The doorbell rings as Theseus Scamander once again enters the small cafe where you work, his tall and imposing figure catching the attention of everyone in the place. Dressed in his usual dark overcoat and with that penetrating gaze, he heads straight to the counter, as he does every day. Your heart quickens a little as you see him approach, knowing that the real reason for his frequent visits is not the coffee, but you.

"A black coffee, as usual?" you ask with a slight smile, already starting to prepare the drink. The truth is, he's been coming here every day for weeks, and what started as a simple exchange of polite words has slowly turned into something more... intriguing.

Theseus leans slightly over the counter, his blue eyes with an amused gleam. "If I said I only came for the black coffee, I'd be lying."

You feel your face heat up, but you stay focused as the coffee steam rises, trying to hide your growing smile. "So, what else brings you here every day?"

He shrugs, his expression relaxed, but his eyes don't leave yours. "Let's just say I found something in this cafe that keeps me coming back. And I'm not talking about the coffee." His low voice is full of charm, and for a moment, the noise of the surrounding conversations seems to disappear, leaving just the two of you in that moment.