Gay shit.
(But only if you want it to be)
Y/N worked at Chargrill Charlie's, a particularly busy fast food outlet. They couldn't say they loved working there, but it would suffice until a full time job was within reach.
At 10:30 pm on a Friday night, Jared drove through the traffic to pick up his beloved Y/N. He eventually pulled up outside the food outlet, greeted by their tired face, decorated with bags along with dark rings underneath their eyes dark enough to challenge Virgil's eyeshadow.
Their hands were clamped beneath their arms, their ridiculously thin jacket barley shielding them from the cold wind's vicious bite.
They sped towards the car, Jared leaning over and opening it for them from the inside. As their stiff back hit the soft leather of Jared's car, they sighed in relief.
The couple's fingers wove together as Jared drove steadily on the busy road home.
Y/N felt themself slip into the realm of rest.
Y/N felt the car come to a halt in Jared's driveway.
Y/N felt a pair of chapped lips press their against cheek.
Y/N felt her eyes close, and warmth embrace her into slumber.
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Musical Oneshots
Fanfiction(The title) including Dear Evan Hansen, Heathers, Be more chill, Mean Girls, Hamilton and probably others, feel free to request any ship and any scenario other than smut. Plenty of swearing and plenty of cronchy flavour.
