But why me? (FatGum x F!Reader)

Intro

                         Art ain't mine
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"FUCK" You shout out the words unintentionally as the glass between your fingers shatter to the floor. "That's just great!"
Your whole body shivers in anger. Tonight is not your night.

"What's wrong?" You slowly look over your shoulder to see the cool gaze of your coworker, and best friend, Ashton, staring at you.

"I broke another wine glass" You muttered, the tail between your legs twitching aggressively. The wine had seeped into your work uniform, the crimson liquid showing no signs of being washed out.

"Ashton, help me, don't just sit there!" You growl at his smirking face. You already felt sticky and nasty.

"Fine, but we best hurry, that dude your serving is getting impatient" Ashton swiftly made his way towards you, his gloved hands skimming your ruined shirt. His gray eyes gleaming with amusement.

At least one of us is enjoying this situation.

"I have a hoodie you can use, just put that on" He pointed to a corner where all the other employees put their stuff. Bags took up most of the space, you sighed at the sight of your best friends hoodie, an All Might hoodie, of course.

"Thanks a bunch" You say with a sigh, your night was going, what you considered smoothly compared to the other nights. That is until some jackass decided to be, well, a jackass.

The time was about 12:00 AM, the bar had been super busy, mostly because it was a Friday and everyone wanted to enjoy the beginning of another weekend. Oh what you see when people are drunk.

Boy did you hate it when there was crowds of people, especially drunks and perverts. Truth is, you just don't like to socialize. You hate going out.

You stop thinking for a moment when your eyes follow Ashton. His movements where rushed and sloppy. He's eager, I think I know why.

"Anything for you Nyan" Ashton patted your back, his strong hand almost knocking you over, almost hard to imagine I had a strength quirk when compared to his muscley body.

His movements where definitely rushed. "I'll be going now, there's a cute girl that I'm serving"

There lies my case. I knew it.

"Of course" You rolled your eyes, the corners of your mouth creased into a small smile. Classic Ashton. "Go on, I got this mess"

"Ya sure Nyan?" Ashton waved his gloved hand at the puddle of crimson wine. The glass shining from its place. "I'm sure, I've dealt with this before"

Maybe dealt with it more than I should have.

You where clumsy, you always seemed to slip and fall, like a bad habit. You would always drop or break things without even trying. That is when I actually try to break something, it's usually an arm or a leg. Mostly a villains.

"All right, don't cut yourself" Ashton called before he left without another word, Ashton ran out, his drink tray in tow, his eyes gleaming. You sigh and turned to the corner where Ashtons hoodie sat, then turned to the mop bucket.

This is a great night. You thought sarcastically.

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"Seriously?" You look at the guy you've been serving all night. His face was flushed red due to how much alcohol he consumed. Which was not a lot. Learn to hold your liquor, idiot.