unlikely // jeff winger x reader

pt.7

(author pov)

back at your apartment you immediately got to work.

you grabbed the blue and red fabric needed for the coat and threw it on the couch.

next you threaded new blue thread into your sewing machine while jeff watched in awe. "wow." he said.

"take off your shirt." you said while pushing the navy thread through the needle.

"what?" he asked.

"i need to do measurements and fit the coat to you, take off your shirt." you said sternly.

he did as you asked to reveal his toned body. your face burned and was probably as red as the fabric on the couch.

"like what you see?" jeff said with a laugh.

"i- uh- um." you stuttered.

"kidding." he said while putting his hands up in surrender.

"so," you started, "im going to need to measure your shoulders, the height of your upper body, your arms your chest and your stomach. sound good?"

"sounds more than good." he gave a smile and laughed.

"perv." you said, giving a clear smile to him. his cheeks flushed a little bit.

you walked up to him and reached around his body with the tape measure in hand. he looked down at you and smiled, seeing your small frame below him.

(jeff pov)

'i shouldnt be thinking like this.' he thought to himself.

"alright," y/n mumbled, scribbling numbers on her hand.

she reached around me again but lower, around my chest but under my arms.

once again she scribbled down numbers on her hand.

she reached around me again, tightly pressing her body against mine to get another measurement. she seemed to linger and she drew the measuring tape back around me.

i looked down at her and she looked up, her eyes glossy with innocence. stop that.

"so, i have all of your measurements. i can use my pre made pattern... make this lon.... extend this..." her voice drifted off in my head, only thought about her soft skin pressed to mine.

(y/n pov)

i think jeff likes me.

no im sure.

i can almost garuntee he has a crush on me.

its no unwelcome gift, i may or may not have feelings stuffed deep down in the back of my head.

ready to burst from me at any moment. its almost unbearable.

i cut the fabric necessary for the garment and pined it in a breeze. before jeff knew it, he had a new coat.

"here." i said handing him the coat. he put it on and it fit perfectly. "now put the rest of your outfit on while i change into my dress." i said.

(author pov)

y/ns dress was gorgeous. she had probably spent 50 hours making it perfect. they would look amazing together, and they will.

y/n grabbed the pink dress from the box in her closet and removed almost all her clothes, only her panties left on.

she stepped into the dres and slid her arms through the sleeves.

its white lace shading her bust and surrounding her wrists. the pink ruffles down the dress making her look more flush than normal. she called out to jeff.

"hey! could you come to the bedroom i need your help!!" she yelled.
y/n heard footsteps coming up to the door and a knock.

"can i come in?"

"yeah im good." you said while turning towards the door.

wow.

jeffs muscular chest contained by his tight shirt, showed every toned outline and curve of his abdomen.

he stared in amazement at y/n, her gorgeous dress making her small stature even more glaring to him.

"could you help me tie up my dress?" y/n asked.

he nodded and walked over grabbing the faux silk ribbon on the back of her dress.

"how do you want me to tie this?" i asked.

(y/n pov)

i could feel how he loomed over me, even though i couldn't see him.

"pull it tight and tie a bow."

he did just as i asked and pulled it tight around my waist, i felt him tie a bow and turn me around.

"there." he said.

(author pov)

jeffs breath was taken away. you smoothed down your dress and smiled up at jeff in his suit.

"wait theres one more thing." you said. you went to your closet and pulled out a colonial hat. you reached up and put it on jeffs head. "there."

he straightened it out and smiled. "perfect." he said.

"before we head out i have to do my hair but thatll only take like 5 minutes."

5 minutes later your hair was done and your cheeks were a rosy pink.

"shall we?"

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