Why Don't We Imagines

How You Meet (Daniel)

You were at H&M, in the boys section of course because boy shirts were created to be more comfortable for some unknown reason of the universe.

You needed some oversized shirts or hoodies for the cold weather that was approaching and you love shopping at H&M, so this was practically a match made in heaven.

You walked over to some black hoodies that looked comfortable.

Beginning to look for the correct size, you notice that there was a mess of fallen hanged shirts on a nearby stand.

You walk over to begin to pick them up, and soon enough, you hear a friendly male voice speak up.

"Need help?" he asks you, but you don't look up.

"Yes, please." you answer, feeling happy that someone decided to help out.

After finally finishing fixing the fallen mess, you look up to see the owner of the voice.

You see a brown haired boy with really mesmerizing eyes, smiling.

"Thank y-you." you stutter out, and he responds with, "it was really no problem."

You glance at what he held in his hands, and you identify it as a white hoodie.

"Can you show me where you got that?" you ask him as you point at his hoodie.

He glances at it then nods, "follow me."

He takes you to a rack you missed that was near the men's pants. 

You begin to look for your size, not noticing that the boy was still there.

After you stop looking, he asks you, "find your size?"

Only getting a bit startled since his voice was calming, you shake your head and say, "I'll probably come back next week and find one. Thank you for showing me where it was, though."

"Were you looking for a medium?" he asks you.

You nod then your eyes widen as he hands you the one he had in his hands.

"N-no, it's okay." You You tell him, not thinking that he'd actually offer it.

"Really, take it." he attempts to convince you, but you only shake your head.

"Thank you, but it's yours." you decline, and he then nods.

Right as you think that he gave up, he says, "I'll go buy it for you then."

Your jaw drops as he begins to walk away, heading towards the check out area.

"No, no, wait up!" you call out to the compassionate boy, and he stops in his tracks.

"Yes?" he asks you, innocence claiming his word.

"Fine, I'll take it. Thank you, really." You give in, and he grins.

"Anytime."

He walks away as you stand in the short line to pay.

Once it's your turn to pay, the cashier asks if you want the item in a bag.

You shake your head, wanting to put on the hoodie since your current shirt provided no warmth.

Also, you were going to continue to be in the cold mall.

The worker nods, and you pay for the item.

He tells you to "Have a nice day!" and you respond with "You too."

You put on the hoodie, feeling immediate warmth, and you naturally put your hands into the pocket to fix them.

You feel a piece of paper with your fingertips and pull it out, ready to throw away what probably was a tag.

You wonder why there would be a tag in the pocket, but you brush it off.

Looking at the paper, you realize you were wrong as you read a handwritten note.

Hey, it's the boy who gave you the hoodie:) my name is Daniel by the way, and here's my number ‭4693168036‬

A/N: (It's my friend's - suhflower -number lololol)