All These Fools (all_these_fools) wrote in subvertedunder, @ 2008-02-20 14:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | city cafe |
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The cafe was far from empty but the morning rush for coffee was hours behind them and the mid-day lunch break rush had just died down.
Oliver and Stephen were seated in two chairs at the back of the cafe. The chairs were squishy and soft. They had high backs and big padded comfortable arm rests. They were next to one another but each was turned slightly towards the other. The place was quiet, only soft music was playing over the radio and there was low chatter of some friends sharing some coffee and cake at a nearby table.
Stephen was sipping at an iced tea flavored with blueberries and honey. He was quietly sitting there making observations of his surroundings. His eyes would occasionally glance to his boyfriend in the next seat but he wouldn't dare get himself caught staring. He would look away after only moments. He reached his hand up his fingers brushed a narrow black collar that was fastened around his neck. Without touching the clasp, he made attempts to adjust it so it fit more comfortably against his skin. It was fitted a little too tightly. It always fit a little to tightly, he thought with a little frown.
Oliver was flipping through the pages of an outdated magazine, something someone must have left behind. There were articles about art and about music and it held his interest for the time being. He could feel Stephen's eyes on him from time to time but he never once looked up from the pages he was reading. Sitting on the small table beside him was a cup of decaffeinated green tea with a dash of soy milk.
The cafe door swung open and the movement of someone walking through the door caused Stephen to look across the room at them. He stared a little longer than he meant to.
Oliver looked up instantly and he cleared his throat, gazing at Stephen harshly.