50 First Kisses - Kiss 7
Title: Kiss 7
Author: Gedry
Pairings: Anna/Jo
Rating: PG - 13
Word Count: 504
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. I am making no profit from this fanfiction.
Beta: none
Spoilers: none
Warnings: none
Summary: Written for 50 first kisses - Irish Coffee.
Kiss 7
“You’re doing it wrong,” Anna whispers to her as she throws the ingredients together.
Jo’s kind of a mess, it’s her first shift.
“What do you mean?” Jo whispers back just praying the manager doesn’t overhear them talking.
“Too much Irish,” Anna explains, pointing at the booze. “Not enough coffee.”
“Oh,” Jo blurts and blushes because she feels like a total idiot. “Sorry, I’ve never worked a bar before.”
“No big deal,” Anna grins. “You’ll learn. Besides, most of the customers aren’t going to complain that you gave them too much of the Irish part. I just know this guy and he’s kind of a dick.”
“Thanks,” Jo nods as she hands the drink over and turns to go back to the next order. Anna smiles at her and heads off to her tables. They don’t see much of each other for the rest of the night.
That’s how it starts, sort of. They both somehow ending up getting to work a little early when they work together and then Ann sometimes stays late while Jo sweeps up the bar.
They talk, get to know one another. It’s nice to have someone at work to hang out with. Jo’s usually pretty standoffish with new people, comes from traveling with her parents so much when she was younger. You never know who you can count on in a new town.
Anna’s open, hysterical, and not one to be bullied by the manager or the customers. She stands up for Jo a few times when she could have stayed out of it and that makes the long nights more bearable.
Their boss is such a fuck-up.
“What are you doing after work tonight?” Anna asks her when she comes to pick up an order.
“Same old, same old,” Jo grins. “Go home, fall into bed, wake up tomorrow and do it all over again. What about you?”
“I’m going home with you,” Anna announces as she loads the drinks onto her tray. “My brother’s having a party and I have to get out of the apartment for the night. They do all kinds of crazy shit when the boys get together.”
“Okay,” Jo shrugs. Whatever, Anna’s a friend. It’s not a big deal.
Except that Jo likes Anna, really likes her.
They get home late, last call turning into a free for all and then they had to wait for the EMS guys to carry one of their more frequent customers out. Jo slumps onto the couch and leans back closing her eyes until she feels Anna inside her personal space. When her eyes snap open her friend is right there, close enough to touch, and then she’s closer.
Pressing in, opening up as Jo leans in to taste her.