That's Not My Neighbor- One shots

Robertsky X Reader- ❤️

        
     Requested by:  IMHEREARTHLING.

                          (Reader POV)

After putting the final box away in your new apartment, you wipe your sweaty brow and decide to take a break from moving in.

You decide to explore your new surroundings to your new life. As you walk around, some people wave. While others stay weary of you for some reason. You couldn't figure out why people were avoiding you like the plague.

But that didn't stop you from exploring the new town. Somehow you make your way to a shoe store, and with some curiosity, you walk inside. The door rings signalling that someone is at the door.

"I'll be there in just a sec," a voice says under the counter, and then you're greeted by a ginger-haired man with a soft smile and eyes. He's wearing a yellow collared jacket and a blue ascot. Under a work apron covered in dust and other stuff from making shoes.

He smiles with his goatee, and says "How may I help you?" He looks at you softly. You stumble on the shoemaker's appearance, you didn't expect this..and I bet he didn't expect this Either.

"I uhm..ahem, I'm here to just browse," you say, trying to hide your blush. He smiles, "That's alright, I'll just be in the back. If you need anything just ring the bell," he says as he makes his way to the back. You nod, but right when you watch him walk off you notice the man's name tag.

'Robertsky Peachman'

You smile at the odd name as he walks off, from the faintness of the back he's talking to another guy with similar Orange hair, Possibly someone related to him..maybe a brother.

But besides that, I look around. An examine the many racks of shoes. Some were very pretty but damn expensive. Some were still cool looking with a less expensive price tag.

After looking, you found a nice pair of shoes. It is a nice soothing design with a reasonable price and a fitting size for your shoes. With that, you walked sat the box down on the counter, and gently tapped the bell.

Soon a couple of voices were heard behind the employee's only door. "Robertsky can you get that?, I gotta finish this show for this deadline" an unfamiliar voice says, but by saying Robertsky it's most likely the other orange-haired person talking to him earlier.

"Yeah I can get it" Robertsky replies, hurrying to the counter. After he sees it he smiles again, "Found a nice pair I see?" He chuckles a bit. I nod, "Yeah, I think they'll do a good job replacing these old boots I got" Robertsky looks on your side of the counter to see your boots.

"I agree with that" he examines your old boots for a second before returning to his side of the counter. Starts ringing you up, "Your total is 2.98, but since I believe you're the new neighbor I'll bump it down to a dollar. How does that sound?" He looks at you.

I'm Surprised for a bit, "You're lowering it because I'm new?" He nods, "It's, a sort of unspoken/ written rule we got here. Besides you seem in need of new shoes," he says. With no other words to say, you hand over the money to pay for them.

"Also, I'm Y/n" you Nervously say, he notices your nervousness and only makes his expression softer, "Well nice to meet you Y/N. I'm Robertsky, Robertsky Peachman" He says, his voice seems to find your nervousness adorable, and not in a bad way.