CrushxReader One-Shots

~Perfect View~

Comments might not make sense again since I completely changed the original plot.
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"I swear B/f/n, I have never seen a man this fine in real life."

Having just left her usual coffee shop, Y/n decided to take a nice, leisurely walk through the nearby park as she spoke to her best friend over the phone.

"I'm not gonna lie Y/n, I don't really believe you," B/f/n spoke. "I mean, you don't really have the best track record."

Y/n scoffed, "Look who's talking." She started walking towards a bench with one of the best views as she continued on the phone, "You don't understand. You know I go to this coffee shop every week, but I've never seen him before. I couldn't stop staring. I'm like 90% sure he caught me looking a couple times."

B/f/n laughed and just as Y/n was about to go into more detail about what the guy looked like, she felt someone fall into step beside her. Turning to the side so she could make a face at the stranger's lack of manners, she was instead met with a person that caused her to almost faceplant onto the pavement.

"I did catch you a couple of times, and to be honest, I was starting to worry there was something on my face," the stranger said, sending a smirk her way. "But if it makes you feel any better, I only caught you 'cause I was staring too."

"Christ, I'll call you back B/f/n."

Y/n quickly hung up the phone and immediately began rambling, much to the stranger's enjoyment.

"Um, so obviously I didn't mean for you to hear that conversation. That was probably a little creepy, not that you aren't used to being stared at— I mean," she shot him a knowing look, "But I can choose a new favorite coffee shop, there are, like, a billion here in this city." Y/n was half-joking, as the stranger looked at her with an amused expression.

"Nah, nothing can beat your current favorite. Where else are you gonna be able to get such a good view?" Y/n's jaw dropped at what he was implying, and the stranger bursted out in laughter at her expression. "I'm C/n, by the way. In case you wanted to give — B/f/n, was it? — a proper update."

Y/n groaned, "Please stop reminding me of that phone call." She gave a sheepish smile before quickly adding, "I'm Y/n."

He grinned at her and Y/n couldn't help but look back warily.

"So, I get I was talking pretty loud, but did you want an apology or..." Y/n's voice trailed off, illustrating her confusion at why C/n was still walking with her, or had even approached her in the first place.

"I don't need an apology," C/n laughed again, "but there is something you can help me with."

Y/n raised an eyebrow, urging him to continue so she could get this immensley embarrassing situation over with.

"I usually go to that coffee shop every Monday, but I ended up coming today off a whim, so I'm gonna need you to confirm, do you come every Wednesday? Or was it just this Wednesday you happened to go?"

Y/n's expression was still one of confusion, "I go every Wednesday?"

"Perfect!" C/n replied enthusiastically, "What a great way to break up my work week. I'll see you next Wednesday then."

He gave her one last big smile before walking back the way they had come from. Y/n's mind was reeling as she watched him leave. Just as she was about to pull out her phone, he turned back around in her direction.

"Oh, I'll wait for you at your usual table. It'll be easier if we're next to each other so you don't strain your eyes."

He laughed once more as Y/n stared at him in disbelief before finally walking away without looking back. After a minute of staring at his reatreating form, Y/n finally made it to the bench she was seeking. Pulling out her phone, she tapped to the "Favorites" of her contact's list.

"B/f/n, you're not gonna believe what just happened."