5SoS Preferences and Imagines

5. Meeting (Being Set Up)

Michael:

10:03am. "Y/N, your customer is here" Your co-worker yelled out to you. "Huh I don't have an customers scheduled till 12pm" you yelled back in response as you were filling the stock of hair products. She strides over to you and whispers "Oh you do, I booked him specially for you" she said wiggling her eye brows suggestively, you laughed it off thinking it was just a joke.
"Seriously, I booked a customer for you, he is really sweet but he wants something new, outrageous, radical, creative, wild, life changing and that's so out of my qualifications" she exaggerates causing you to roll your eyes. Sighing you make your way to the front of the store "Sorry for the wait, if you would please come through now" you say cheerfully guiding your customer to a chair.

The guy sat down and wiggled around trying to get comfortable. "I'm Michael" he says with a wide smile and tilting his head back to look up at you. "Well Michael, what exactly would you like?" "Your name and number" he smirks causing you to giggle "I meant with your hair silly" "naw does that mean you won't tell me your name or number?" He questions "My names Y/N, what do you want done with your hair?" you ask grazing your fingers through his hair looking at different ways to style it.

"Well Y/N do whatever just don't give me a quiff my friend already trade marked that." So that's exactly what you did. While washing and experimenting with his hair you made small talk and found out you had a lot in common, you got along like a house on fire. The completed masterpiece was purple, blue and black much like a galaxy then it was styled into a fringe and slightly spiked. It actually looked awesome especially with his pale complexion and light green eyes.

"OMG. That is simply ingenious Y/N one of the reasons why I have you my customer, I could have never come up with something as unique" your co-worker gushes "I know right, I love it, Y/N did a superb job. Although still waiting on her number." He winks. "You can wait all you want but I will not be giving it to you."
"Aw harsh" he pouts patting his chest as though you've hurt his heart
"She never said I wouldn't give you her number though" your co-worker pipes in handing Michael a small slip of paper with your mobile digits and skipping off proud with her matchmaking skills.

Luke:

"HAHA, in your face Y/N!" your best friend Michael said and poked his tongue out at you in a childish manner. You groan in response, "I demand another round, your totally cheating, I don't know how, but you are!" You complain and cross your arms over your chest acting just a childish. "Y/N this is the third time you've lost accept the fact and take your punishment like a man" he said in a deep voice.

"But you always give me crappy punishments like, eat a raw egg or bathe in strawberry syrup, that took 3 weeks to get out of my hair. I swear-" Michael began giggle "That rhymed"
"Michael!" you whined
"Alright. Alright I cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in my eye that I swear I won't give you a bad punishment" he grins widely at you. You give in and give him a look to say 'go ahead tell me what it is' "You have to go on a date with a person of my choice"

Three days later you had to fulfil your punishment. After a lot of whining and complaining, Michael refused to change your punishment. So now you were nervous as hell, going on a blind date with someone of Michael's choice, all you could think was he was setting you up with the worst possible person he could find, until you arrived at the restaurant and were being shown to your reserved table where a guy with a blonde quiff, broad shoulders and a perfect jaw line sat.

Your eyes widen in disbelief this guy was actually decent, in fact he was beyond decent, Michael had genuinely chosen a good blind date. When you got to the table he stood up towering over you. "Are you Y/N?" He asked nervously in a deep voice "Mhm and you must be Luke" you looked up at him shyly. His piercing blue eyes were mesmerising and you felt yourself being pulled into them until he broke eye contact and disappeared behind you and pulled out your chair.