Scout x Reader: Red shirt (Part 1)

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by Phyr1C

by Phyr1C

You thought a vacation would be nice somewhere around the world and maybe it was a bit stupid to have a map on the wall and a dart choose where you go to for that 'stress free' vacation...

Now here you were during sports season in Boston a big city. Walking around to get your bearings you see some men in a pick up truck driving off in sports jerseys, their faces painted specific colors to show which team they supported paired with the loud chanting of the team name "Sports season..well atleast the spots around here wouldn't be that crowded.
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(Y/N)'s POV

I look over at the paintings on the wall, the detail was amazing everything in the museum was well-preserved the plus side there wasn't much people around so it was peaceful. Sure I could have paid someone to take me around sight seeing but what's the point if you have a map, money and legs you can just walk around, not to mention the tours did cost a lot.

After a few more pictures i leave the museum seeing a park just across the road that had a few food trucks there, I make my way over to the park specifically by the food trucks checking each one which looked the most appetizing. Eventually after a few more pacing around I decide to settle on a hotdog and soda.

Scouts POV
"Come on what's takin' so long- I'm missin' the game!" I said groaning sliding down to the ground "you can miss a sports game...they have one every year" spy said leaning by the statue the one we've been leaning on for forever- seriously how long does it take to get some freakin' Intel?! "Whoa- okay Mr. Fancy pants it's not just a GAME it's the biggest one of the century-"

"Please..you say that every year.." he said rolling his eyes at me "go to hell spy.." the french fancy asshole looked over at me before taking out some money from his wallet holding it out to me "if it would make you shut up and tolerate standing here buy something to shut your mouth" I immediately swipe the money from his hands getting up to my feet walking backwards "see ya suck'a " I run off.

3rd POV

Scout stuffs the money he got from spy with a chuckle, striding along the park happily before bumping into someone knocking the food and spilling the drink off their hands, not to mention getting some on their (F/C) shirt "oh fuck- sorry miss-" he said immediately getting the things that dropped on the ground, though not like it mattered anyway.

(Y/N)'s POV
I looked around for a place to sit that didn't have anyone else there, finally seeing a free space I move past a slow walking couple and bumped into a guy wearing a cap, my spills onto the ground a little bit of soda on my shirt and a bit off the ketchup from the hotdog on the guys shirt "fuck sorry-" I apologized just as he did. I watched as he fumbled around getting the hotdog on the ground though there wasn't much point to it "uh so..How about i...get you another dawg" he gave me an awkward smile as he throws the hotdog away by the bin "you don't really have to honestly..maybe that was a sign" I joked noticing he was dressed like hell, a cap, red shirt, puffed jacket, pants and running shoes he looked shady to say the least.

"You're not..going to rob me are you?" I asked taking a sip off my soda as the guy puts his hands in his pockets huffing, not being able to keep still for a moment "What- oh no no no that's uh not my style- ya know- so..sorry miss about the dawg where did you get that from?" He asked as I look back at the truck I got it from pointing over to it "There"

"Pffshh- Ya know what lady- I know a better place and luckily for ya I managed to stop ya for eatin' a bad dawg" he said giving me finger guns making me chuckle "Well..I am still hungry, since it's technically free food sure why not" I said as I finish up my soda tossing it in a bin.

*Time skip brought to you by spy waiting by the statue*

I didn't expect this guy to take me half way across town just for some hotdogs in a cart by a shady neighborhood. I watch him from the cart casually chatting with the man behind it. I was dazed for a moment staring at him, only snapping back to reality once there was a hotdog shoved up my face "One of the best dawgs in Boston you are very much welcome miss" he said with a grin handing me the hotdog "now I definitely know you're gonna rob me" I joked as I took a bite and no surprise it tastes exactly like a hotdog "Names sc- Jeremy by the way" he said before taking a bite off the hotdog "(y/n) but people call me (n/n) sometimes" I said with a small shrug taking another bite off my free food, my eyes wandering else where as I ate.

"Hey you gotta stain there.. probably the thing you were drinkin' right?" I hear him say probably pointing out to my shirt I turn my gaze towards him seeing him zip up his jacket, struggling to wiggle his arms in it, next thing I know he had a red shirt in his hands "it's just a small stain I can wash it off my hotel room" I said hesitantly as Jeremy placed his shirt over my lap "yeah but if ya don't take care of it it's gonna stain big time and you lady are too nice lookin' to be walkin' 'round like that" he insisted as I finished up my hotdog taking the shirt in defeat knowing even if I tried to decline this man was too persistent "Alright- how will I return it to you then" I asked as Jeremy gave me a grin "How 'bout" he paused "Thursday...3pm you 'n me Coffee maybe? Or chicken? Whatever's cool for ya"

I blink a few time as he hold his shirt in my hand, did this random ass stranger just ask me out?! "Uh..sure okay" he seemed nice enough atleast.

After roughly around 20 minutes Jeremy's watch beeps making him look over at it immediately "oh crap sp- I hey I gotta go- like right now- so Thursday right?" He said quickly getting up "mhm Thursday 3 pm park" I repeated "cool cool so I have stuff..to do like important crap but, anyway (n/n) see ya- take a cab outta here get in the yellow ones not some car aight? Aight!" I watch him run off in a hurry while I was still sitting there wondering if I should run after him and return it or just meet him on Thursday...