Andy Biersack X Reader

Sexy Librarians

Prompt: Something about being short and them thinking that it's cute and helping you IDK.

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You love reading. It's one of your favourite pastimes; you could escape to another world and forget your problems. Unfortunately, because you're a student, you can't afford to buy a new book once per week, so it's the library for you. And that went along with socialization... with the cute boy, Andy, that volunteers there.

"Hi (Y/N)," He says as soon as you walk through the door. You turn to look at him, and once again, you're struck by how handsome he is. Shiny black hair framed his high cheekbones, and his blue eyes stared straight through you.

"Hi Andy," You reply. It looks like you two are the only ones in the building. Great, you think as you walk over to the YA section. You've already read the book that you're looking for, and it was crazy good. But if your memory is correct, it was on the highest shelf, and as a tiny human being, you had needed help to grab it before.

There it is, and of course, it is on the highest shelf. There's only one thing to do. You walk up to the shelf, go up on the tips of your toes, and reach up. Damn. You can't quite reach it. Very aware that Andy can probably see you, you start to stretch upwards even more, and you feel your fingers brush against the spine of the book-

"Would you like a hand?" You almost jumped when you heard his voice right behind you. How can a person even move that quietly?

"Sure, th-thank you," You say as you start to feel a blush burning on your cheeks. You had never said anything more than hi to each other, and you had certainly never stood so close to him, and he smells like, really nice, and-

"Are you okay? You look a little bit flustered." He's handing you your book now and, oh God, he must think you're weird.

"Y-Yeah," Curse that stutter, "I'm fine. And I'm just going to check that book out..."

"Oh, right, sorry," He says and you both start to walk over to the counter, "Haven't you read this book before?"

"Y-yes, actually." You raise your eyebrow at him, how did he remember that you had read it before, it was more than three months ago.

"I normally notice which books you're reading, you have really good taste."

"Oh, well, thanks." You pick the book up from the counter and turn to leave, "See you later then."

"Wait! Can I get your number? Or maybe we could go out for coffee?" He called after you.

"Umm, sure. Here," You lean over the counter to grab a pen and paper, "This is my number, call me. Maybe you have good taste too."

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A/N

Well well well, look who's back, back again. I guess I might start writing more, but as always, I hate coming up with plots, so if you're looking for something specific, please let me know.