Outsiders Preferences, Imagines And Headcannons

Jealousy

I'm feeling mean rn...be careful... Like...I might punch a girl in her...Baymax, hi...

The gang was at the diner and Brook was working, she didn't realize the gang was there until Tiffany came back into the back.

"This gang walked in and they are hot as all hell! I call them!"

Brook never liked Tiffany, she was so flirty with all the guys she had to do. "Ok, Tiff. Go do your thing."

A few minutes later she walked over to me. "I gave one my number! Two actually! They also introduced themselves!" Tiffany came back happy. "I gave my numbers to Dallas and I think his name was Ian."

Brook dropped her pen at the name. She hid her anger and smiled. "Remember Tiffany, you have a boyfriend."

"Ian's cute, so I might just leave him."

"I think he's taken." Brook chuckled nervously, losing her patience. "I think I'll take the table, some socs asked for you."

"Then I'll steal her man." Tiffany shrugged. "No one can be compared to me. He probably doesn't even love her."

Brook slammed her hands on the counter, both trapping Tiffany. "That girl is me, Tiff. So keep your hands off him or so help me." She growled in a low voice so no one else heard. "I think I should take the table." She put on a fake smile.

"Y-yeah. Sorry..." Tiffany gave in and handed her their order.

A few minutes later she brought out their food and the gang looked at her. "Hey!" They greeted her.

"What happened to that Tiffany girl?" Two-Bit asked.

"She wanted to switch tables. Don't know why." She lied.

Ian raised an eyebrow at her and she smiled at him. "Get her number Dal?" Brook looked at the criminal.

"Yeah, she was too perky so I tore it up. Ian tore his in a second." Dallas chuckled.

"I should get back to work. Need anything else?"

"Yeah, your number." Ian winked at her.

"It's up your ass and to the left. Also on your hand." She chuckled and pointed to the numbers on his hand. "You've also memorized it."

"That I have." Ian admitted.

"It's hilarious, if he forgets it for a second then he freaks out." Curly ratted him out. There was a thud under the table. "Ow!" Curly snarled.

"I'll be back later." Brook chuckled and headed back.

"Brook, I really didn't know. I'm sorry." Tiffany looked terrified.

Ethan looked around the corner and gave her a weird look. "It's fine Tiffany." Brook accepted her and she scuffed her foot with a thud as she scared Ethan away. He then came back with a smile.

"Ian is a sly man." He chuckled and soon headed off to go to his table.

"I gotta go. Bye." Tiffany clocked out and left.

This was really bad...oops...

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