Nirvana Oneshots & Imagines ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ (ON HOLD)

✰ How you met them: KRIST

✰ KRIST NOVOSELIC 

Krist: 26

Y/N: 24

Y/N's POV:

It was just like any other day working at the local record store in California. Business was sorta slow, with only one or two people at a time browsing different music records and then having me, the cashier, ring them up for them. 

I had been working all day, with closing time being only an hour away. I stood there behind the counter in La La Land as I counted down every second in my head until I would get to go back to the comfort of my apartment.

 I was suddenly snapped out of my day dream when I heard the bell on top the door ring as someone entered. I looked up to see a man walking in, a quite tall man at that. He was almost as tall as the door itself, as he walked in with baggy jeans that we ripped at the knees and a KISS shirt on. (idk if he listens to KISS I just made sumn up 😭) 

The man quietly walked from row to row, mainly flipping through the rows labeled 'Hard Rock', 'Alternative', 'Metal', and anything related. I was able to see exactly what albums he was looking at, because the store was farely small. Not too small, but not exactly big either. 

I just stood there silently behind the counter, lightly tapping my fingernails against the counter top, waiting for him to check out. Considering the store is like a shoe box and that him and I were the only two people in the store at the moment, the silence was sorta awkward. The only noise that could be heard was the sound of me lightly tapping the countertop, him flipping through records, and the faint sound of the A/C blowing. Although, something I noticed was I didn't feel uncomfortable, which is how I would normally feel when I'm alone with one other customer in the store. The man gave off a calm presence. He seems very approachable, despite his incredible height. 

I found myself staring at the man (I am staring respectfully) with a look of affection almost. His short brown hair slightly covering his eyes as he looked down at the records with a calm natural face. I must have been staring for a little longer than I should, because I didn't even notice when he approached me at the counter with two records in his hands. 

"Hello! How's your night going?", the tall man said with a welcoming tone of voice. I finally snapped back into it and realized he was talking to me.

"Pretty good, thank you for asking! Will this be all, sir?", I say happily as I grab the two records he placed on the counter in front of me.

"Yep." , he said while he got out his wallet. I looked at the two records in my hand, one being the Led Zeppelin album 'Presence', and the other being the Black Sabbath album 'Paranoid'. This guy has great taste, really. 

"I'm actually a big fan of Black Sabbath myself, you made a great choice!", I say smiling, trying to make small talk.

"I know right! This album is art, I love it!", the man said smiling back. 

Even after he finished paying, we both stood there and talked about music for a while. We had a lot of bands in common and shared an all around very similar music taste. 

"You know, I'll be back tomorrow to look around some more. I would have gotten more just now, but I noticed it was almost closing time for you and didn't want to hold you up.", he said with a half smile on his face. 

"Really? That's great! I'll be working a full shift tomorrow as well, so I'll see you then, uh..", I say hinting that I wanted to know his name.

"Oh sorry, I should have introduced myself sooner, I'm Krist! And you may be?"

"Y/N. It was great talking to you, Krist!"

"It was great talking to you too, see you tomorrow I guess", Krist said as he walked towards the door with a warm smile.

"See ya!" 

What a nice guy. Even though I've only known him for ten minutes, I feel like I've known him my whole life. I sure hope I get to see more of Krist very soon. 

UGGHHHHH WHY IS MY WRITING SO CRINGEY IT HURTS- 😖