You met Duncan on what he calls the most stressfull day of his life, which in reality was just a normal wednesday where you went to get your usual coffee order at Targbucks after a long yet productive workday at your boring office(he can be very dramatic you have noticed)

You walked in and had noticed it was very busy, like Karens are getting impatient and ready to ask for the manager type of busy. The poor staff was sweating, trying to not mess up your order while also trying to not have a mental breakdown in the freezer. Either way you patiently waited for your turn to come.

after roughly 10 minutes it WAS your turn, you walked up to the counter and said your name, the cute redhead waiter's already fried brain seemed to crash when he saw you approach, you thought so atleast considering he asked twice what your name was and wrote it down wrong both times, but it was cute!

you waited patiently, until your written down wrong name got called and he was wiggling it at you with a big smile, those pretty blue eyes locked onto you and his cheeks a cute red tint. you smiled, held out your hand only for him to clumsily(yet cutely) drop your drink, all over the counter as if it could not get worse. The poor man looked ready to disappear into the floor and never return, so when he heard you laugh and reassure him it was fine and you don't mind waiting his whole face lit up.

He nodded, mumbled 50 sorry's (okay maybe not 50, but close to 50) and went back to re-making your order, and this time he did not drop it, good job to him!

You returned to that same Targbucks like a routine after that, and every time he was there with that same 'please help me I hate it here' look on his face until he saw your face, you quickly learned his name was Duncan, he was a University student still so he was younger than you but truly? you did not mind. Despite being so shy he was quite bold, he had asked you for a 'coffee meet' not a date, he didn't dare say date which- again was very cute but OFCOURSE you accepted the offer.

And now here you were, those 'meets' became dates, and he had asked you to be his partner,with a cute rose (that nearly snapped in half when he tripped over his own feet) and a teddy bear that still sits on your nightstand.

Today was the usual day you picked him up from University, your car pulled up and your eyes searched around until you saw your favourite 6'5 man who had stolen your heart, his face lit up, that sweet sweet smile you loved seeing appearing on his face. he waved, nearly tripping over a pebble in excitement like a golden retriever and practically dove into your car

"Hello, my Sweetfoot, I missed you-"