**warning: plot twist**

Y/N POV

Me and my friend had decided to go to coffee before our shift started. This place was kinda close to Google so occasionally we saw no one attractive.

But recently another internship opened, so maybe this time?

We sat down with our iced lattes and began to chat away. We'd only sat at a two person table so she had sat facing the door.

"Yeah but even if she wanted to I'd walk up to her and slap her right across the-" She was ranting until her mouth dropped, staring at the door.

I heard the bell ring and I turned around, seeing a cute guy.

Scratch that.

Very attractive guy.

He had a beanie on top of his brown hair which was poking out the front, and glasses set on his nose.

I noticed the badge on his lanyard. Was he here for the internship?

"Y/n. I'm so getting you back with this." My friend said. I turned around to see her smirking.

"What? Is this gonna be revenge for that target thing? To be fair, you guys went on a date afterward-" But she cut me off.

"Yes and who cares. I dare you to..." She trailed off.

This is our friendship. Occasionally, meaning on chance of a miracle, we found a cute guy and took turns dare each other to go up to them and do something.

"Make him nervous." She smirked. I sighed and put my head in my hands.

By now the cute guy had gotten his coffee and sat down diagonal from us. My brain was racking ideas when a lightbulb when off.

"Hide our napkins." I told her. She did it without questioning and set them in her purse. I took a deep breath and got up. I took my coffee and dripped some on the table.

I made a small mess before waking a couple steps to his table.

"Excuse me." I softly said, adjusting my v-neck. He looked up from his phone, once and then back down before doing a double take.

"Uh- yeah?" He said. Almost there.

"I, uh, kinda spilt a little and we're out of napkins. Mind if I take some?" I asked. He looked at the napkin dispenser on the table and back at me to nod. I smiled and leaned over, slowly grabbing some napkins.

I looked through the corner of my eye to see him gawking at my top. He kept trying to look around, anywhere else but his eyes always fell back.

I leaned back, some napkins in my hand. He darted his eyes back to mine, his cheeks flushed.

I tried to walk away but his eyes staring into mine kept me looking into his.

I opened my mouth to speak, just to close it again. I took a breath and sat down across from him.

"Google, huh?" I finally spoke. He broke out of his trance and looked down to his own badge.

"Oh, uh yeah. You?" He asked. I shook my head, smiling.

"No, it's a bit too... rainbow?" I eased. Was that the right word?

"Oh trust me. I found that out the hard way." He sighed before pulling out a rainbow hat with a propeller on it. I threw my hand over my mouth, stifling a laugh.

"Yeah. Not wearing it." He shook his head, putting the hat back in his bag. I giggled, and he looked up quickly, smiling at me.

"Anyways, what brings you over here?" He asks. I quirk my eyebrow and lift up the napkins in my hand. He puts his hand over mine and lowers it back to the table.

"I saw your friend hide the napkins." He smirked. I felt my cheeks heat up and I lowers my gaze.

"Okay. You caught me. She just likes to embarrass me." I shrugged.

"Wow, am I that bad?" He slightly laughed. My eyes shot open when I realized what I'd said.

"No! Oh my gosh. No. Uh, she makes me walk up to attractive guys and- wow I shouldn't have said that." I said, putting my forehead on the table.

I heard him laugh and I shamefully brought my head back up. He kept his eyes on me as he smiled.

"Y/n." I heard and looked over to my friend who was standing up. "Our shift is starting soon."

I sadly nodded and looked back at the cute guy. "Well I should go."

I left the napkins on the table and followed her out the door. I was stopped by a hand grabbing my wrist halfway out the door.

I spin around to come face to face with Google guy. He smiled before putting a napkin in my hand.

"You forgot this." And he went back in.

I only felt one napkin and as I looked down at it I noticed writing.

Hey, thought we could talk more? (9192345690)

I smiled and put the napkin in my pocket, jogging to catch up to my friend.

~2 years later~

"So, what I'm getting from this story is that your boobs brought us together." Stuart smirked.

"No! That's not the summary of this at all!" I said, laughing.

We were sitting on our bed after coming home from our anniversary dinner. Stuart said this was the perfect time to tell our versions of the first time we met.

"Well I think so."

"I think you like my boobs more than me." I smirked. He let out loud laugh, before laying across my lap.

"They're definitely a nice benefit." He smirked, as I rolled my eyes.

"Wow. Thanks. Just for that, you can see them anymore." I laughed, putting my hands over my boobs.

He instantly pouted grabbing my hands. "No, I love you more than your boobs."

"Mhm. Sure." I said, refusing to look at him. I felt his body leave my lap as he grabbed my head and kissed me.

I eventually gave in and put my hands on the back of his neck. I was too into the kiss to notice one of his hands left the side of my face until I felt a squeeze on my left boob.

I immediately broke apart.

"Stuart Twombly!" I squealed. He had the biggest grin on his face as he sprinted out of the bedroom. I crawled off the bed and chased after him.

I followed him into the apartment living room, tackling him on the couch.

"Y/n, you're not helping." He sighed, looking up at me. I'd tackled him by laying on top of him.

"What? I thought you liked my boobs." I laughed, realizing they were pressing on his chest.

"You know, having a beautiful girlfriend is all fun and games until you have to use self control." He sighed. I giggled.

"Oh really?" I said, smiling. He nodded, his serious face not fading for a second.

"Yeah. They never tell you how hard it is." He sighs. I rolled my eyes.

"Oh poor you."

"I know. You're going to have to comfort me." He nodded, looking up at me like a child asking his parents for desert.

"Do I have to use my boobs?" I joked. He shook his head.

"No. Just you. You're all I need." He said, wrapping his arms tightly around me.

"You're too kind." I smiled, pecking his lips.

"Only for you." He said, pecking my lips.
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A/N:: ok I don't do this often but i might die from my own writing I want a Stuart ::