Y/N walks into the building. You are a little unsettled by all the people. Out of all the people. Out of all the people, your eyes divert to the tall, handsome man. Grant Gustin. Your legs go limp just thinking of his name.
You earn the courage to talk to him.
Once you are staring at the flattering figure, you black out.
You wake up with a feeling on your shoulder. It's him. You're in a hospital.
"What happened?" You ask.
"You where shot. You managed to survive," he says with a disappointed look.
"Do you know who it was?" You shout
"Well, it was kind of me," there is a long shocking pause, "Yeah, I'm not actually Grant Gusting, you stick, I'm DONALD HELLA TRUMP!" He takes of his mask.
You rip out your I.Vs and jump out of the hospital window. You're done with it.
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Legit Grant Gustin x Reader
FanfictionSo freakin legit. The is as the title implies. Comedic purposes only. Not trying to offend.
