It was early in the morning, you didn't want to be late. You opened the app hippodaters, the person you matched up with last week lives nearby. A new restaurant opened up at the corner. Apparently, they worked there and invited you after their shift...

You arrived an hour early because why not?
It's not like you want to see them in their work uniform. Even though you are a designer looking for some inspo. Suddenly you trip falling into them Redkoolaid006...
"Ack..."
Your glasses fell off and you can't see anything.

You drop to the ground fumbling on the cold tile to find your glasses. They lean down and wave a hand over your eyes.
"Need these?" they place the glasses in your hand.

"Oh uhm.. thank ... You?! Oh, this is embarrassing Red...haha"
You say as you put on your glasses before realizing it's him. You look away out of pure embarrassment. He tied his hair up today, you admire it.

He stands and you're taken aback by his height before standing as well. "I'm glad we could finally meet in person." he says.

"Y-yeah... Sorry I've been so worked up, anyways aren't you on your shift right now?"

You snapped back to reality changing the subject.

"They can go without me for a while. I'd rather be with you anyway."

"Oh, wow you're forward..."
You scoff rolling your eyes, crossing your arms you wonder of what to say next.

He sighs loudly.
"Well, can I get away with it, Five?"

"Forwardness won't sway me like your demon dream girl." you smirk bathing in sarcasm predicting what he'll do next.

"Dream girl...Who said I wanted a girl?" He dawns over you as his voice trails off.

You laugh sheepishly as he moves in closer.
"You'll have to try harder than that!"

You push his face away, "Now... We could go to a cafe, or somewhere nice." You instantly pull out your phone searching up the nearest places.

"There's a festival of course it's still setting up. But we could go shawty." He licks the inner palm of your hand.

"That's all? Disappointing." You remove your hand wiping it off on his chest. Disgusting with the wordplay of shawty, there's millions of other things to use.

"If you wanted more you should just beg for it"

"Begging? That's low of you to ask. I'm sorry if you take me for a doormat."

"Hm...l shall we go, my prince? ~"

He held out his gentlesome hand.

You take hold of it and can't help but show a slight smirk.

Soon you walk together eating a crisp delight.

Butterflies fill you as the thought of your beautiful cat Monochrome the fourth.

Short for M chrome, you just got her a month ago. The thought of her makes you groan in pleasure. A sense of responsibility to add to your already jammed packed work schedule.

You start to think of new things to buy for your cat. Soon you finish the chocolate croissant. Red stops, "You have some on your cheek."

You wipe your cheek completely missing it. "Tsk...Let me." They bring you in and with a wet soggy tongue. He dragged his tongue out with a single breath.

Your hands wouldn't do anything.

As if you froze, he wrapped you in his grasp. Lifted your chin and wiped your cheek softly.

He pulled away slowly and only then his eyes dawned on you. His eyes were unpredictable. He surprises you every time you get closer.

"Either that I'm a total weirdo or a person with no social skills." The constant indecisive comments overflowed in your head.

It was like the last night ramen you made where you dropped it all on the floor. Rest in the trash, untouched ramen.

Although the thoughts had one similar message, if he liked you.

"God, being an introvert..."

You said to yourself.

only thing that echoed in your mind is if he liked you.

"What was that?"
Red said clueless, scattered brain you remembered he licked your face! Not only do you not like people touching your face. G E R M S!

"Ew... You could've used a napkin."

"Well maybe I just wanted to taste your salty unmoisturized face."

"With my fat pimple?! What if it exploded and all the pus got in your mouth!"

"I would eat it delightfully."

"What gross!"

You pushed him away laughing.

"Well, I have to walk back to work."

"Awh... Well thank you, when do you get off?"

"3 o'clock walk me back?"

"Okay clingy."

"As long as I get to see you."

You went back to your apartment. New people were moving in already. The old people used to make food and party all night. Making it home you sat wondering what you'd say when he comes over... Redkoolaid006.

Funny name... right?

You change out of the baggy sweater and into more fitted clothes. A casual brown turtleneck with slightly baggy black pants.

You walk to check if your cat is still alive.

"Chrome? C'mere kitty kitty."

She jumps out of the cat tower onto you.

"A bit more attached lately, are we?"

M chrome meows in delight. 

Stepping into the kitchen, you see your sister. "AH! Oh Amelia... Why are you here and how did you get in...?"

"Well, I just wanted to hang out with you. I texted you. We planned this last week."

"Oh! Damn it, I thought that was next week."

"It's okay, now where were you? Your cheeks are all red and rosy." Amelia grins ready to gossip.

"I was on a kinda date? pretty normal he still has work today."

"He? Now you gotta show me a picture."

"Okay you kindergartner."

She rolls her eyes and grabs her phone.

"What's his handle?"

"Redkoolaid006"

You put away your bag and sit on the white couch with your sister. She goes to Red's profile and gasps with excitement. "Boy if this man cooks, you're set for life."

"You know he does heheh, he works like at Qutin street, the new restaurant."

"Now let's swap lovers."
She puts down her phone smiling.

"No way! He mine honey lol"
You both laugh but you know Ameila wants something,
She just has this aura even with how hard she tries to hide it.

"Anyways I'm having a girls night ya know and Carter's is planning to go to the spa to have a BROS NIGHT rawr." Ameila says in a deep voice mocking Carter.

"Pffff But I-I'm really busy this week."
You don't like Carter neither do you like the thought of being in the same room.

"You could bring your new man!"
She makes the giga chad face.

"To a spa???"

"Yeah skincare is hot, very hot indeed..."
She wiggles her eyebrows up and down

"I feel like you just want me to hangout with Carter."

"No, I just think you should be more with the family. You closed yourself off after they died."

I sigh deeply, removing my glasses. I rub my eyes, "You know what Ameila, I just don't think I'm ready."

I don't like Carter because he's the exact same as Chrissy.

Chrissy Craftsworth.

You used to be super depressed before you met their youngest brother Milo Craftsworth.

The only thing that mattered to you was to have at least one person you could talk to. But that person died five years ago...

It was your birthday and you wanted to hangout with one single person. Milo Craftsworth, your best friend.

The only person who wouldn't treat you like a lost pet.

You met because of your sister's friend Chrissy Craftworth. Twins but anything other than alike.

You were both walking around the abandoned middle school you used to go to. Milo wanted to go because of the quietness little did you know it would turn to be the one thing you despise.

Milo wasn't alright, he had just got out of some random debt and had been stressed over being fired. He wanted to get high with the one person he considered normal. Milo had also been drinking, overwhelmed with seeing his mom along with the rest of his family.

Both being the black sheeps of the family you didn't mind before Milo collapsed shaking having a seizure. The police didn't make it in time, and you watched as he slowly died in your arms. A burning memory.

"Uhm I just don't want any drama." You laugh breathlessly Carter doesn't care about being a normal human being. Your eyesight starts getting glassy with the pain in your chest. Only if Ameila knew what they say.

"They'll just be talking about sports, somehow he has a good job."

"Ameila please."

"Okay... Think about it though. Well, let me go before Chrissy realizes I left. I swear that woman has no chill!"

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