Until Dawn Prompts

Knight in Blue Flannel

Prompt for Justashortdragon on Tumblr; 'Chris is a Cashier and is getting yelled at/a customer is being rude and he's on the verge of crying then Josh steps in and stands up for him'

Why are my Chris/Josh stories always longer than the other stories? Like. . . why? I love writing in Chris' POV too. Lol.

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Words: 1272

Pairing(s): Chris/Josh (Climbing Class)

Warning(s): Chrissy Boy being yelled at by mean customer, AU- Shop Worker/First Meeting

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"Pl-please sir, I'm sorry we just ran out of that today and-"

"Don't give me that bullshit boy," Growled the man in front of him, he looked to be about mid-40s, tall as hell, buff as all get out, and had a very intimidating mustache. Why his mustache was intimidating I'm not exactly sure but it was, it just screamed '70s porno'. His eyes were blazing as he stared down at me, I took a shaky breath as I stepped back, still trying to explain to him that we just DIDN'T have what he wanted. Thank god this counter was between us, if he was right in front of me I don't know what'd I'd do, probably shit my pants, "I know you have my cigarettes. You always have my damn cigarettes in the back."

"Well to-today we don't sir. So if you can kindly just--"

"Do not fucking sass me." He growled and I could feel tears trickling at the corner of my eyes and turned my head down, "Are you going to goddamn cry, prissy boy?" He boomed, making other customers look over at us and It got worse, I could feel my face turning red, especially when I noticed a male around my age standing there, looking curious, he met eyes with me and I looked down at the ground and whimpered a bit, feeling like a complete and utter fool. The guy was a regular, I saw him here often. He was very attractive, dark brown curled hair with deep emerald eyes that seemed to stare right through you, a lopsided smile that just made my heart ache, since I'm 100% sure he liked Ashley, always going over to her counter and all. I heard footsteps coming towards us.

"Hey! Leave the guy alone." I looked up in awe and looked at the other male I had just made eyes with, he looked pissed off, he had his jaw clenched, making his sharp jaw look even more attractive. . . I really want to stroke his jaw, that's weird, focus, "The kid's just trying to do his damn job and I'm not going to stand by and let some egotistical, Ignorant asshole come here and harass him. He can refuse to service you." He said, trying to stand taller but the other guy was still much taller no matter what he tried.

"Well maybe if you could tell you damn boyfriend to actually do his job CORRECTLY then maybe I wouldn't have to yell at him!" The boyfriend comment made my face go even redder, the other boy just seemed to ignore that comment and continued to glare steadily at the middle aged man.

What happened next was a bit of a blur, one moment they were standing there glaring daggers at one another, the next the smaller guy was on the larger one, throwing punch after punch, yelling about something that really had nothing to do with the situation at hand, something about his sisters? Death? I ran around the counter and yelled at him to stop beating the man and finally grabbed his shoulder and pulled him off of him. The guy growled in anger as I did so but didn't show any hostility towards me as I pulled him up, still keeping his gaze on the man. I looked down at the other male who was already forming a black eye and had blood pouring out of his nose, making his mustache look deflated, which disappointed me a bit, just some blood can make the intimidation go away, imagine that. I looked over at the other male, realizing out heights were pretty much the same, that made me happy. This guy could pack a punch.

"You both are fucking-- I'm going to get you fucking fired you little faggot." The guy said as he stood up, holding his nose he left, leaving everything else he had tried to buy on the counter, meaning more work for me. I sighed and shook my head, still feeling the tears forcing their way out.

"Goddammit." I groaned and grabbed all of the mans stuff, I turned around and was surprised to still see the other guy still standing there, I blinked in confusion and tilted my head at him, "How may I help you sir?" I asked, sort of nervous. The guy sort of bounced side to side nervously and held his hand out.

"Uhm. Let me put that all up. . . .I-I did this. I should put it up." I shook my head.

"It's my job. You just continue on with your day. I'll be back up to cash your stuff in a few minutes. . . -"

"-Josh."

"Josh." He frowned and grabbed the stuff from me, nodding before he turned and walked away, I stood there in confusion and turned to the other customers standing there. The little lady in front just smiled.

"Ya know. He comes in here often. But always went to Ashley's cash register." I already knew this, where is she going with it? "He likes you ya know, I know this because every time I see that boy in here he always looks and glances at you, sometimes even stares. He just was nervous is all." She said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, I blushed and went back around the counter, deciding to just continue on with my job as if that all didn't happen, I'll probably be losing my job anyways, so might as well just do as much as I can before that. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to look at Ashley who gave me a sweet smile.

"You won't be getting fired sweetie, I'm a witness, you were being harassed and you had a knight in. . . .blue flannel come rescue you." She giggled at that and I rolled my eyes at her, a small smile on my face. I heard footsteps again behind me and turned back, meeting once again with Josh who looked nervous and was chewing thoughtfully on his bottom lip, he gave me a small smile.

"I'm. . . so sorry I did that--"

"Thank you."

"I can be such an idiot sometimes and-- wait, what?" He looked at me, confused.

"Thank you Josh. I really appreciate you standing up for me. I'm Chris." I held a hand to him and he smiled, hesitantly grabbing my hand and shaking it, he slowly let go of it, letting our hands linger. I once again blushed and gave him a small smile.

"I-It was. . .no no problem. Uhm. . . Chris." When he said my name his voice seemed to squeak a bit, making me chuckle softly. I grabbed a piece of paper and wrote something on it quickly, handing it to him and waving him goodbye as he left. Once he was gone I let out the breath I didn't realize I'd been holding and grinned, for the rest of the shift the smile wouldn't leave. I was happier it seemed, not as bored with my job and began to appreciate the small kindnesses others gave me, whether it just be a small smile or a thank you or even putting their own carts away, I shared some laughs with Ashley who obviously noticed how much my mood changed after the big scene I caused earlier. At the end of my shift I turned my phone on and the first thing I saw was a text from Josh, if it could, I'm pretty sure my smile would have gotten bigger.