Male!Reader x YB(Your Boyfriend)

Day 1. My Boyfriend?

Y/N pov

(Btw If you didn't read the discrip. Don't fucking comment about this shit being gay, ok? Thanks.)

I herd a very annoying sound coming from the side of my bed on my nightstand. I let out. A loud groan, my eyes slowly opening and trying to adjust to the sunlight. "Ugh.." I groan, sitting up from my bed and turning off the annoying alarm. I looked at the weather yesterday, to see if it would be nice enough for me to sit at the park for a while before I have to go and deal with people all day long. I slide out of my bed, rubbing the back of my neck as I opened up my wardrobe, seeing all kinds of outfits I could of worn today. But no, it has to be black. Damn.

I slid out of my PJs, putting my work cloths on as I headed out the door. I always wanted to leave early, if I didn't, I would have to deal with my roommate that likes to flirt with me way to much, it's really desturbing. I walked out the front door, holding my phone tho, just In case I forget it like last time. The morning air was amazing. It was only eight in the morning, the perfect morning for the relaxing time.

I sat down at the bench where no one looked to be in sight. Just me and my thoughts to figure out. I reached my hands down, fiddling with my phone, watching the wind blow againced the trees. It was relaxing...

Untill I felt a pair of eyes on me..

I turned my head over, seeing a strange tall male sitting next to me... He had a black jacket, with a blue shirt and a off heart shape in the middle. It had a cut down on it that had one side black and the other white, with long black jeans and black shoes. Not to bad.. but his eyes... They didn't blink. Like, at all. They where dead on mine.. I think he could tell I was getting uncomfortable, and he finally spoke. "O-oh... Uh, sorry for staring like that.." he said, and I moved away a little. "Oh.. um... Yeah that's no problem I guess.." I said back. I didn't want to seem rude.

"But.. anyway.. who are you..?" I said, and his smile brightned. "Oh! I'm your boyfriend ofcorse!" He said, the words echoing in my head. "My boyfriend...? I don't got a boyfriend..?" I said, sounding confused, and a bit uncomfortable. He seemed to notice that. "Oh- sorry..." He said and he laugehd nervously. "Nevermind, I didn't say anything.." he spoke akwardly. I moved myself away, his face being red with embarrassment. "So anyway... Uh... You come here offen?" He asked, and I looked the other way. "Only when I get the time to... I have to plan it, you know.." I said, he seeming to smile a little.

"That's cool... I come here alot too.." he said, and I smiled a bit as well, starting to warm up a bit. "Yeah?" I said. "Well.. who wouldn't want to be... It's the only place that could really get your mind going.." I said, seeming like I was in a trans. "Yeah.... So... I was also wandering... If you.. wanted to go on a date?" The stranger asked. Did he seriously ask me? "Uh... I... I mean sure..? Why not?" I said, unsure. "But where..." He said. "Oh! The old restraint down town!" He said, getting up and smiling. "Ok? What one?" I asked, looking down at my phone, and he stared directly at my eyes again. "The one you work at." He said, and I felt a cold shiver down my spine.

"Uh.. how did you... Know I worked there-" he said. "O-oh! I uh.. walk by yh restaurant and see you working all the time... I wanted to come in and say hello! But.. I get cold feet all the time..." He said. "See you after your break!" He said. I watched him leave, my heart beating quickly. I don't know if it's over love... Or if it's that I'm horrified...

After work, I cleaned myself up, sitting in the very back of the restaurant. It's been about twenty minutes. Maybe the person. Who was talking to me at the park was just trying to be funny..

I then here then door slam open. A panting and sweaty male stood in the door, scanning the room. It looked like he held a long white box. Maybe something to kill me with. Seems like he would. He spotted me in the back, and took a seat infront of me.
"H-hello!" He said with a big smile. I smile nervously, it's like when we first met... He wouldn't stop smiling. "Oh... Hi.." I said, and he looked at me for a second, before he relised I was now staring at the long white box he had gripped tightly in his hands. He jumped, and he placed it on the table. "T-thease are for you... I ran and got them before I got here... I hope you like them..."

I looked at the box infront of me for a few seconds, then I slowly opened it, expecting a knife of somthing to be in there for him to slaughter me with. But, it wasnt? It was two roses, the thorns already nicely picked off them, and the pettles a beautiful red. I could feel my face heat up at this, and I gently took it twords myself, picking up one of the roses, holding it up gently like the thorns where still there. "Wow... I like it..." I said, and I could see his eyes grow... How can he do that?

"I'm really glad you like it..!" He said, and I put the rose back, putting the top part of the box back on it. I gently push it to the side. "So... I never got your name..." I said, relising that too. "Oh." He said, his smile completely faiding away, and his eyes trailing down to the flore. "I don't really like my name." He said, and I began to frown. "Come on... It can't be that bad.." I said, reaching my hand across the table and grabbing his to comfort him, he looked up at me. And his eyes... They where a beautiful blue, I never seen such eyes... "H-how about I come up with a nick name for you..." He said, and he seemed to brighten up at that.

"How about.." I started, rubbing his hand with my thumb. "Peter!" I said, and his smile grew once more. "Wow! I like that name! Your the best at coming up with names!" He told me, and it made my face heat up. "T-thank you.." I said as I let go of his hand, it seemed like he didn't want me to. "Oh yeah... I'm sorry about this morning... Calling you my boyfriend and all.." he said, seeming really embarrassed. I let out a gentle sigh. "Well... I'm sure next time it won't happen.." I said with a small smile. "Next time..?" He said, lifting his head to look at me more clearly.

"Our next date? I mean if you want to" I said, and his face heated in red, and he leaped out of his seat in joy. "Oh yes!!! Where would it be at!" He said, and I smiled a little. "well tomorrow I work extra time... So maybe later on five tomorrow we can sit here again" I said, and he took out my little book that I take peoples orders on. "here" I said, writing my number down. "You can call me any time... Ok?" I said, and he took it right away, and I got up. "Yes! Yes ofcorse!" He said, and he walked me out the door, but kept staring at me. It felt very weird... But I still ignored the feeling.

I was walking home now, after me and Peter parted ways. He didn't seem to bad. He just was a little desperate. I made it back home to my apartment, it being nicly clean. I just want to hurry into my room, so I don't have to hear my roommates 'workikg' all night. I carried the box withe, going into my room. I didn't even bother to take my work clothes off, setting the box on my nightstand and crawling in my bed. My thought where all about that guy. How he just randomly came up on me.. half the time I don't think it's normal, but it is.

I turned off the light, not bothering to even put the roses in a vase of water, just laying there and staring at the celling, my mind focused on Peter. I slowly drifted to sleep. But... I felt watched... Like a stranger staring at me... Somthing staring at me through the window.... But hey... That's probably just my imagination....

Right..?

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