From Afar

Small Talk About A Big Man

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"Oh, it's horrible Jack. It's stupid and I hate it," whined Sammy. He covered his face with his hands as he continued to groan.

Jack stared at his lovestruck friend, grinning. Jack leaned back as he asked,  " Y'know Sammy I can't say I'm surprised that you of all people find emotions cumbersome. Now tell me what's got you acting a fool...well more than usual?"

Suddenly, Sammy bolted upright, causing Jack to jump. "It's a crush! A stupid fucking crush. And-and I can't stop it! No matter how hard I try to distract myself it all leads to them," Sammy exasperatedly told Jack, waving his arms while he spoke.

Jack arched a brow before replying, "And why is this crush 'stupid'," Jack asked putting heavy quotations on stupid.

Sammy shook his head as he practically yelled, "Because I barely talk to him. We've spoken maybe twice...and that's even pushing it.

Jack leaned in and questioned, "Then why do you even have feelings toward them?"

"I...I don't know! I just... get that stupid fucking feeling around him. My throat closes up, the butterflies start attacking me, and-and my face gets all hot. I hate it! " Sammy huffed, crossing his arms. He continued his rambling, "Also... once while I was passing by him, he told me that I did a good job, but that wasn't it, I swear...I didn't think anything different of him that day."

Jack gave a sly grin to Sammy and asked, "Him?"

Sammy's eyes widened before he vigorously shook his head, "N-no wait. I meant sh-"

Jack shook his head and playfully said, "It's okay Sammy I was just teasin' ya. So, you like him because he praised you once?"

"No! But remembering that-that moment makes me all... giddy," Sammy continued, " But! It's stupid."

Jack tilted his head at Sammy's antiques, "Alright... So who is it?"

Sammy glared at Jack, "Nobody! That's the problem Jack. He's a nobody! I don't know why i have these...these feelings about him. It wasn't like this when I first met him," he whined

"How did you realize you had feelings about him," Jack pressed

Sammy sighed, "I don't know! I just remember seeing him work one day and I got curious. So...I might've unconsciously started keeping an eye out for him.  Then I started seeing him around more often. I noticed how he treated others and how they treated him. I noticed how he workks and I" Sammy covered his face, glowing red, "Oh, god what am I saying. How he works? Of course he works as his job title would require! Jack, I think I'm going crazy."

Jack chuckled, "I already knew that. So why are you bringing this up all of a sudden, you seemed fine these past few weeks. Did this crush just start or something?"

Sammy shook his head, "No, I've had these feelings for him for about two months now, and  want to get to know him, but... I don't want to speak to him face to face...you know?" he explained.

Jack smirked, "No, I don't know. Enlighten me, Sammy."

Sammy slouched further, keeping his gaze on the floor and murmured, "Ugh, it's kind of strange but I'll try to explain it. I want to talk to him but I'm afraid he'll find me too... abrasive or weird. Or he just won't like me at all...besides I'm pretty sure he hates me because of my reputation anyways."

Jack scrunched his brows and asked, "And why is that?"

"Because I always run hima nd the band out of the recording room when I need my sanctuary. Also, I'm not exactly the most patient person," Sammy confessed.

The older man laughed, "You got that much right," Sammy shot Jack a dirty look, "Okay, relax. Anyways, why does this matter now?"

Sammy flailed his arms, "Because, I want to make a move Jack! So...I did..." Jack stared at Sammy, questioning what the hell he did.

"What did you do, Sammy?"

Sammy's pink face turned bright red as a goofy smile spread on his face. "So, I have this little secret stash of snacks right?"

The lyricist gave Sammy a blank look and responded, "Uh, no, I did not know this. When did this become a thing?"

"Uh, whoops. Anyways, I heard Wally and N- a coworker talking and he said his favorite treat was zebra cakes. So, I left some zebra cakes in his little office with a sticky note that says good job Norman with a little smiley face," the musician rambled

"This is stressing you because," the older man asked.

"What if he finds out that I like him because of my handwriting? That would be the end of me," Sammy expressed.

Jack smirked and asked, "Say Sammy, why are you listening to Wally's conversation.

Sammy's face flushed as he shouted, "I was not! I was just passing by and o-overheard is all.

The old man was grinning ear to ear, "That's what you say, huh. Just keep leaving snacks Sammy. After all, the fastest way to a man's heart is through their stomach," he told the bright red Sammy.

Sammy glanced at the clock, it read 2:45.  "Welp, that's my lunch break. Thank you, Jack. I...really appreciate it," Sammy said as he pushed himself off the grimy floor.

For all my Hazbin fans, I'm still in the fandom but I really wanted to write some BATIM content. Anywho, I'll try to update all my fics :P