Fics like heaven help a fool who falls in love

Willy raises his eyebrows as he turns to face Auston. “Dude, you’re the captain of the fucking Toronto Maple Leafs. No chance he doesn’t know who you are.” “If he does, he hasn’t said anything.” Auston shrugs. “Willy, I’m screwed.” Willy grins and there is zero sympathy on his face. Fuck him. “You’re in love with the barista who you think is cute but you don’t even know. There’s a difference.” “I’m not – I’m not in love,” Auston splutters, chucking a pillow at Willy’s face. “And no. I just-” “-you’re a middle school boy and you have a crush,” Willy trills. “That’s so much better, oh my God. We’re going to the coffee shop when we’re back home.” --- Auston's become a regular at a very particular coffee shop. He'll let the barista that's there every morning think it's because he really likes their coffee. (It's not.)

Fics like heaven help a fool who falls in love

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