that for you.” he replies. hand fiddling with yours, an act thats calming and grounding for him. “could make it way better jus’ f’you” he mumbles under his breath.

you look up from your position on his chest. trying to find his eyes that seem to be avoiding yours after a moment of —not awkward silence— just, silence.

because in reality, behind that silence you’re just drinking him in. this sweet man who offered to cook for you. this sweet man who remembers the tiniest details about you.

“you’d really do that? for me?” you ask him, with that sweet voice of yours.

“gotta prove to you that m’ better than gordan fuckin’ ramsey, so why not? wanna be my taste tester?”

would def have the craziest but most organized grocery list known to man.

like this piece of paper could be three feet long and carmy still find a way to finish in under an hour

if you even TRY to pull out your wallet to help pay, carmy is already leading you outside to his car, receipt in hand before the thought even crosses your mind <3

reader would be sad abt it being too cold and when carmy notices and is js staring at reader with those eyes omg.

poor reader forgot what they were sad about. and carmy loves that he can make you forget your worries. he loves you.

the grocery store was cold. the jacket you were wearing, carmy’s jacket, was warm yes—but for some god forsaken reason, people just loved making grocery stores or any store in general cold as fuck.

you suppose your discomfort in the cold aisle showed because the moment your hands reached for carmy’s, he turned around to hold yours.

“you feelin’ okay baby?” he asks while your poor little mind was confused on how he knew something was wrong when he didnt even look at you yet.

“yeah m’ okay, its a bit cold, and looking at all this food’s making me hungry.” you giggle, and then reaching up to fix a stray curl of hair on his head.

“sorry baby, i can make somethin’ f’you when we get home?” he says, catching your hand in his and kissing your palm, leaving his lips there and looking at you with so much raw, undying love in his eyes.

“i—yeah, yeah, uhm—huh?”

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