Get A Snack At 4 am | Cashier x Reader [✔]

3.0 Favor

2nd pov,

The sound of the television echoes the hallway as the light dimly brightens the room. You and Player munching some popcorn while watching the released episode of your favorite show.

Munching the last popcorn Player looks into the empty bowl and pointed it down "You want more?" You ask, Player nodded and swallowed it

You grab the empty bowl and head to the kitchen. While you feel the sound of the engine car passing from the distance, taking a peek in the window see the Cashier just got back from his other business stuff which he did not tell you what it is.

He exit and locked his car, leading himself to the store. The convenience store lighted after he turned the light on, seeing him tie his apron around his waist before standing at the lonely counter.

You planned to meet him this high but since you promised the Player to watch the show together, you have to cancel the plan.

After feeling up the bowl you went to the living room again, Player was too focused on the show and didn't realize you walk past behind him which makes him scared the shit out off and quickly scream in terror "Dude? What's wrong?!"

Realized it was only you standing behind with a surprised expression written over your face he quickly apologizes "Sorry, I don't notice you there" he grinned awkwardly

"Alright, your face is funny by the way" he furrows his eyebrows and gives you a light friendly punch on your shoulder making you chuckle with his frustration

The show goes on till the recent episode, Player, however, was now playing on the carpet with his hand sticking inside the bowl full of popcorn and mouth open wide. He was sleeping in a very uncomfortable position that makes you cringe to look at.

Glancing at the clock that appears to be 5:59 am still dark outside. You decided to turn off the television after watching none stop for hours. While arranging the pillows into their place, you clean the mess that was around the floor and carry the Player to his room.

He was heavy but you still can carry him, slowly picking him up. You walk to his room and slightly enter his room "My gosh, you're so heavy" you murmur

Closing the door behind you with your foot you headed to the Player bed and lay him down softly not wanting him to awake at this late hour. You remove his cap, placed it beside the table, and cover him with the red blanket.

You pat his head for the last time before turning the light off. The soda machine however ruins the darkness. You glance at the trophy you could tell he was quite a big fan of gaining achievement and tasks since his room was full of weird trophy shapes.

Glancing at the soda machine you decided to get one because of how dry is your throat right now "Hope Player didn't mind I take one" you muttered
and inserted the coin into the machine. It makes a weird buzzing noise a few seconds before dropping the soda. You still wonder how Player didn't awake after the noisy buzzing earlier...

Exit the room, you quietly pass the bathroom where you knew his father was sleeping inside the tub. You always think when will he ever touch some grass? Feel the nice air? Or eat and drink? Is he immortal? That man scares the hell out of you sometimes

While heading to the store you skipped along the way, humming a slight random tune. Pushing the glass door slowly you took a peek inside and smiled when seeing Cashier resting his head against the cold counter table, unconscious.

He didn't realize when you have enter the store. His soft snort is quietly hidden under his arm, eyes shut tightly. Giggled quietly you slowly approach him from behind before harshly touching his shoulder making him squeal in surprise

He coughed harshly at the top of his lung seemingly almost having a heart attack. Cashier's eyes were fully awakened and slightly turn his head to you with his death-sharp glare, you laugh holding your stomach in pain due to the laughter

"Good morning grumpy, did I woke up your sleeping beauty?" You laugh loudly only get sent a massive knock on your head. Cursed slightly, small tiny giggles escape from your lips and look at his pissed face

Yep, he is pissed

"The fuck is that for, nincompoop?!" He exclaimed, rubbing his shoulder. You growled when hearing the name he called you, that nickname he gave you ever since you pranked on him.

"Hey, don't call me that!" You huffed and adjust the beanie when it almost fell from your head. The cashier only rolled his eyes and cracked his fingers "That name suits you, you should be grateful I didn't call you bitch" He glared heatedly gazing at your figure

You feel so small...

You sigh loudly "Fine, sorry I won't do it again! Happy?" You click your tongue, shoving your hands into the pocket hoodie, and flat smile "Whatever, but I do have a favor"

Ah, damn it. What he wanted you to do now

"I need you to assist me this week, I need a hand to help around this store" he explains

The world is broken like glasses "What if I rejected the request?" You forcedly smiled assuming Cashier will accept the refusal. But turn out to be the opposite "I don't accept refusal" he clicked his tongue "Don't worry, You'll get some reward after that"

You want to cry so hard now, maybe it's a hugely bad idea for the surprise attack earlier, does it take too far or something else-

"What if I still don't want to"

"I just mentioned earlier. No, refuse. I can ban you anytime I want" He grin, looks like he did that again, the powerful card that he likes to put when you and Player make him mad

This mother fucker plays dirty again...

You glared at him and groan in defeat, knowing you can't even argue with him "Alright, sure. Just this week then no more favor you got it?" you said

"Yeah" he nodded and shortly answers before looking his phone out and scrolling something on the screen. He typed something on it before locking it back

"Let's get some fresh air shall we, partner?" He smirked... That looks reminds you of someone who just won a huge amount of lottery

"Yeah, sure" you sigh

just weeks that's easy... You hope