COLLYWOBBLES • collection of short ff's

- S. Hanta | fluff

character: sero hanta , adult
insert's information: they/them , adult
genre: fluff?
triggers: alcohol and cigarettes, i suppose
synopsis: mere gas station worker meets a unworldly god
side note: the idea was better in my head

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enervated. drained. exhausted. those were only a few words that could quickly describe [name] as they stood behind the counter. people needed to do what they needed to do to get money, but damn. was risking their sleep schedule like this really worth it?

during the afternoon, dealing with customers weren't too bad. they were normally teens filling their cars, or occasional old men roaming around for booze. nothing out of the ordinary for a gas station. nevertheless, the evening was completely different. most men were out at night, high off of whatever they were taking. they reeked of alcohol or drugs, coming in to cigarettes or more alcohol.

considering their job, [name] didn't mind it the use of either. however, there was a difference between moderate use, and full-blown abuse of it. almost all the people who came in practically lived off of the unhealthy substances. but what's it to [name]? it's not like they knew them in the first place. they just had to ensure they could safely get through the night and go home.

[name] sighed in relief as the time came. the time they had been waiting for since they walked into the rundown building. it was closing time. before they left, they ensured everything was in its correct place, and counting the money for the day. they may not enjoy their job, but they still wanted to preform decently well.

their relieved attitude had dropped when the bells on the door chime. it was closing time. was it not obvious by the lack of people, including one at the counter? [name] rolled their eyes, continuing to stock the shelf.

"it's closing time," they spoke, voice full of irritation. "i'm sure you're not that stupid. i'm not ringing up anymore customers–"

the store went silent as their voice got caught in their throat. upon turning around to face whoever came in, they were graced with the most attractive person they've ever seen. he couldn't have been an ordinary human- no, he was a divine creature sculpted by God himself.

he was truly God's favorite.

"ah," the man heaved, his large hand rubbing his dark hair. the way his arm stretched showed how well-built he truly was. the tattoos didn't help but make him even more alluring. "my bad. sorry for taking up your time."

"no!" their face flushed from their outburst, chuckling awkwardly. "sorry. it's been a rough day. if it's quick, i can scan your items."

he gave them a crooked smile. "thanks."

[name] placed themself behind their usual spot by the counter, not-so secretively watching the man grab a few items off the shelves. they couldn't believe they embarrassed themself like that in front of someone so.. so.. they couldn't even find the right words.

they did know, however, how much they wanted to feel his muscles, and rub along every tattoo he may have under his tight-fitted clothing. running their fingers through his hair, lying beside him. possibly underneath him as well--

"i'll take marlboro, the blue box. please," he added at the end, gently placing his items down in front of them. getting a good look at it, it was mostly snacks like chips and candy, along with a bottle of wine and the filters he asked for.

despite [name] feeling sluggish from losing sleep minute by minute, they had quickly got everything together in two bags. "ah.. it's on the house. i feel bad for my snappy behavior earlier. sorry." they bowed their head.

"what? it's fine, don't worry about it!" he chuckled at the apology. "i'll pay for it, it's really fine."

"i can't let you do it."

"why not?" he questioned.

"uhm.. for the sake of my pride?"

that made his grin grow a bit bigger. "you're funny."

[name] shot him awkward finger-guns. "i try my hardest."

"y'know what? how about i pay you with a date instead?" he put up the offer with no sort of hesitation held in his voice.

they weren't sure if it was because they were tired or he was a good person, but [name] couldn't sense an ounce of jokiness in his tone. he was serious. this guy- this god really asked them out. a normal, average-looking person out, on a date.

"sure." no way in hell they'd pass on an offer like that!! they took his receipt, quickly jotting out their number. "call me whenever you're free then, ..?"

"sero hanta," sero courteously smiled, taking his bags, as well as the piece of paper, into his defined hands. "and you?" for a split second, their eyes connected. it was as if he locked them down with a single stare. he had complete power over them, and they weren't sure if they were loving or hating it.

they turned away first, not liking how hot their cheeks burned. "[l/name] [name]."

"alright then, [l/name]. take care. we'll see each other in the near future." with one last look over his shoulder, with that same damn smile, he left the gas station.

[name] just bagged a date with a hot man. if they had people to tell, they surely would be on their phone to brag about how lucky they were. maybe a bad sleep schedule was worth it after all.