Street Boy: A Sapnap X Reader Story
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  • Reads 34,104
  • Votes 709
  • Parts 11
  • Time 45m
Ongoing, First published Oct 26, 2020
"Oh I'm so sorry." I say to the attractive guy standing in front of me.
 "Your okay, just watch where your going next time princess." He says with a smirk on his face.

I feel butterflies in my stomach, but why? Was it his soft brown eyes I could see in the low light of the street light? His cute smile? The little bit of stubble on his chin?
  "You done staring?" He let out a small chuckle and I automatically turn red, hopefully he couldn't see.
"I'm sorry again..."
  "Your good, I'll see you around." He puts his hands into his hoodie pockets and winks at me before disappearing into the dark alleyway.
"Woah." I quietly say to no one...
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