Spacedogs 🪐 (Nigel x Adam)

🪐The meeting

Nigel POV!

It was a sunny afternoon, I was getting fresh air after being stuffed in humid warehouses filled with cigarette smoke. There was a café across the street to where my next stop was planned; I ordered a croissant and stepped outside to then light my cig. After a few puffs I finally was able to relax, that is until someone interrupted me.

"Excuse me," the scrawny man said.
"You should stop smoking that, it can be very harmful for your body and could clog your respiratory system with tar and the carbon dioxide from the smoke is extremely dangerous for your lungs. It can cause-"

"Sorry but who the fuck are you?"
I tilt my cigarette down to take a good look at the man standing in front of me. He has sky blue eyes the curly brown locks, he's sickening handsome if you ignore all the shit that comes out his mouth.

"Oh, my name is Adam Raki, anyways I suggest that you quit soon or you'll regret it later."
"Yeah? Well Adam, why the hell should I listen to a fucking stranger?"
"I-I don't know why you would but I know from experience that smoking is one of the main causes of cancer and my father recently died because of that so, I hope you quit soon."

Okay, I'm officially interested in him. Who the hell would have the balls to go up to someone like me and demand i stop smoking to save my own health? Well honestly I don't look to intimidating at the moment since I'm wearing a dachshund shirt- whatever I still look pretty fucking cool.

"Your pretty fucking blunt someone I just met."
"Well, I have Asperger's syndrome which can cause me to be..blunt or not pick up on peoples feeling or uhm social cues as NT's would say- NT means neurotypical,"
he says with a quiet sigh as though he's restated this many of times. He's quite persistent and I'm not complaining. I can't believe this but I've just realized he had helped me calm down and even get me in a good mood. I never let opportunities like these go to waste- especially such a cute one like this.

"Babe," I take a puff of my cig before continuing, "I don't care what the hell that means or how terrible smoking this shit is bad but, because your so damn persistent how about you tell me more over dinner?"
"B-babe? And I would like to eat with you to but- I don't do well in social situations; I eat Mac and cheese for dinner every night also and I can't just break habits,"
he looks down as if his ballon has just been popped.

"Well then, ill pick you up some Mac and cheese and then we can go wherever you want sweetheart."
He smiles and then nods quickly as I take one last puff of my cigarette before Throwing it into the nearest trash can. I take out my receipt from earlier and write my number and name on it.

"Here, meet me back here at 8, if your any late I won't hesitate to leave," I hand him the crumbled paper as he grabs it quickly looking at it for a while, a smile plaster on his face as he neatly folds the paper and puts it in his front pocket.
"Thank you...Nigel, I'm looking forward to seeing you soon."
He walks away as I take a bite of my now cool croissant, also looking forward to seeing him soon.