𝖣𝖺𝗇𝗂𝖾𝗅
a week later on a very slow day I'm scrubbing down the counter because the last customer spilt soda and didn't tell me until leaving...

"Hello." A familiar voice says infront of me.

"Oh hi." I smile awkwardly and stop my aggressive scrubbing.

"May I get just two eclairs?" He asks. I look up and see the guy who asked me for my number last week.

"Yes. I'll grab them in just a second." I smile and wipe my hands on my apron and put gloves on and put the eclairs in a box.

"Can I also have your number?" He asks. I purse my lips and scribble my number on the inside of the lid.

"That's 4.78" I push the closed box towards him.

"Awe man no number again?" He jokes.

"Maybe check your box? Make sure I got things right?" I blush. He does and gives me a huge smile.

"Thank you so much! I'll text you right now!"

𝖧𝗈𝗌𝗎𝗁
My shift is halfway over and I NEED that drink that guy promised to bring. Was I not clear enough about where I was working?

"Hey (y/n) some guy is looking for you with a drink." My coworker says to me.

"Where!" I snap.

"Front desk. Chill keep your scrubs on. You're still working." He laughs. I roll my eyes and hurry to the front desk and see him there.

"There you are (y/n). Sorry for taking a bit. My friends were fighting and I had to fix it." He pushing his hair back shyly.

"Hosuh you are a savior." I smile taking the drink from him.

"No... it's the least I could do. I mean your saving people." He laughs awkwardly.

"Have my number. You said that maybe a date would be a good start. We can definitely go on a date." I smile sipping the heavenly drink.

"Ok... ok..." he types my number in his phone and sends me a message.

"I can't text back until after my shift but I'll get back to you. Thank you so much Hosuh." I hug him.

"You don't need to (y/n)"

𝖲𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗇
I sit awkwardly waiting for that guy to show up to repay me. I'm honestly not expecting him to show up. It's just not going to happen.

"Hey. So wanna go to the Italian restaurant?" I hear that familiar voice says.

"Sure. I'm (Y/n) by the way." I hold my hand out.

"I'm stephen." He grabs it and pulls me along to the line. We eat dinner and get along really well.

"Hey here's my number. Maybe we can do this again?" I hand him a slip of paper.

"Definitely. I'll text you right now." He texts me a bunch of weird emojis.

"Awesome. Now where were we?" I laugh pocketing my phone and we continue talking.

𝖩𝖺𝗒
"Hey! Uh... hi..." I hear someone behind me. I turn around and see that guy who dropped his wallet earlier this week. I wave at him with a smile.

"I just wanted to thank you for returning my wallet." He smiles.

'No problem' I sign blushing.

"C-can you spell that out and slowly... I know the alphabet and that's about it." He laughs awkwardly.

'Sure. It was no problem." I follow his instructions.

"Here. Just... as a thank you." He hands me a couple dollars and a piece of paper.

'I don't need anything' I refuse the money.

"Please?" He looks a bit desperate.

'Ok. Thank you.' I look at the piece of paper and see a phone number. I look up but he's gone.

𝖦𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇
I'm walking out of the gym when I'm literally ran over. I look up at my assailant and see a guy on the verge on tears helping me up.

"Sorry..." he mutters and turns to continue walking inside.

"No it's fine, are you ok?" I ask gently grabbing his shoulder.

"No not really... thanks for asking though." He gives a weak smile.

"Hey I can listen to you if you need to talk," I hand him my business card, "I'm usually free."

"Thank you... I'm gavin by the way." He takes it and laughs softly.

"I'm (y/n)."

𝖤𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗌
After a couple of classes together I look at my apron and see a phone number pinned to it and "cook off?" Written on it. I blush and stalk off to see that guy wink at me.