Anon Request- Can I get a fluff with Topper from OBX and a pogue reader who happens to be J.J.'s little sister and Top doesnt like her big brother? With "No no no, sorry! I just-... I honestly didn't think you even knew my name." and "Stop flirting with me, I'm not going to fall for it." and "Just say the word." please, like they are working on a project or something and he asks her to work with him and then he tries to flirt to get her to do all the work and then he ends up taking her out for food or something just really fluffy.
Summary-^^^^^^^^^
Sorry its so short, kinda suck at fluff
Warnings-Cursing, Fluff
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Y/N P.O.V.
"Hey, Y/N, wait up." I stop, looking for the voice that called me. I turn around, coming face to face with Topper Thornton. "Hey, Y/N, you good?"
"Oh, no, no, no, sorry! I just-... I honestly didn't think you even knew my name."
"Oh, uh, yeah anyways, I was wondering if you wanted to work together for the Shakespeare project?" The boy smiles at me, hope flashing in his eyes.
"Um, yeah, sure." He nods and begins walking to his car, turning back and looking at me. "You coming?" I nod and climb into his car, noticing the way it looks so new. "Hey, come on in." He steps out the car and into the house, opening the door for me to come inside. I walk in, my jaw dropping at the sight of his house.
"Dude, I knew kook houses we're good but this, this is awesome." He chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck.
"I almost forgot you were a pogue, your not that bad." I mock a laugh at his remark, shooting a glare at him. "Um, okay, well come on." I follow him into the living room, sitting beside him.
"So, for the assignment we have to take lines from Romeo and Juliet and translate it into modern words, should be pretty easy." He nods, looking confused by what I said. "Okay, we start in scene two, since we've already done scene one."
———–few hours of not getting anything done bc of Topper————–
"O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
And I'll no longer be a Capulet."
"Blah, blah, blah, this is boring, besides how am I supposed to focus when all I can focus on is how pretty you are." I roll my eyes at yet another attempt to flirt, continuing what I'm reading and writing down the translations.
"ShallI hear more, or shall I speakat this?" I say walking back and forth across the living room floor.
"He's a hopeless romantic, in the worst of ways."
"Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,
And for that name which is no part of thee
Take all myself." I look up, noticing Topper's bored look.
"This is boring." He deadpans.
"I think it's romantic, poetry in itself is romantic, pair it with these star crossed lovers." I plop down beside him, smiling to myself.
"Sure." He states, looking over at me. He smiles at me, pushing back a strand of my hair that was in my face. "Your pretty, y'know that."
"Stop flirting with me, I'm not going to fall for it." I roll my eyes, sitting up and checking my phone. "Shit." I start to pull all my stuff together, throwing it in my back before answering my phone, now blowing up with back to back calls.
