Haida x Male Reader

The Job Search

Finding a job is difficult. I've been looking for simple jobs like being a barista, or a bartender, but nothing so far. I thought about asking Haida for help, but I can't bring myself to do it. I don't want him to know and have pity on me. I hate it when people do that. I think about it for a while, then unfortunately decide to call Haida.

"Hey dude." I rarely use 'dude', mostly when i'm nervous. "Hey, are you ok?" Crap. He knows I don't use dude. "Well, no not really." "What's going on?" "S-see u-um........I got fired." "You got what?!" "Yeah." "I'm sorry to hear that, do you need to crash at my place?" "No, it's good, i'll figure something out." "Come on. You helped me out when I needed somewhere, and you know how awkward it was, yet you still did it. Besides, my friend is gone, so I have space." "Thank you, I guess I could stay for a little bit." "Stay as long as you need to get back on your feet." "You're amazing." "W-we-well I m-mean it's j-just a c-couch."

"Love you." I could feel the redness of his face through the phone. "W-well anyways, I gotta get going, so i'll see you later." He hung up and I lied down on my bed hoping to get some sleep since I have nothing to do anyways. When I wake up I check my phone to see that there were some messages sent.

Hey, just checking in. This might be a long shot, but there is a position at my job, if you want it of course. If you decide to say yes I can put in a good word.

I will think about it, thank you so much. How did I ever get so lucky with you?

What?!

I just stare smiling at my phone. I eventually get out of bed at around 6:30 pm and get up and put on a black shirt, a red and black flannel over it, and some black jeans. Today is Saturday and since Haida canceled, I decide to go by myself to the festival. I walk out to my car and drive off. When I get to the park where the festival is held, I pull into the lot. I park and get out my car. I begin to walk, but it doesn't feel right to be here by myself, so I turn around and leave, slightly disappointed.

When I get home I sit on the couch wondering why I feel so alone. I can't seem to figure it out and it gives me a headache so I drop it and eat. I look around until I find a TV dinner stashed in the back of my freezer. I eat, and after I sit on my couch and look at what's on TV. I watch TV for a while until it gets pretty late and I turn in.