That's Not My Neighbor- One shots

That's not my Milkman- Doorsman X Milkman

Requested by:spiderlilly19

(Francis's POV)

I finish putting putting my milkman clothes on, an head out. Tipping my hat to other neighbors as I pass by.

As I walk down the steps as the elevator was broken which was a pain but it did give me a little bit of time to say goodbye to the doorsman before my duties begin.

My steps quicken on the steps an eventually I'm met with the bottom, my hand covered in my gloves as it was protocol to wear them, probably because you'd get sick of carrying cold milk in your hands all day.

Slowly I turn the corner an see the doorsman starting their duties. My lips turn to a soft smile as I walk up, "Mm, hello love" I say. They look up an smile, "Hello dear" they say back. I pull one of my gloves off an gently put my hand through the compartment through the window to give your ID or entry request an gently hold the doormans hand.

My thumb softly brushing there skin as I gently pull it out an place a soft kiss on the knuckle. They blush like crazy but allow it. I put there hand down, an pull my glove back on, "See you after work darling" I say adjusting my hat an Leaving.
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(Doorsman POV)

Even after he already left I was still blushing, I could still feel his lips on my hand. I could still feel the softness of his hand holding mine. But I need to snap out before a neighbor catches me blushing, cause it's more embarrassing admitting your in a relationship with the milkman.

But as I pull myself together a person walks up, a suppose neighbor which was a reminder of my job an other residents lives at stake. But as my duties I ask for there reasoning an Identification for wanting in. With it all checked out I let them in.

After a couple hours it was quiet, which means I could take a rest. I stand up, stretch a bit, an walk to the fridge on the back an get a drink. I suppose being inna relationship with a milkman dies have some benefits, free milk.

After I wet my lips an dry tounge I walk back to my chair, an wait for the next person to walk up.

TICK, TOK, TICK, TOK

The sounds of the clock emits from the room as only a couple hours left of my shift lasted, an only an hour left till Francis left work.

But within the next 5 seconds I hear footsteps, there soft an kinda tapping against the linoleum.

It couldn't be Francis he shouldn't even be out of work, but here he is walking up to the window putting his ID out.

I raise a brow, "You got let out early?" I ask an tilt my head. He looks to the side an nods, "Yes" he sounded tired. "I see, maybe you snuck out to see me?" I chuckle, he seemingly is Confused.

"What?" He tilts his head confused, that's a red flag, "Were in a relationship, remember?" He looks like he's scrambling to make something up, an he nods frantically.

"Yes, Yes. Now I remember" he still seems confused but it seems he playing to get in. "Oh how I remember how soft your lips are against my teet--..I mean lips" he smiles, an I press the red button. His eyes glow in hints of red as his teeth grow sharp, "You fucking piece of SHI-"

The metal cover shuts as alarms wail around the room as I call the DDD.

Growling emits, then gun fire till everything grows quiet. The cover lifts up an a DDD members there, "Cleaning protocol completed, you may continue your job" there voice muffles as the members drag the Body of the dopple away.

In my hand is the Dopples ID, I look down an it's a obscured.

It reads, 'fRaNcis, MoSSes.'

A weird white liquid drips off of the ID an in disgust I throw it out, an wiping my hand heavily.

After washing my hand so much in hand sanitizer that it could Probably drown a dopple footsteps are heard. "Are you alright dear?" A familiar voice is heard.