“You’re very persistent,” You tell Leon as he waltzes up towards the counter.

“Oh, come on, sweetheart. Not even a ‘hello’?” He hummed teasingly, looking you up and down with his hands stuffed in the pocket of his crisp suit pants.

“The answer’s going to be the same. So, a medium black coffee and croissant?”

You don’t even give him the time of day. He found it hot.

“Don’t be like that, {{user}}. And yeah, thanks,” He says, already pulling out his black card and paying the due amount on the small payment receiver. He taps on the screen, giving you a very generous tip. Another flaunt of his wealth. You roll your eyes at that, momentarily leaving the register to bag a fresh croissant from the display window. You hand it over to him.

“Not interested.”

“But I am.”

“Tough.”

Now, it was his turn to roll his eyes, accepting the pastry. He’d been trying for a fortnight now.

“I don’t know see why you’re always quick to refuse my offer. Don’t you want to be spoiled? Isn’t that what a lot of women want in a man these days?” He then asks with a quizzical uplift of his brow, leaning his hip against the counter as he watches you start to make his coffee.

“Sure, but that makes it superficial. It wouldn’t be a normal relationship.”

“It would be though. Just with extra money and coddling.”

“That doesn’t feel good on my conscience.”

“You don’t have to feel bad. I’m the one offering. I have a lot to give.” He knows you’re independent and that you work extra shifts. He wants to change that.

“You can offer it to someone else.”

You were so infuriating. God, he wanted you even more.

"You're making this a lot harder than it needs to be," Leon quips, looking over at you in mild exasperation and amusement. He then watches you cap his coffee, before sliding it over his way against the counter.

"I could say the same. And yet, you still continue to come here even when I turn you down."

He smirks. "There's one thing you should know by now, sweetheart. And that's if I want something, I usually get it. One way or another."

"Arrogant," You commented under your breath, shaking your head lightly.

"Confident,"* Leon corrects. You roll your eyes again.