But why me? (FatGum x F!Reader)

Date?

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The time was currently 1:29 pm, your body ached from your sore and damaged muscles. Your body had began to get used to the smell of cleaning chemicals, along with the bleach white walls of the hospital.

It was a Wednesday afternoon, the day had gone by slowly, just like the other days you had spent in the hospital. Your stay had expanded to three weeks.

You sighed in relief when you heard the doctors say that you'd be released soon. But you had to take it easy, your wounds where still very delicate and raw.

Now here you where, sitting in a dumb wheelchair, waiting for Ashton to pick you up. You where watching people pass by when your e/c eyes stop on cool gray eyes.

"Took you long enough" You threw a chip bag at your friend. Only for him to catch them and throw them back at you.

"Sorry, I was busy" Ashton rolled up behind you and grasped the wheelchair handles. "Your little boyfriend wants to eat dinner with you"

"Huh?" You looked over your shoulder as best as you could, your eyes strained to get a good look at his expression. "Your lying"

"No im not, I ran into him on the way here" Ashton pinched your left ear, only for you to bat his hand away. "He should be sending you a text"

Ping!

As if a cue your phone pinged, alerting you that you had a message. Your eyes squint at your phone.

SweetTooth

Hey, Y/n, would you like to
grab a bite to eat with me?

You pinched the bridge of your nose, clearly thinking about the situation at hand.

Sure, where at?

You shrugged at your dry text. But you felt butterflies in your stomach. A date?

SweetTooth

I'll pick you up, it's a surprise :)

You reread the hero's message again. A surprise? Really?

It's a date then!
^~^

You set your phone down in your lap, sighing. "I guess I have a date with Fatgum" Your monotone voice muttered.

"That's great! Maybe you'll finally get laid" Ashton laughed, but was cut off by a smack to the face. "Ouch!"

You smile mischievously. "That's what you get!" You stood up from the wheelchair, stretching your arms and legs.

"You could walk the whole time?!"

"Yep"

"I pushed you for no reason!"

"Yep"

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You fidgeted nervously with your coat zipper, you where wearing something you never thought you'd actually wear.

It was a black button up blouse along with a dark grey pencil skirt. Ashton insisted that I wear something other than athletic shorts and a hoodie.

You shifted uncomfortably on the heels you wore. "I hate dressing up!" You mumbled the words out loud, the cold breeze picking up.

"Thas' a shame. Ya' look good" You turn around quickly, your face bumping into the chest of Toyomitsu.