Crush x Reader

Angel Shot with a Twist 💞😒💓

This lovely request was made by thee Rain_Dreemurr

I take a seat on a barstool all alone, exiting the dancefloor only a few minutes previously.

My friend just left and I don't exactly feel comfortable partying solo with a bunch of sweaty and drunk strangers.

The only reason I didn't leave the bar altogether is because I hate being at home, especially all alone.

My roommate is on vacation with their significant other for a week so I have the place to myself.

Yippee.

I'm constantly on edge because of him.

I never know if he's lurking between the crowds or if he's watching.

Well I do sometimes, there's been a number of times where I've caught him and been able to phone the police while he's on my property.

Which earned me that restraining order, but that crummy thing is just a piece of paper after all it's not like I have my own personal body guard or any kind of physical security.

It hasn't stopped him either, just slowed him down, for now at least.

"Hello ma'am/sir, can I get you something to drink?!"

A bartender errupts from seemingly out of nowhere.

They appear to be around my age and we're fair in height.

Their kind eyes are the feature that stick out the most to me.

Though the rest of their features are adorable as well.

They seem like a friendly face.

"Oh hi, yeah I'll have a mimosa please."

I request of them.

"Alright, one mimosa."

The bartender announces, then they turn around to prepare my drink for me.

I admire them attentively as they mix and match the ingredients for my alcoholic beverage.

They hum a little tune while they do it and once it's fully prepared they reach for a glass.

They fill up the cup and shift back to me.

"Here you are darling."

"T-thank you."

I slightly stutter at the endearing nickname.

"Just doing my job."

They smile and I notice they're about to leave.

A sudden pang of anxiety strikes me.

"Wait!"

I exclaim.

Please don't leave, I need to keep my mind off of him.

"Yeeees?"

They sing in response.

Aw.

"Um.."

"You're not too busy.. Are you?"

I ask, fidgeting with my glass.

"Actually.."

They drag out, looking over the bar of fully tended to customers.

"Huh. I guess I'm not anymore."

"Did you need anything else?"

Yes. Some company.

"What's your name?"

I query them.