We met at a sweet shop. Specifically the one I worked at. Cliché I know, but who am I to stop fate?
She was standing there with bubblegum pink hair. It was beautiful it was, absolutely stunning. On her anyway. I couldn't take my eyes off of her, I didn't exactly want to you see. She was very pretty, extremely pretty. And I am so very ga- bisexual.
Someone coughing slightly distracted me. I turned with a sigh and smiled widely at the customer, politeness is key.
I rang them up and took their money, a £5 note. Dunno why I felt the need to say that. I just like noting the small details, it makes me feel more in the moment I suppose.
She was staring at the gummy bears. I like gummy bears.
'Gummy bears are nice.' I found myself saying. She jumped in surprise, almost like my voice broke a trance she was in.
'Yeah, I like them a lot haha. Which do you recommend?' Her voice was American. It was cute.
'The ones shaped like bears are a good place to start to be honest, love.' I said, not really meaning to sound sarcastic. Luckily she laughed. God was that a cute laugh.
'Thanks for your wonderful words of help, babe' she had a playful voice and god I loved it. I felt my cheeks heat up, just a tiny bit, teeny tiny bit, when she called me babe. Even though it meant nothing, duh, it was just a retaliation to me calling her love.
My eyes wandered over to my favourite section of the shop, the candy floss. I was a sucker for it and everyone knew. It was the way most people tried to woo me, and those who did knew how much I liked to say the word.
'Do you want some candy floss?' I asked her, hoping to lure her into the sugary web of goodness.
Her brow cocked up in confusion. 'Some what?'
I pointed over to the candy floss. 'Some candy floss.' I smiled my sticky sweet smile that I only ever use to get what I want. Of course it worked.
'Uhhh, sure?' She walked over with a slightly confused expression on her face, which quickly cleared up and was left with an expression of happiness. 'Oh you mean cotton candy! Sure I absolutely love this stuff haha.'
'It's my safe word.' I said with a blank expression. My eyes locked with her beautiful sooty brown eyes and I smirked as her face flushed.
'Y-y-your safe word?' She stuttered out, still with a flushed face. I couldn't help but coo mentally about how cute she looked.
'Yep.'
'Oh... that's... an interesting safe word.'
'I sound cute when I say it, and cute is my forte.' She smiled slightly at that, seeming to agree. She had three bags of candy floss in her hands. £4 each, so £12.
'That'll be £12 please, princess.' She blushes easy, I noted that as I saw her face go red again at the nickname. She muttered a little thank you as I gave her change to her, our hands touching slightly. My skin tingled after I touched her, her palm was smooth.
I turned around to pick something up when I felt a tap on my back. I turned around and was surprised to see bubblegum pink girl again.
She handed me a piece of paper that obviously had been ripped from the tag from the candy floss packet. It had a bunch of scribbles. When I looked up to ask what it was, she was out the door and I heard the light tingle of the bell.
"you're right, you sound amazing when you say 'candy floss'. Here's my number, candy floss girl :)'
Holy fuck yes.
