Fics like All you sell is love

On the counter, his other hand moved slowly, each finger lifting one after the other, enveloping him in a soothing rhythm. Around him, the shop was empty. At two in the afternoon, in the middle of July, no one dared to venture into the microwave that was this cornershop. Damon didn’t mind boiling here. He liked it, even. Well, sometimes. He liked it because it was simple. Everyday, he came in at eight, opened at eight thirty, served customers between nine and noon, ate and was left alone with his thoughts from two in the afternoon until the end of his shift at seven. Usually, there was the occasional customer drifting in around four or five in the afternoon, but for the most part silence was his main customer until the end of his shift. At least, that was the usual routine during the summer. Or: Liam has a crush on the cashier of his local store and comes to see him everyday until desire takes over and words aren't enough anymore.

Fics like All you sell is love

You may also like