Jonathan Q. Arbuckle x FEM! Reader♡♡

❝𝘙𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 ..♡❝

Fucking scammer. You thought, as you sigh and got up.

One of the waiters gave you a look that said, "leaving already?"

You rub your neck awkwardly, as you thanked them and began to be on your very way.

But before you walked out the door,

"That's it! I've had enough with your dumbass, I don't want to see you anymore, Jon."

You heard the woman with raven, straight yet medium hair speak to the poor guy that wore that same, plain ol' blue blouse.

She got up, as you stumbled back and let her storm out towards the exit.

The guy that smiled at you earlier named "Jon", you assumed, was about to run after her. But he stops, as it seemed that it was no use.

He dropped a 20 by the table. After paying his cheque, he walks away and sighed. Poor guy.

You notice that he had left his wallet. You strangely felt excitement, as you thought that it was a chance to get up and talk to him. To look at him, and to comfort him..

You took one last glance towards the table, as you knew that he wasn't coming. 'Screw him', you thought.

You began running towards the guy, his wallet in your hands as you sprint out the door.

"Sir- sir!"

You called out, almost desperately for him to notice you.. (tangina kinilig ako)

The dorky, cute guy turns his head to face you, as you pant and held up the wallet towards his face.

"You.. your.. wallet, sir.."

You spoke between breaths, as you look up with faint flush on her cheeks. You hoped he wouldn't notice..

He smiles in response, a chuckle escaping his lips as he nodded and accepted the object.

"Oh- thank you.. you know, not alot of people are this nice nowadays."

You chuckle back, rubbing your neck. Why the hell am I nervous?! I feel like a schoolgirl who just saw her damn crush..

"Pshh- it's no biggie. I didn't want you losing your wallet after how.. your girlfriend treated you,"

You were about to continue, before he said,

"Ex.."

You flush in response, as you nodded immediately and corrected yourself.

"Y- yeah, that.. of course.."

The two of you began to walk together in the streets, as you felt like a blushing mess.

"S- so uh, what.. what happened between you two? No offense but, she seemed pretty.. rude."

That was an understatement. You thought she was a complete bitch.

"Oh, well.. it was always like that between us.. I'm just some.. idiot, a hopeless guy."

You frown at his self-consciousness, as you silently disagree, yet you didn't have the courage to protest.

"I.. I see."

You replied, giving a nod of acknowledgement as you gathered your thoughts.

"S- sorry, how rude of me! I.. I didn't catch your name?"

He asked, as he seemed almost.. nervous? Maybe you were quite the beauty, a sight for sore eyes.. (nah you're hot asf)

"Oh- uh, I'm.. I'm (Y/N, L/N)."

He nods in response, scratching his cheek before saying,

"Th- that's a lovely name you got there. I'm Jonathan Q. Arbuckle.. I know, weird last name."

The two of you chuckle, as you shook your head.

"Oh, no, no! I.. it suits you."

You smile softly in reassurance, placing a hand by his shoulder as he smiled back. You swore you saw him blushing.

"Thanks.. you can call me Jon though."

(Nah, you're calling him Jonathan all the time, because it's a sign of endearment😘😘)

You nod, averting your gaze for a moment to calm her thumping heart.

"Wait- why are you here, talking to me? I thought you were waiting for someone?"

He asked, as you found his worrying adorable.

"Oh- uh.. he.. he didn't show. Not that I wanted him to anyway."

You joke, as he laughed. God, you wished you could always make him laugh like that.

He shook his head, as he regains composure and raises a brow.

"Wait, you're being serious? I mean- who wouldn't want to go on a date with someone like you? He's clearly missing out. You're so.. so beautiful, (Y/N)."

You couldn't help but flush. Did he really say that?!

You were about to respond, before he noticed the way you kept silent.

"I- I mean, you're lovely and- and.. you seem kind enough.."

You chuckle. God, he's adorable.

"I- I get it, thank you. But.. you're not so bad yourself. I don't talk to alot of polite guys such as yourself, Jonathan."

You reply. It seemed that he liked the way his name would roll off your tongue. He looks away, as if to not seem too much of a weirdo.

"O- oh, thanks.. heh.."

He smiled, almost a tad bit nervous. Maybe there's a chance that you two could be friends? ( .. or maybe something more!♡)