I gazed out my window, noticing that it had become late. I saw a group of Smurf's heading towards the bar, I figured I should go as well; it would be nice to meet some new people. But the scene from earlier had kept replaying in my head, I began to fantasize what I would do if I saw Papa Smurf at the bar. I tried to ignore my thoughts, but I couldn't. His voice was tattooed in my brain, constantly replaying like my favorite part of a song.
Rummaging through my closet, I picked out my favorite white satin dress that I hoped would impress him. I put it on and looked longingly at myself in the mirror, smoothing out the wrinkles; I was ready. I grabbed my purse and headed out the door. I was quickly met with the realization that I had no idea where the bar was, it being dark only made it harder to navigate the path, I felt dumb standing there all dressed up in the middle of the road. A familiar voiced appeared behind me again,
"Lost?" He chuckled "Bars that way if that's what you're looking for." It was Papa Smurf! I thanked him and began walking. I stopped in my tracks, taking in that this could be my chance to make a move.
"Would you want to walk over together?" I felt my face begin to burn up with nervousness, if not for the darkness, I would have totally looked red.
"I would love to." He spoke softly. His change in tone had made me flustered.
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Papa Smurf x Reader (SMUT) 🫐
Fanfiction"An atrociously good novel" - Obama this is a little jokey joke btw so don't bully me for this 😘😘
