Percy/Pansy for Beauty and the Beast "Barely even friends, then somebody bends, unexpectedly" please and thank you I love you!

Tagging @hollowg1rl too since the prompts were similar.

Percy/Pansy. CoffeeShop AU 

“She’s rude.”

“And hot.”

“And rude.”

“Oh come off it, Perc. Just look at her!” Percy bit back a scoff and submitted to his brother George, glancing over at the dark-haired young woman sat sipping her ‘grande single shot 4 pumps sugar free peppermint nonfat extra hot no foam light whip stirred white mocha’. It was always the same complicated order, her red lips rattling it with an almost bored expression nearly every morning before adding her name, Pansy, to the end of it with an eye roll.

Which he was sure she knew everyone in his shop not only knew her name but knew exactly how to make that exact order ever since an anonymous complaint came to the cooperate office on his staff being unable to make custom drinks. He knew it had come from her and had to hold back the urge to spit in her coffee most days, however attractive she might be, an urge he blamed entirely on his brother’s mischievous influence. The very same brother who was currently digging his elbow into his ribs.

“Just ask her. Ask for her number and I’ll leave you alone.”

Glaring back at him, he asked, “Why? Why should I even bother? I don’t like her. She’ll say no and she’s-”

“Rude, yeah, yeah. I’ve heard it, mate. But I also see you sneaking looks at her all the time. Go on and ask her out already! I’ll drop it if she says no.”

“And clean the bathrooms?”

“Ughh, yeah alright. You ask her and I’ll clean the bloody bathrooms.”

He wouldn’t admit how often he had practiced that night asking Pansy if she wanted to grab dinner. By the time she entered, wearing her usual leather jacket and large, dark sunglasses despite it barely being light out, he had to bite the inside of his cheek to stop himself from blurting it out before she could give a few sips of coffee in her. None too patiently he waited until he could tell her cup was half gone, thankful when he noticed it was so he could start his plan. Grabbing a scone with a napkin and walking over to her table, he took in a deep breath and said, “Er- excuse me, miss.”

“Pansy,” she curtly replied, not bothering to look up from her phone.

“Yes, of course. Pansy. My name is Percy, I’m the owner of this branch and I wanted to offer you a complimentary scone this morning.”

This time she did look up, pulling her glasses halfway down her button-tipped nose to peer back up at him. Percy smiled hesitantly in response, shifting slightly from one leg to the other as they just looked at each other, neither speaking a word for what felt like an eternity. He could feel sweat gathering on his upper lip, a terrible nervous response he hated but he simply couldn’t make himself wipe it away. Instead, he kept standing there his blue eyes locked on her dark brown ones.

“Fine. You may take me to Lumiere’s tonight. They only have one seating tonight so I expect you to arrange a reservation and be there to meet me 15 minutes before service. Wearing something much nicer than that.”

He blinked, unsure of what on earth to say in response. “Um…thank you?”

“Don’t thank me yet.” She shoved the glasses back into place and took the scone from his hand, effectively ending the conversation.

Still confused and a bit dazed, he turned back towards the bar where George stood watching with both hands covering his mouth to prevent his loud laughter from being heard. Percy glared back at him and then flashed him an uncharacteristic thumbs up that quickly turned into the rudest hand gesture he knew once he heard the dark-haired woman call back. “Oh, and tell your brother he still owes me a lifetime of free drinks card for this.”