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❝well, what about you taking me on a date?❞
stranger!parkjeongseong x conveniecestoreworker!fem!reader
genre drabble, fluff with light angst in the beginning || w.c 1.1k || warnings like one curse word, lowercase intended
goosebumps raised on his skin as the cold breeze continued to graze against him. the roses he had gripped in his hands were long forgotten on the ground, so was the female he had asked out on a date. he silently cursed the female population for being so demanding, wanting so much yet giving so little. the female he had asked out on that specific day was meant to be the dream he had always been pondering. she was crowned prom queen in high school and knew exactly how to capture any man's heart, including his. to say she was his type was an understatement. she was beyond his type, from her feminine fashion sense to the red soled heels she wore daily.
his eyes wandered away from the misery unfolding in front of him, cold breeze thoroughly piercing through the layers of his skin as he shivered in the freezing night. the moon was shining so brightly he swore it could light up the shaggy town he resided in. his gaze managed to slide into the convenience store he stood in front of, eyes lingering on an unsuspecting female who was checking herself out through the convex mirror of the store. her face was extremely distorted from the curved mirror, making her look large since she was directly below it. it was a sight to see that managed to make him let out a chuckle of some sort.
the miserable moon began to rise higher as he realised it had been a whole hour since he was stood up. the lack of human activity in the area irked him, aside from the gothic looking female in the convenience store. boredom took over his mind as he delicately placed a cigarette between his chapped lips, lighting it with his disposable lighter. puffs of smoke began arising from his lungs out into the midnight air, calming his nerves. he was in a position where he had full authority to be upset and yet he didn’t feel an ounce of anger seep through his bones. it was probably the nicotine altering his thoughts.
the female in the convenience store thought it was amusing. you had been eyeing the male outside of the obnoxiously commercially large windows the store owned. you saw his steps towards the spot he’d been standing for an hour too long, his excited face and lit up eyes. his lips curled in a cute way you couldn’t put it to words. all that went out of your head the second your eyes landed on the roses he gripped in his hands.
ah, he’s waiting for his girlfriend.
you disappointedly went back to doing whatever you were tasked to do that night as the thoughts of the male had completely escaped your mind. that was until 30 minutes after his initial arrival. no sight of another female lurking in the area were to be found. at this point, you could tell he was stood up. by the way his eyebrows slightly furrowed and his pretty plump lips began to chap from the freezing temperatures outside. you contemplated on inviting him into the store where the heaters were on, but that would mean you’d have to exit the store without your bundles of clothing draped around you. and you were prone to getting sick, so that was a no go.
you came to the conclusion to wait a little longer, shamelessly eyeing him from the counter. he didn’t seem to be budging from his spot. in fact, he seemed to have adapted to the specific patch of snow as he was already starting to smoke. usually, you’d go out of your way and scold whoever smoked in front of the store during your shift hours but you decided to let it slide. he was an attractive stranger that served as great eye candy during your boring shift after all. it wouldn’t hurt to drive away customers (if there were any) at the moment.
another 20 minutes go by and the man seems to have no plan on stopping the lung damage he had committed in front of the store. as if it was a mere coincidence, your shift was about to end in 10 minutes. a smirk plastered on your face as you began loosely draping your jacket and scarves around your body. you had 0 care about the fact that you were clocking out way too early as your manager would say. well fuck your manager, no one was coming by anyways. you exited the vicinage with a smile plastered on your face, the door making a slight ding as it allerted the male by the door.
your gaze turned to him, taking in his appearance fully now. man was he one heck of an attractive male up close. he seemed to have noticed you shamelessly checking him out, waving his hand awkwardly with his cigarette between his fingers. you simply smiled back, inching closer to where he stood.
the first thing he noticed about you was your striking graphic eyeliner, it complimented the eyeshadow you had lightly patted onto your eyelids perfectly. even if you looked like some sort of vampire out of a 90’s magazine. you had a retro aura surrounding you, from the lowrise jeans to the cropped puffer jacket you wore. he found it quite cute how you were practically freezing with the thin articles of clothing you had around you, when he himself only sported a black tee with jeans and still managed to stand outside for an hour or so.
“you do know smoking is bad for your health, right?” you started, eyeing the wilted roses he dropped onto the ground. it seemed like he got frustrated at some point and threw them down. the male chuckled at your words, taking in another puff of smoke while shrugging. he exhaled the smoke, watching as it floated gleefully into the air. “never really cared,” he mumbled, mostly to himself. it was your turn to chuckle, kicking the roses beside him playfully.
“I saw you moping around from inside, did you get dumped or something?” the male tensed up at your straightforwardness, eyes lingering on your boots as you continued to play with the snow covered roses with them. “more like being stood up from a date,” he mumbled yet again, eyes not daring to meet yours. you smiled a genuine smile, finding him way more adorable than the males you’ve ever encountered. “well, what about you taking me on a date?”
his eyes widened at your bold statement, face snapping towards you as words failed to spill from his lips. “y/n.” you introduced, holding out a hand for him to shake. he hesitantly stared at your hand, pondering if it was a good idea to go with the flow or stay where he was situated this whole time. his mind settled on the previous option, clasping your miniscule hand in his with a smile plastered on his face. “jay.”
a.n aaa a drabble in celebration of new years!! thanks to my luvs rae and kae for helping me proofread this and giving their feedbacks 🤓🫶
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