One day Dakota was walking down the street to the local seven eleven, he pulled up his jacket as a slight wind pushed his tossed long hair. He was having trouble in school and at home, it seemed that no one seemed to get him, well... there was one person, but he didn't know them irl, just online. They went by AI, he didn't actually know what it stood for, he just assumed it was initials. Nonetheless he was completely and totally in love with them, and sure in may be weird to be in love with somebody you have never met or seen a picture of but that really didn't stop him. They had been talking for almost six months now and Dakota was starting to realize that if he didn't confess soon then they might start dating someone else. The moment that Dakota opens the door to the seven eleven he noticed a person standing by the slushy machine, they had bright red hair and piercings. He wasn't really paying attention to his surroundings as he admired the handsome stranger, this ultimately was what caused him to bump into another costumer and accidentally falling into the red haired male. Dakota quickly scrambled out of the other males muscled arms.
"I am so sorry!" Dakota quickly apologized to the hottie next to him. The stranger chuckled, it sounded deep and masculine, almost raspy, like he was a smoker. "You're fine twig,"
Dakotas eyebrows furrowed, twig? Was this random attractive stranger in a seven eleven at 3 am calling him a twig? He didn't know whether to be insulted or to laugh. Apparently the other man decided for him, bursting out in a booming laughter, it was so sudden and random that it startled Dakota. "I'm just kidding dude! But if you really where sorry you'd do me the favor of giving me your number?" Now this wasn't as surprising to Dakota, of course it was weird this was a seven eleven at 3 am after all, but he got asked for his number quite frequently, he just assumed that people took pity on him for his mediocre looks, unlike his best friend who as everyone knows is the most attractive person that Dakota knew. Dakota quickly entered his number into the mans phone. "By the way, I didn't get your name?" Dakotas tells the man, suggesting with his tone the male tell him. "Oh yeah it's anger issues, but you can call me AI." The attractive not so stranger said with a wink. Dakota was frozen there in shock, AI walking out the seven eleven door and into the night.****443 words ****
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