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a pair of tinted glasses sat on the bridge of tyler's nose as he walked into his local grocery store, only took them off once he grabbed a small basket, placing them along the rim of his halter top as he walked towards the produce section.
the brunet had been meaning to pick up fresh fruit for himself, but hasn't gotten to it lately being that he had been busy with his personal life. ever since him and josh hooked up, melanie has been nonstop nagging him about how it was stupid of him to give in to the blond's temptation. tyler knew she was right, but he couldn't help it. just having josh look at him put him in a the mindset of wanting to please him, so by him using that same phrase he's heard times before — i love you — the brunet fell into the trap and gave his body away like he always did.
blinking a few times, the brunet returned his focus on the task at hand, looking through the rows of fresh fruit and going through his internal list of things to get. pomegranates had been a must to tyler being that it was his favorite fruit to eat as a midnight snack, cherries had also been something he definitely needed to get because even though he hated the seeds in the middle, the initial flavor won him over.
as the brunet moved to grab a bag of cherries, a little blond boy bumped into the older boys legs. instantly he began to frantically apologize before looking around and letting out little cries. tyler looked around the store before he crouched down to reach the child's height, "what's wrong, sweetie? where's your parents?" he asked, concerned as to why a small child had been wondering around the large store alone.
"i-i can't find my, my d-daddy." the little boy hiccuped, his large round grey eyes looking into tyler's own as he let out a sniffle.
"aw, here hold my hand, i'll help you find your daddy... what does he look like?" the brunet questioned as the boy took his dainty hands in his own.
the two walked around the store as the boy did his best describing his father. from what tyler knew, he was very tall like a tree, had crayon black hair, was wearing a dark red shirt, black jeans, and a pair of glasses... seemed easy enough to find.
"noah! there you are! i told you not to run away bubba." a tall male, who almost perfectly fit the description said in worry as he quickly picked up his son. it was obvious the guy wasn't from america being that there was an accent tied into his speech.
"i told you i'd help you find your dad." tyler giggled as he smiled at the small boy who hid his face in his father's neck. "i promise i wasn't trying to steal your son!" the brunet reassured.
a little laugh left the taller guys lips while he shook his head. "no, you're fine! thank you for helping him... he tends to get sidetracked easily and often scurries away." the older man said with a soft smile.
that's when tyler realized how attractive the man had been.
his curly dark brown hair was styled lazily on top of his head, sparkling brown eyes were covered by a pair of square framed glasses, his build wasn't super muscular, but it wasn't super lean either, it was a perfect mixture in tyler's eyes. the brunet could see tattoos peeking out from the sleeveless shirt, sparking the small boy's interest all that much more.
which tyler realized he was staring.
"i'm tyler by the way." the brunet said after clearing his throat.
"oliver." the other answered.
and so it began.
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unedited. i originally was gonna make the interest dallon or even brendon, then it was gonna be an oc, but oli popped into my mind and i was like yes !! my emo son !
