Timo Meier x Fem!oc

MIDNIGHT SNACK

Basically what the title says.
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Celine's POV:
"Ugh, I'm starving." I mumble tiredly while poking my boyfriend in the ribs to wake him up. Peeking my head out of the warm covers I look at the piercingly bright yellow numbers on the alarm clock. 2:12 am. In truth, I really didn't want to get out of bed, but my growling stomach readily disagreed. This would have been no problem if I were home where there was a fridge stocked full of midnight snacks. But I was at an away game with my boyfriend, Timo, and had already eaten my fair share of m&ms and Pringles, the typical junk food Someone would bring on trips.
"Huh?" My boyfriend replied in a deep husky voice, obviously still half-asleep. "I'm hungry." I
replied, pulling myself closer to him and playfully poking his cheek. He flinched at the feeling of my finger stabbing his face and opens his eyes. "Let me guess, you ate all the Pringles?" He assumes while pulling you into a hug to cuddle. "I guess the time zone difference is really kicking my butt." My reply was muffled from the soft blankets and pillows surrounding me.
"It always does." Timo chuckles and extends his arm to turn on the lamp on the bedside table. It blinds me so i buried myself deeper in the covers. "What restaurant is open at two in the morning, anyway?" He wonders while slipping on a grey pair of sweatpants and a sharks hoodie. "Hmm," I begin to ponder, still wrapped in the warmth of the sheets. " wait doesn't your family own that Mexican restaurant around here?" "Yes, actually. I think it's just a few blocks away." I smiled at his ability to remember anything relating to food. I was guessing that the thought of the delicious Tacos is enough to make his own stomach rumble.

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No One's POV:

After the two of them get dressed in sweatpants and hoodies, Timo grabs the room key and his wallet and they escape the hotel and are consumed by the darkness of night. If the coach or team managers would have known about Timo leaving the hotel without telling them, they would be furious. This is why they both agreed on not telling anyone. The two of them walked along the sidewalk for a few blocks in the cold until rounding the corner to be met by a restaurant with a closed sign flashing in the window. However, this didn't stop Celine from pressing her nose against the glass to take a closer look inside. The lights were still on in the back of the room, making it obvious that someone was still inside. Celine spotted a dark figure in the back table in the corner. Against her better judgment, she waved at them to come let her in. Timo stood right next to her and suggested that they just go to a gas station and grab a few snacks, but Celine had her mind set on Mexican food.

Celine's POV:
I whip my head around and see the man walking towards the door. Once I see his face clearly in the light from the street, both Timo and I recognize the familiar face.
"Brent?" Timo and I call aloud at the same time in curiosity.
"I won't tell coach if you don't." Brent Burns says as he rattles the keys while unlocking the door to let you both inside.
"Deal." I nearly scream with wide eyes running towards the kitchen and told the chef to make the same thing he made for Brent. It looks like Timo and I weren't the only ones who had connections in the city.

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Words: 626
Started:1/16/23
Ended:1/16/23