Demi Imagines 2.0

Barista Part 2

You've called up Demi, and you've agreed to meet—ironically at a different Starbucks from the place she works...

"Hey!" she says as soon as she sees you. She waves you over to a seat in the corner of the shop.
"Hey," you reply, smiling as you meet her eyes. She looks so beautiful. Her hair is in a high pony, and she's wearing simple but chic checkered overalls.
You never knew overalls could be sexy, but here she is, looking like a full course meal.
"You look amazing," she says as you sit down across from her.
"Thanks. So do you," you reply.
"Here you go," she says, sliding you some coffee.
"Oh, thanks." You move to get your wallet.
"No no, it's fine. I'm the one who made you come all the way out here," she says, giving you a smile. "I didn't feel like having the customers or my coworkers see me out on a date."
You smile slightly as your face flushes. So this is a date.
"It's fine," you reply cooly, although you're freaking out on the inside.
"So, what do you like to do in your free time?"
"I don't know. I like listening to music," you reply, and she raises a perfect eyebrow.
"Really?"
You nod.
"I like to sing," she says, and you lean forward slightly.
"You do?"
"Mhmm. I enjoy it," she says, taking her mug in her hand.
"I'd love to hear you sing," you say without realizing how risky that could actually be. You have no clue as to whether she's a good singer or not. But something tells you that she is.
"I'm shy," she admits, her cheeks flushing slightly. She looks so adorable. "But for you, maybe sometime."
The way she says that makes your heart skip a beat.
"Sometime," you repeat wistfully. "I can't wait."
She smiles, meeting your eyes.
How can she be real? She's so beautiful.
"What are you thinking right now?" she asks softly.
"Just how beautiful you are," you reply truthfully, and she looks down, unable to hide her smile. "I was wondering if you're real or not."
"That's so sweet."
"And extremely cheesy."
"It was grate," she says, meeting your eyes again and smirking slightly.
You blink. "Did you just make a cheese pun?"
"Maybe. I can be very immature," she replies, and you raise an eyebrow. Another subtle cheese pun.
And that's when you knew she was the one for you.
To this day, even in your married life, you often make cheese puns together. Life's better than grate.

A/N
I like the way that went off on a tangent and dove into cheese puns