Touch touch touch touch, I can be your crush crush crush crush.
Hehee
You leaned against your shopping cart out of boredom turning to the next lane. You froze when you saw a boy stocking shelves. His ash blonde hair sticking up in every direction. You swallowed nervously as his crimson eyes wandered to you.
You bit your lip and he 'tched' and walked off. The image of him was burned into your brain. The black polo shirt and blue apron on his obviously toned body.
"Ugh." You groaned feeling a crush coming on.
You couldn't focus on what needed to get done. Shopping. You're on notice hoping that he won't run when he realized you were following him. You already recognized him as someone you follow, you've seen all his posts.
You tried to play it cool even thought you wanted to lung yourself at him and kss him. He makes it difficult to not ovethink, and when you're near him you turn all shades of pink.
You wanna touch him and not seem weird.
Your stomach did flips and tumbles like this was gymnastics. The nerves and butterflies going crazy, shskdfhe, go crazy. Shfoehdufehvi go stupid. Ahsidiwwkf go crazy!
You bit your lip, your mind wandering to fluffy fantasies of you two dating, like if this was out of a x reader book.
He could feel your stare but tried to play it cool, he had seen you at the store a few times, his breath a hitched whenever he saw you. He has a fascinantion with your presentation. He tried to get the most shifts hoping he would see you more.
He thought you were absolutely gorgeous, watching your carefree vibes as you rode around the store on the shopping carts. Or when you used the handicap carts that you sit on the scooter ones.
He found your ig and saw all the things you liked to do, he even tried it himself. But failed miserably. He never liked your photo t's, or texted you, or followed you. He knew your username by heart and internet stalked you.
(Lmao I knew a girl who's username was daddy.thanos.dick lmao)
But you did the same.
You had thought about texting him, but always doubted yourself and gave up. He wanted to text you, but it seemed weird to you. You discreetly followed him around the aisles and he allowed you too.
(Omg wait quick tea, there's this super cute guy at my local grocery shop and he's really cuteeee and I wanna say something to him. Ugh. I'm scared.)
He stole glances from you when your were pretending you weren't staring, his crimson eyes rarely catching your e.c ones. Once you grabbed all the items you needed, you headed to self checkout, but he rushed to open a line hoping you'd come.
You looked at the glowing light #6 and smiled softly before placing your items on the conveyer belt. He began to ring up your things and you hummed softly to yourself, afraid to say something.
"I'm l.n..." you said softly
He pointed to his name tag and said, "bakugou."
"Cool." You said standing there twiddling your fingers. "So... um, could I like.... get your number?" You asked looking at him through your lashes.
"Sure." He said glancing at you "23.97." He said.
You paid and he wrote his number on your receipt before handing it to you and winking at you. You rushed out of the store dancing all they way to your car. "Oh yea! Who's the man, er woman! Y.n's the woman!"
He chuckled at your gooofiness seeing your though the glass window at the front of the store.
593 words.
It felt cute, thought I'd throw that in. Sorry it was short. I'll be sure to do a Christmas special, but I might be busy later so.
Cya 🖤
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