Eddsworld Oneshots

Your Pretty Boi (Matt x Reader)

   Waking up wasn't the hard part. It was getting out of bed that took metaphorically ten years. Once you finally managed to do so, you got out of your pajamas, and started to get ready for work.
   The coffee shop. The Little Coffee Shop. Just thinking of that place makes you really happy.
   You had founded that place with your best friend, Alyssa and her boyfriend Hunter. The place was a popular place, since it was 60's themed and in the middle of town.
   Plus, the most regular customer was hot. Ace!
   You grabbed your car keys and practically kicked open your front door. Time for another day in heaven. Depending on the customers, of course. Hopefully you don't get that asshole that pretty much only comes to fight with you.
   Starting the car, you pulled out of your driveway and started towards the coffee shop. Even through your grogginess, a smile made it's way to your face. This oughta be a good day, or else the writer, Savv, will get a big punch to the face. She totally won't see it coming.
   Finally, you made it to the shop, it's simple and happy sign making your mood even better. You parked in the same place as always, and let out a yawn.
   Getting our of the car, you stretched a bit and pushed open the employee only door. Alyssa smiled and greeted you with a wave, then getting back to making an iced coffee while Hunter said 'hi' from the cash register.
   "What's my first job of the day?" You asked, cracking your knuckles and leaning on the counter.
   "CC frapp, table 3." Alyssa barely looked up from what she was doing as she said this, and shortly after exited the room to serve someone. You got started on the chocolate chip frappucino, and once you were done, you started to head towards table three. Guess who it was? The hot ginger named Matt who you absolutely adored. Wait, you meant adored SERVING. Of course. Also, he was extremely nice, and funny, and amazing, and hooooot.
   Clearing your mind of all those thoughts, you handed him the chocolate chip frappucino with a smile. He smiled back. Oh, his smile, it was so cute and sincere and sweet and... Uuuugh, shut up, (y/n).
   "Thanks!" he happily chirped.
   "Mhm!" you hummed. Then, it went quiet, both of you just staring into each other's eyes. After awhile of silence, you cleared your throat. "That'll be £2.49"
   Matt blinked, and rapidly handed you the money. You gave your thanks with a small smile, and returned to the kitchen. While setting the money down to be put in the cashier later, you noticed a small slip of paper in between them.
   You carefully took it out and saw what was on it: a phone number. GOD, this better not be a prank. But, Matt wouldn't do that... Then again, he has a horrible memory, and...
   With a deep breath, you cleared your mind. You reassured yourself that this WAS Matt's number. You reassured yourself that you just scored the best man in the world.
   When you got back after an excruciatingly long day of work, you decided to call the number. Boy, this takes a lot of guts, huh? Each number you typed into your phone felt like it was taking an eternity by itself.
   Then, you hit the call. Silence filled your ears, and just as you were starting to worry you typed it in wrong or something, someone picked up.
   "Hello?" A familiar adorbale British voice called.
   "Hi! It's me, (y/n)!" You only JUST saved yourself from a voice crack there. That could've been bad.
   "Oh, hi, (y/n but s a i d w r o n g bc it's Matt)!"
   Ignoring the mispronunciation, you laughed. "I thought you gave me a fake number for a bit."
   "Why would I ever do that?! You're too pretty for me to be that mean to you!" It seemed like he realized what he said as he choked a bit.
   You went silent for a few seconds, but then said, "Ohhhh, you think I'm pretty, now, do you~?" (I swear you're doing a Lenny face)
   "... Y-yeah..."
   Okay, now you were a blushing mess. "O-oh. Ah.. oh. R-really?" Look, you're crush just gave you his phone number AND called you pretty, what else would you expect other than stuttering.
   "Mhm." He went quiet after he let our that nervous hum.
   "Well, ah.. I think you're prettier."
   "What?! No, you're the prettiest!"
   This fight went on for awhile until you finally gave in and Matt won. He was finally your pretty boi.