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in the streets of new york, y/n was walking in the drizzle wearing her corduroy jacket, mom jeans, a black shirt, and her maroon dms. she saw a bright red sign that says 'record' and so she went in. the smell of vinyls filled through her nose. she went through many records. the smiths, queen, the cure. she smiled at the records because of the thought of having them at home. she hummed the song of clairo's song sis (honestly a good ass song ugh i love clairo) while scanning aroung the room. then something caught her eye. it was a vinyl of elton john. she loved elton john and she didn't have a vinyl 7" which was don't go breaking my heart. when she was about to grab it another hand was also on the vinyl. "oh sorry you can have it" the boy said in a thick russian accent. y/n looked up to see a tall boy with dark curls and freckles scattered all over his face. "huh, you like elton john pavlikovsky?" she recognized him immediately from her biology and algebra class. he was known for his bad habits; smoking, drinking, getting high. and he's bestfriend is the small boy theo. she had the same thought of him. classic bad boy who doesn't give a fuck about the world. but what she didn't know is that the cold blooded boy likes to listen to happy/sad and upbeat music. "no i don't. don't ever talk to me like that litso kukla (dollface)" he glared at her and y/n laughed on his embarrassment. "you're quite a charm boris" she smiled and grabbed the vinyl as she walks to the counter. skipping, boris followed her from behind. "that will be $15 dollars please" y/n fits her hand in her pocket to find a $20 bill. "i'll pay!" boris prolongs 'i'll' and slams the $20 on the table. boris gets the bag and links his arms to y/n as they walk out of the store. "are you high or something?" she unlinks their arms and snatches the bag from boris. boris laughs and pulls back his hair. "no! can't a boy just be happy to see his favorite little devushka (girl)?" boris ruffles his hair and y/n smacks his arm away. "look i'm not a-a toy! that you can play with so just get the hell away from me" boris held his hand to his chest and pretended that he was shot. "oh! don't go breaking my heart!" boris sang to her and held her two hands almost dancing. "i couldn't if i tried!" boris sang in kiki dee's tune and y/n laughing at his impersonation of her. "oh honey if i get restless!" boris screamed the lyrics making random head's turn that's walking on opposite directions. "shh boris!" y/n shushes boris and apologizes to the people walking around who stared at them like something was wrong with them. "c'mon honey sing!" boris pulls y/n closer to his chest as y/n gets all flustered. "baby you're not that kind!" she sings softly making boris' stomach flip and heart explode. "ohh ohh nobody knows it!" they both sang and danced in the rain. "when i was down" boris looked at y/n "i was your clown!" boris twirls y/n in the rain as they finished the song.
the two shared jokes and told stories the whole day and boris walked y/n home. "thanks for walking me home boris" y/n smiles at him making him smile as well "no problem baby". they both stood at her front porch in awkward silence until y/n broke it. "hey boris?" boris hums in response looking up from staring at the floor. "you're not as bad as i thought you would be" boris smiles from ear to ear and pecks y/n on the cheek "you too honey"
