TMD: Preferences|Imagines|Oneshots

break my stride (a.b.) (requested)

(A/N: This oneshot was requested by zbansks. Thanks so much for the request! I hope you like it! The song in the title is a reference to the song of the same name by Mathew Wilder. Now, on with the oneshot!)

       The sound of quiet conversation, the clinking of glasses and silverware on plates filled the restaurant as I finished wiping down a table in my section, the dinging of the bell above the door signaling new customers. I looked up and couldn't help the groan that left my lips. It was some of the varsity hockey team from my school, Eden Hall. 

       These guys were total jerks with the exception of one guy, my boyfriend, Adam. We'd been together for a few months now and things were going really well. I plaster a smile on my face as they sit down in my section. I grab a handful of menus and silverware and head for their table.

       "Hey guys!" I say with fake enthusiasm, placing their silverware down on the table. I hand out their menus and get my notepad out of my apron pocket. "My name's Y/N and I'll be your server today. Can I start you off with some drinks?"

       They all call out their orders, Adam being the only one to add a 'please'. I take their drink orders down and tell them I'll give them a few minutes to decide what they want to eat. As I turn around, one of the guys wolf-whistles at me. I ignore him and keep walking. On my way to the kitchen, I pass my manager and grab his attention.

       "I got a table out there that can get rowdy. Possible code silver. Just a head's up." I say, earning a nod and thumbs up from my manager. It was a system that the servers and he had come up with in case things get out of hand with certain customers. It keeps us safe and management more involved.

       I get the drinks as fast as I can without spilling anything and bring them back over to the table. As I hand them out, I hear a few of the guys snicker about something and Adam was sat there with a sour expression on his face.

      "Are we ready to order, guys?" I ask, grabbing my notepad once again.

       The group of guys turn to me, some with bored expressions, some with smirks. One of them, Cole, turns to Rick Riley and gives him a nudge.

       "Hey, Y/N. Can I get a- whoops! Clumsy me." Cole says, accidentally dropping his fork on the ground.

       I bend over to pick it up and shoot straight back up with a yelp as I feel a pinch on my backside. An embarrassed blush spread across my face as the table erupts in laughter, save for Adam who looks like he's about to jump across the table at Cole. 

       "Cole! What the hell man!" Adam says angrily.

       "Sorry, Banks! But you can't expect me to not do something when a fine ass is within pinching distance!" Cole laughs, earning a pat on the shoulder from Rick.

      I look up and lock eyes with Adam and he gives me a look that says 'I'm so sorry'. I send him a small, unsure smile and turn to find my manager coming towards the table.

       "Alright fellas. That's enough. Out." My manager says, pointing to the door. He waits for the objecting varsity players to exit the booth they occupied, eyeing them with disdain as they all head for the door. Adam hangs around after the last of them leave. My manager gives him a suspicious look but I wave him off.

       "I'm so sorry. I should have stopped him. I should've-" Adam starts but I cut him off.

       "It's not your fault. You couldn't've known that he was going to be a perv. Don't beat yourself up." I say, gathering the drinking glasses from the table. 

        "Still. That was too far. I'm going punch him the next time I see him." Adam said, grumpily. 

       I can't help but giggle at his tone. "And while I'd love to see that, it might be for the best that we just let this one go."

       Before I can pick up the tray of undrunk drinks, Adam wraps his arms around me. He rests his head on top of mine and just holds me for a minute.

       "I have to get back to work, Tiger. You can't keep holding me." I said with a slight laugh.

       "Like hell I can't." Adam replies, placing a kiss on the crown of my head.

       I laugh out loud at that but nevertheless remove myself from his arms. He pouts at me and I lean in and kiss his pout away. When I pull away, he's all smiles again.

       "Y/L/N! Back to work!" My manager calls over.

       "I gotta go. But you'll call me later tonight?" I ask.

       "Looking forward to it." Adam said, leaning in for one final kiss.

       I oblige him before waving goodbye and going back to work. The rest of my day isn't as complicated as it started out. And the fact that it ends with a phone call from Adam makes it even better.

(A/N: Thanks again to zbansks for the request! I hope you like it! This one didn't take me as long so hopefully the others won't either. But no promises! lol Until next time! Thanks!!)