not having a washing machine in your house is pretty hard, especially when you have to go all the way to the laundry mat with a huge pile filled with clothes. it's absolutely stressful, my arms keep growing tired everytime the strength of my clothing bag hits the inside of my arms. i sigh as the weigh of the bag causes me to drop the bag on the sidewalk and rub my arms with pain.grabbed the attention to some people walking by as i stare at the bag of clothes splat on the sidewalk. i groaned, having to clean up the mess from the dirty ground. now they really need to get cleaned. i shoved the clothes in the bag and grabbed it, stomping away with embarrassment.
i was looking down, only keeping my eyes on my 2 year old shoes that are untied. as i was going to look up to see if i was almost there to the laundry mat, my head hit something and i fell on the ground, rubbing my head and groaning loudly. i then noticed it was someone i bumped into. geeez, people need to watch where they are going.
but as i was looking up so i can tell the person off for bumping into me, my eyes slightly widen. i don't know if it's my imagination and i'm just blacked out on the sidewalk or if this was real, but the beauty that hit my eyes made it seem like this is a dream.
a tall woman with a collared shirt and black jeans stood in front of me. she brushed off her shirt, running her fingers through her short blonde bob. her eyes were a gorgeous black and her lips were slightly cherry color. she looked like a giant as i looked at her with awe, not realizing all of my clothes were on the sidewalk again.
i felt sweaty, like i was trapped in an oven. i've never seen such an attractive woman before. she looks like she came straight from my wet dreams. i bit my lip, staring into her eyes as it landed towards me, her eye contact burned me.
"a-ah? do you need help?" i heard a soft but rough voice ran in my ears as i snapped back to reality.
it was from that woman. her eyes were filled with concern as she looks at me and then at my laundry. looking at her, i don't even care about my laundry anymore. i feel so wet right now, having to hide my horniness behind a smile.
"y-yes! i do need help." i got to choke out, quickly getting up and dusting myself off.
the woman raises her eyebrow at me with a smile and then bend over to pick up my clothes. i bit my lip as her bending over alone was giving me chills. but i kept my cool as she got up, giving the bag to me. i struggled to carry the bag, feeling the same aching feeling in my arms again. i guess the woman can notice because she quickly got rid of the bag and held it under her arm.
"don't worry, i'll help."
i smiled, me and her going to the laundry mat, taking five minutes to get there. as we arrive inside, i grabbed my bag from her and gave her a shy smile, my face turning a little red since i feel extremely warm and sweaty again.
"t-thank you..." i softly let out.
the woman laughed, her laugh making me grow wet all over again. i put my legs together so it wouldn't be too noticeable like i was a guy having a boner.
"it's no problem! that bag do look heavy and i knew you were going to drop your things again, so i kinda... gave you another hand."
she sounded a little shy but i liked it, it made me feel comfortable.
"i appreciate it." i softly said, giving her a shy smile. she smiled back, nodding.
next thing i know, me and her were talking, having a conversation. we talked for minutes as i was putting my clothes in the machine and in dryer. i feel like something pretty is gonna happen between us.
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yelena x yn
Fanfictiona fanfic for my bes fran cus i want a doja cat x yn fanfic hehehe (sorry im down bad asf) hopefully this story stays a secret 💅🏽