You just moved to a big city! What a change of scenery. It's exciting to be so far from home. The houses here are all new and the neighborhood doesn't quite match up with what you're used to, but that's part of the fun. You like living on your own, not that you had much choice when it came to that kind of thing anyway. But it's nice to finally be able to live independently and do what you want without having to listen to your parents nagging you about the right things to do.
The city really does suit you though. There's so much to see and explore. You love the hustle and bustle of the city. After so many years of having to look over your shoulder constantly at the house you grew up in and the town behind it, this is a refreshing change. You're excited to see what else the city has in store for you!
After parking your car outside your new apartment, you grabbed some boxes and began to take them inside. You were feeling pretty good about yourself until one of the boxes suddenly slipped from your grasp. "No!" you shouted, but before the box could hit the ground, a pair of muscular arms caught it with ease. You couldn't help but stare in awe for a moment before regaining your composure and looking down. The man who had caught the box spoke up, "Heh, you almost dropped something there."
You looked back up at the man and gave him a small smile. "Well, thank you," you said, feeling grateful for his help. Together, you brought some of the boxes inside and set them by the entrance.
"Here, let me help you with these," The Man offered, taking some of the boxes down as if they weighed nothing at all. You couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed as you watched him carry the boxes with ease. "I really appreciate it," you said, feeling grateful for his kindness.
After two long hours, you finally managed to get the last box inside your apartment. "Thank you again" you said, feeling a little flustered. You had meant to ask him something but had completely forgotten in the moment. The man chuckled a bit, seeming to understand. "It's no problem at all. My name is Bill Green," he said, extending a hand for you to shake.
"Nice to meet you, Bill. I'm Y/N," you replied, grateful for his help and happy to have made a new Friend.
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Bill x Reader: Big City Greens
FanfictionAfter you move to big city you have trouble finding a job, but what happens when you meet a certain farmer?