When I Met You. (Jason Momoa FanFic)

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This is something I did in the spur of the moment. I love Jason Momoa and I thought where can I let out these feelings without being a creep? A Fan-Fic! I hope you guys enjoy! Let's get this so popular that he reads and reacts to it! I'm sure that would be hilarious! Also, I haven't written in the third person before so I apologize for anything seeming off or weird and forgive me in advance. Once again enjoy!

Akoya Kailani

It was an off day this morning. First, I, who am the earliest bird anyone will ever meet, woke up late. I didn't have a late night or anything like that I just woke up late. Luckily, it's not like I had a day job to go to.

I was a majored in college as a Marine Biologist with a minor in writing. But instead of doing what I majored in,  like a goof, I wrote as an Author with one of my books making it big enough for me to live comfortably. But, that was years ago. I wrote a book about marine biology, the in's and out's, basically a dummies guidebook, and now it is a textbook used in high schools and a required text in some colleges courses in the U.S.

I hopped out of bed and just opted to have a chill day instead of writing. I already woke up late, so I wasn't in the headspace to write another big break.

I took a shower and make some breakfast in my kitchen. Just some sunny-side eggs with toast and avocado. I tried to eat healthy when I could and take care of my body because I knew I was creeping up on 30 and I wanted to be one of those old people that are on Ellen doing back-flips and crazy good yoga.

I decided to head to the grocery store stock up on groceries. On Thursday and Monday's my local outdoor market always got shipments of Fresh fruits and vegetables and since I was such a nut about it I almost never missed a day. I was there so much they knew my name and even some days, set aside what they knew I'd want if they were starting to sell out or got a small shipment of it.

I get on my bike --yes a bike. First of all, it's more cost efficient and it doesn't pollute the earth. After studying Marine Biology and seeing all the trash people put into the ocean made me care a lot more about the earth.

After a short ride, I get off and tie it to a bike rack and make sure I tie it up tight, because unfortunately even it a kind small beautiful town people steal. 

I put on my book bag and walk into the local market.

"Lani!" Kale shouts to me from the first stand.

His name was Kaleo Makana but it was a lot easier to call him 'Kale'. He was a little older than me and if he wasn't slaving in this market all day he would probably be my best friend. Some people may be thinking what about a lover? No.. He is in the closet. So no. Not a lover.

"Kale!" I say mimicking his enthusiasm, as I jog up to his stand.

"What have you got for me today?" I say as I stop abruptly in front of his shop already picking up and observing the fruits.

"Well, I only have citrus here." He says disappointedly.

 "Well then, I'll have one of everything and two Lemon and Grapefruit," I say.

Citrus never really sold that well but Kale always got stuck with it, so he struggled to make enough whenever he had it. So I always bought some even if I knew I wouldn't use it.

"Thanks!" I say handing him the money for it with a little extra.

"You truly are from heaven, Lani!" He says putting it in his money box.

I smile and turn away walking off to the next stand.

I buy a little bit of everything. Such as broccoli, lettuce, cucumber etc and I made to be sure to grab extra of my favorite- avocado.

I settled everything I bought into my bookbag and unlocked my bike.

I got on it and headed to my next stop, the grocery store.

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After ages of pedaling, It was a lot harder to pedal because I had more things now I finally arrive and chain my bike again.

I head into the grocery store.

I came to the grocery store for basic household items and deli meats. I loved the earth and all, but I couldn't bring myself to go vegan. I had a phase in college where I went a good six months without it, but then I went on a trip and went to this place called "The Shake Shack" and my college friends begged me to try it- and so I did- and I had a relapse. I compromise with trying to eat less meat but I don't think I could give it up completely.

I was walking through the meat section after grabbing a few things I needed for my house. I stopped to pick up a package of beef and that's when I saw...

Jason Momoa.

...Her.

She had a few things in a small shopping basket and was looking in the beef section at steaks.

She was already looking at me. I noticed her hair which was wild, big and curly. Not tangled, but enough to show she was maybe a little... free-spirited, Which I liked about people. And loved about my wife or ex-wife...

She may have noticed who I am, despite my awful disguise, she swiftly whips her head back to look back at whatever she picked up. But it was too late I already saw her looking, so I walk over.

But I don't say anything I just stand close enough for her to know I'm there but not too much to where I'm in her personal space.

She doesn't turn her head but I can tell she is side-eyeing me. She seems like the type to not say anything if she wanted a picture. 

"Is it any good?" I say, it startles her a bit but she recovers fast.

"Oh! The meat? Yeah... It's good." She says.

"I come at least once a month and buy it. I cook it when I feel like splurging." She adds seeming a lot calmer and personable now.

"How do you make it?" I asked turning towards her now, deepening the conversation.

"I just make it with garlic powder, and I put butter in a pan..." She continues to talk but I tune it out accidentally. Now focusing on her features since she turned toward me as well.

Her eyes were a very light brown, hazel even. She has long eyelashes and by her hair, I could tell she was Hawaiian. She was also pretty tall, but I was still taller. Her skin was Caramel and her hair a very dark brown. Her lips were two-toned, her top lip brown but her bottom was pink. That sounds weird but it actually works.

"and then I make it with maybe some spinach and mashed potatoes on the side. Gotta make sure you have green somewhere in there, right?" I tune back in.

"Right," I say taking my sunglasses off. 

I heard about 35% of what she said...

She's either shocked and acting like she's not, doesn't care about who I am, or doesn't know who I am.

"What's your name?" I ask with the mission to find out which one.

"Akoya." She says.

"You Hawaiian?" I ask, knowing she probably is.

"Akoya Kailani." She states her full name, knowing that it'd answer my question.

"I'm Jason," I say stretching my hand out for her to shake.

"I know who you are." She says grabbing my hand with a tighter grip than I'd expect.

I smile, intrigued.

"Well, it was nice to meet you, Jason." She says putting the meat into her basket. "I guess I'll see you around." She adds walking away.

I smile in response letting her walk away. Slightly disappointed I didn't get a full answer but still slightly... interested.