Unhealthy Obsession || Bob Velseb x Reader

Chapter 1: Boys n' Grills

Today was not your bestest day.
Being that it's a Monday though, it made absolute perfect sense.
You didn't like them and they surely didn't like you. You could practically call yourself Garfield. Wanting nothing more to do than sleeping in all day on these low moods.

You sighed, standing behind the counter of Candy Club. Your place of work, as you thought back on the events it took you to get here that just made the day so crummy.

You had been running late to work earlier but on your way out towards the bus stop, you had stepped in some literal crap. You would have just let it be and tough it out but you remembered you'd be working a long shift today and didn't want to be walking around with crap covered shoes, so you sacrificed missing your bus to go all the way back home to put on a new pair.
The new pair of shoes however happened to be mismatched since you grabbed them in such a rush. One shoe being a flat converse, the other being a sneaker so the feeling of difference was  uncomfortably obvious. Like walking with a flat tire.

But again you were still running late with no more time to spare. Having missed your bus you had no choice but to run, and mostly briskly walk, towards your place of work; in mismatched shoes.
It was an awful experience. But the real icing on the mud cake was when one shoe had untied itself in the midst of travel thus causing you to step and trip over it. Though as if given some mercy you had fallen face first into a bush rather than the pavement. It was still a bit of a struggle to pull yourself out though. Unknowingly, some of the leaves and twigs clung to your hair.
Once you were out of the bush you could feel some stinging on your face. Most likely you had a few scratches on it thanks to the branches, probably bleeding too.

Then, finally, by the time you got to work you were out of breath and sweating so much you could just feel the layer of stickiness all around you. This made you look like a madman as you rushed into the building.
Or so you had assumed by the glances of the few customers inside. You had to take a deep breath to calm down before you trudged your way towards the back behind the counter to clock yourself in.

Now not only were you in a bad mood from all the chaos of getting to your forsaken job, but you'd have to deal with customers.
Sure some were nice and friendly, those you appreciated. However it was the entitled whiny customers that made you feel so irritated.

But hey you finally had clocked in and were ready to work, the trouble of getting here was over at least. Now all you had to do was survive.
You heard some footsteps walk beside you before you looked up from the register to see your coworker.
"Now that's a bold look. What's with all of that?" Kevin chuckled teasingly taking notice of the few leaves in your hair, cut up face, and the mismatched shoes.

You sighed and rolled your eyes knowing he meant it playfully, "Sure is. Listen it was just pure hell getting here."

"I can see that." He stated while pointing to your head.

You gave him a confused look before you realized he was talking about the mother nature that clung to you. You took the opportunity to sweep a hand through it all to get everything out, shaking your head a bit too as if you were listening to metal music.

"Hey hey, not the floor man, I just swept that." Kevin sounded exhausted as he complained with a whine.

Now it was your turn to chuckle, "Don't worry I'll clean it up."

Thus had been the start to your very long 9 hour shift from 8 AM to 5 PM.
The smell of the candy store was always sweet but some days it was sickeningly so. And today you weren't going to catch a break from misfortune. The shift went on excruciatingly slow since who's buying candy on a Monday?
The few customers you did have were just complaining about how unhealthy everything is.

'Then why are you in a candy store' You thought to yourself with a roll of your eyes. Just like your friend Kevin, you were tired of all the customer service and keeping a smile on your face.

At one point though during your shift, around 4:30 PM, some pretty rowdy kids and their dad had come in to get some candy but the two were rough housing, horsing around, monkeying around if you will, and whoopsies, caused a huge mess.
One of the kids knocked down a display of candy causing gummies and gumballs to roll and fall all over the floor.
You let out an agitated huff and pinched the bridge of your nose. It didn't help that Kevin had gone on a break, though he should be back in a few minutes.
"Please keep your kids under control sir" You put emphasis on the sir, almost dripping venom off of it.
The man seemed irritated too as he caught your tone and didn't even apologize before leaving as he shouted at the kids on the way out for their embarrassing behavior or whatever excuse the parent had to pin his bad parenting on the kids.

"Good riddance." You mumbled as you went to the back to get a broom. God not only did you have to clean this up but also recount inventory, this was going to make you go over time, what a nuisance.
About quite a few minutes into your work, your bestest buddy and current savior, Kevin, came back.

"Oh wow, looks like I missed out on something great." He gave a real fake enthusiastic tone. "Here I'll help. Tell me what was knocked over and I'll count it while you clean." What a hero, offering to split the task when he didn't have to.

"Did I ever tell you how much I love you?" You said with a smile and chuckle as you continued sweeping. Of course it wasn't a confession or anything, just a phrase expressing how much you appreciated him.

Though the candy man looked a bit taken by surprise.
You two were pretty good friends, of a few years now, though you used to know him in elementary and middle school, but ever since high school the two of you drifted apart until recently. He's the guy who got you hired at this shop in the first place actually. But it wasn't super often you'd tell him you loved him.
After a pause he managed to speak with a scoff, "Only whenever you need or want something"
His reaction only made you laugh a bit more before the two of you really got down to business.

Who knew recounting and sweeping up candy could take so long. Well more so just an hour really, but still long enough to get out of work late. But that didn't matter now, you were finally home free.
In the back of the store you quickly gathered your things and shrugged your hoodie on over your Candy Club uniform, but kept it unzipped. It was starting to get chilly outside what with it being halfway through September and all.

You sighed in a relieved manner as you left the uniform's hat on a rack before exiting the building. Sayonara until the next shift.
You bid a farewell to Kevin as you both went home for the night.
Yet on your way to the bus stop, your stomach growled, the gnawing feeling of hunger.
In your rush this morning you not only didn't eat breakfast but forgot to pack a lunch the night prior as well.
Maybe it wouldn't be too bad if you took a bit of a detour and ate out tonight. Though your public appearance may look odd, hoodie over a white uniform with a pink bowtie and mismatched shoes.
But hey, who cares right?

You didn't eat out too often since you were always trying to save up money for your dream job. Graduating your senior year of college to open up your own pinball and arcade place. Just thinking about it made you smile, all giddy feeling. You were so close to that goal, you just had to finish a couple more semesters and find a building to call your own.
But your gurgling stomach snapped you back to reality. Food, right. Gotta find a place.
Since you were already in the city's shopping district, you decided to just walk about the streets until a place caught your interest.
Looking at all of the signs.

Noodle shop, nah.. Supway, double nah.. Tacos, also nah. Nothing was just sounding appetizing to you right now.
That is, until you saw it.
A rather large sign advertising the name of the building, "Boys n' Grills" You couldn't help but chuckle at the name. The wordplay was kinda funny, though cheesy.
You can't remember the last time you had a good meaty barbecue as a meal. And judging solely by the name, that must be what they offer here.

You trudged your hungry tired self inside, hearing a bell above the door give a cheery little chime, announcing your arrival.