There's this customer he's really worried about. The guy looks rich and healthy so he doesn't really understand why would he spend so much money on junk food.
He comes to the McDonald's everyday to order something or the other and he can't help but get worried. It's good for the business of course but what the hell is wrong with the guy!?
There he is again, "Good afternoon Sir, today's special is Quarter Pounder With Cheese Bacon Burger and MIX by Tropic Berry, would you like to try that sir?" He asked with a bright grin, just like he is supposed to.
"Maa, yes please." the customer replied calmly, the guy is in his early or mid 20's has gravity defying silver hair, a part of the hair is covering one eye and half of his face is covered by a simple white anti-pollution mask.
"Would you like to stay and eat or takeaway Sir?" he asked even though he already knew the answer.
"Takeaway please." Knew it.
"Alright. Here's your bill, you will have to wait 15 minutes sir."
"Mmhmm." the customer nodded and sat on a table nearby busying himself in his phone and he, Naruto, sighed. He will talk to this man today.
Exactly 15 minutes later the customer, whose name he didn't know yet walked up to his counter and stood with both hands in pockets.
Naruto barely held back his eye roll at the wealthy man.
The fast food restaurant was mostly empty sake for two or three people including the silver haired one, it usually was around this time that's why he had chosen this time for shift. He needed money to pay bills for college and rent, after coming from a hectic day in college he could have some peace then when evening rolled in he would be fresh enough not to snap at any innocent customer.
He finally addressed the man standing before him in a lazy slouch, "You really shouldn't eat so much junk ttebayo. You must already know, but it's not good for your health."
The customer rose his visible eyebrow, "Maa maa, it's McDonald's not junk."
"It's junk Dattebayo! Don't eat so much of all this. You have a really nice body why are you ruining it?"
"I have a nice body eh?"
Naruto blushed, "I-I-I m-mean.." he shoved the packet into the chest of the customer and looked the other way, really embarrassed. Damn his motor mouth.
The customer chuckled and waved leaving. Naruto sighed.
The next day the customer came back again and Naruto frowned lightly. When he came to order he repeated the words he was supposed to say with a forced grin, his left eyebrow lightly twitching. The sliver haired man ordered the special of the day for takeaway and sat on a bench nearby, like always.
15 minutes later, "Stop eating so much junk. If you're really so much into fast food, eat Subway. It's healthier than McDonald's could ever be."
"Mmhmm." and left.
Next day, he was back, same drill, same talk.
Next day when he came back again, Naruto was ready for him.
When the man came to collect his takeaway, Naruto passed a book to him first. The man blinked at the book then at him. "Easy recipes for beginners?"
"Mmhmm. These are healthy, easy and fast to prepare. You'll like cooking, I love it dattebayo! Then you won't have to eat so much junk." Naruto chirped happily.
The man, what Naruto assumed, smiled at him when his eyes curved up lightly and Naruto blushed. "Thank you."
"Mm." Naruto smiled then reluctantly passed the takeaway.
