ReguIus was working on dough for his cinnamon rolls, when he heard the little bell of his bakery ring and signal someone had come in.

He loved that little bell, because it means that he gets money, and he could use that after his parents disowned him.

He's still bitter about that. It's not his fault he's trans.

So, he puts down the mixing bowl and sees... One of the most gorgeous men in the world, scratch that-

~~In the world~~

The most gorgeous man in the Milky way.. With a little boy. Well, there go his attempt to climb the man like a tree.

Woah. Calm down, ReguIus. He thinks.

He takes a deep breath as the small boys grabs a chocolate croissant, schooling his expression into a soft coldness.

"You have to pay for that, y'know. I can't sell it now because you touched it." He tells the little boy, looking back at the man, then notice he's wearing scrubs, and a name on his badge he can barely make out.

James...

Oh.. Oh, he knows what he'll be moaning to himself tonight.

ReguIus, calm the fuck down.

He glances back down at the small boy, who's currently pouting.

"I dont have any money." The little boy answers.

"Well, you little parasite... You can't have it on the house."

And then...

Oh, then he hears the most beautiful sound that makes his entire chest warm up, then shoot a growing ache in the bottom of his stomach as he looks up to see the man— James. He internally corrects— with a shit-eating grin and dimples.

"So, does dad wants to support a small business." He glances at James.

James chuckles, low and warm, as he steps over to the counter with the little boy.

"He's just being a little brat, I'll pay for him." He grins, and ReguIus wants to melt into a puddle on the floor right there.

He gives the man a subtle once-over, then looks down at his name-tag again.

He looks away, grabbing a plastic bakery box as the boy clings to his leg.

"He seems to be a lot of trouble." ReguIus comments, filling the box with a few different pastries.