-DISCONTINUED-ISH- Golden Arches, a Lams fanfic -DISCONTINUED-ISH-

2~Infatuation~2

TW: Kissing & mentions of lack of sleep

God, we are running short on the sad stuff, dw, it'll be here soon <3

Tuesday 13:16 AM

The McDonald's was quiet, with only a few people scattered around the restaurant. Alexander sat at a table in the corner, his eyes fixed on the handsome young man with freckles. 

The dim lighting made the man's freckles stand out even more, and his skin looked soft and inviting. 

Alexander couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to run his fingers over the freckles.

His uniform hugged his body in all the right places, accentuating his broad shoulders and toned arms. 

Alexander found himself mesmerized by the way his muscles moved as he reached for a tray or handed a customer their food. 

Every time he saw his shirt tighten as he took a breath or lifted something heavy, Alexander's heart raced in his chest.

George, Alexander's adoptive father, and the restaurant's manager, stood nearby, his arms crossed over his chest. 

He watched Alexander with a look of amusement, clearly enjoying the scene. 

His son was in love with one of his workers,

John, the young man with curly brown hair and a Southern accent, stood at the counter, his eyes fixed on his phone screen.

As Mister Frkelecs -yes, Alexander didn't see his name tag- friend wrapped an arm around his shoulder,

Alexander couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. 

He longed to be the one to hold him close, to feel the softness of his skin against his own. 

He watched as he laughed at his friend's joke, his lips curving into a smile that made Alexander's heart skip a beat.

Despite the slow hour, the restaurant was filled with the sound of sizzling burgers and the beeping of the fryer. 

The smell of grease and salt filled the air, making Alexander's stomach rumble. 

He tried to focus on his food, but he couldn't take his eyes off Mr. Freckles.

As he turned to leave the counter, his eyes met Alexander's. 

For a moment, they locked gazes, 

Alexander felt his heart race in his chest. He quickly looked away, feeling embarrassed by the intensity of his feelings.

George chuckled softly, amused by Alexander's infatuation. He walked over to the table and ruffled Alexander's hair, his expression kind and indulgent. 

"You'll have to introduce yourself to John one of these days," he said, a hint of mischief in his voice. Alexander blushed, feeling like a lovesick teenager. 

He took a bite of his burger, hoping that the food would distract him from his thoughts. 

But as he chewed, his mind wandered back to the handsome young man with freckles, and he couldn't help but smile to himself.

Alexander couldn't help himself from stealing a glance at John, who was standing at the counter, serving a customer. 

He watched as John's strong arms flexed under his tight-fitting shirt as he wiped down the table beside him with a damp rag. 

The smell of freshly cooked burgers and fries filled his nostrils, and he could hear the sizzling sounds coming from the kitchen.

 John had earbuds in, humming along to the music playing in his ears. Alexander couldn't take his eyes off him and felt a wave of desire wash over him.