Well some stalking never hurt anyone.
Quickly closing your door and the lights in your living room, (not only for better view in dark, but it's harder for the person outside to see inside) you watched from your living room windows. Prepared to see the one and only Boxman, you were left dissapointed as another guy came out the red old Volvo. A darkbrown haired male wearing what seemed like a green hoodie. You couldn't really tell as it had gotten really dark by this time. Realising this probably was the shoe guy from 27 you shifted a bit from your not so comfortable position on the ground, when you suddenly saw that there was an armchair right beside you.
I could have sat down instead...
Sighing you took out your phone from your back pocket and looked at the time, 11:35 p.m. With a roll of your eyes you supported yourself on the ground with your arms, to get up. But as soon as it started, it stopped. For you had seen something.
Hiding a bit behind your crystal white curtains you watched as another man came out from the passenger seat. Gritting your teeth you muttered a "fuck you", because it wasn't who you were actually looking for. This guy had a green jacket with a purple hoodie matched with some blue jeans. He ruffled his hair, a bright ginger, before taking his phone to look at something. You got up the whole way this time when you saw a third door open, the backseat. You didn't want to waste more time so you would've walked away if it wasn't for that it was exactly who you were looking for. You stumbled back towards the window, staring from the shadows.
Just that moment he was out of the car he stared into the window of your house, right at you.
The thing was that you were standing up so were obviously NOT well hidden. He may have noticed and thought it was really rude of you to stare at them in such way. You felt your heart do a flip and your brain screamed for you to run and hide in your bed. So you did.
---
What if he was the shoe guy that lives across the street?
You couldn't sleep. As soon as you had laid down, your brain had apparently decided that you would sit and think of him instead. Oh how you wanted to know his name.
Only to ask what he was doing with your boxes, [Y/N]. Nothing more... I wonder how he is in bed though-
Wanting the thoughts away you logged onto youtube and watched a video in your recommendation. You snuggled closer to yout pillow and covers and in the end you actually reached your goal of falling asleep. All while still thinking about him...
Boxman.
YOU ARE READING
BOXMAN (Tord x Reader)
Hayran Kurgu(old fic-2019) You had lived a simple life at your parents' but it always felt like something was missing. When you finally move into your own house you suddenly get a mysterious guy in your hands. Often seeing him around your house makes you wonder...
