Alex (from Adult World) x Fem!Reader - âBoy Next Doorâ
hello I have this actually posted on my wattpad n I thought I might post it on tumblr too while Iâm writing it, so expect a spam of all the parts Iâve done so far lmao thereâs only like 5 or 6
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I watched from my window as a second removalist truck backed into the parking lot downstairs. It would explain why the elevator has been occupied all morning, and why I had been hearing loud noises from the apartment next door.
Someone was finally moving in after Mr. Hangar's death 2 months ago, and I was more than intrigued to see who it was. Mr. Hangar was a godsend of a neighbor, always collecting my parcels for me when I was away and watering the plants on my Juliet balcony from his, because I was useless at remembering to do it. He was like the grandfather I never had growing up.
I really hoped my new neighbor lived up to Mr Hangar's legacy, because nothing has been the same around here since he died. I even missed having to evacuate the complex when he left his toast in the toaster for too long, at least twice a month.
It wasn't until midday did the commotion stop, and the apartment complex was finally quiet again. I had to take out my earphones every 10 minutes while I baked to try and determine when I could go over and say hi. I was sociable enough to extend my welcomes to the new resident in apartment 24, and I had even made them cupcakes. The apartment was only big enough for a person, maybe 2, so I made enough cupcakes accordingly. Lucky for my new neighbor, I grew up doing homework in the back of my parents' own bakery.
I wiped the flour from my hands onto my apron, and hung it back up on my pantry door. I piled the cupcakes into a small cupcake carrier, and took a deep breath in as I went to leave my apartment. I left my apartment door open as I knocked on apartment 24. I waited, biting down on my bottom lip as I heard a male voice call out "coming" from inside. He sounded young, maybe the same age as I was.
Was this the boy next door romance everyone always fantasises about when they move into their first apartment?
My eyes shot up from my shoes when the door finally opened, and a guy, maybe in his early 20s opened the door. He had on black jeans and a black crew neck sweater, the sleeves rolled up to the elbows. He looked slightly sweaty, like he'd been unpacking, which was more than likely.
I couldn't get passed his brown curls and his dark brown eyes, a striking contrast to his pale skin. Maybe I was standing there a little too long gawking, because he cleared his throat.
"Can I help you?" He asked, his lips turning into a small uncertain smile.
"Oh- my god I'm so sorry- I'm Y/N, I live next door. I just wanted to give you these and welcome you to the complex," I offered him a big smile and held out the cupcake carrier in my hands.
He looked at me with wide eyes and his small smile, turned into a big one.
"That's so cute," he laughed, taking the cupcake carrier from my hand and opening it. He took out a cupcake and peeled back the baking cup, taking a bite. He dropped crumbs as he ate it, chocolate sprinkles covering his mouth. It reminded me of a child eating a piece of birthday cake on their first birthday.
"These are so fucking good," I was taken back by his language, but thanked him anyway.
"Y/N was it?" He asked, using the bottom of his sweater to wipe his mouth, revealing his v line and a hint of his boxers. His body was phenomenal, but his bad habits were not.
"Uh yeah, Y/N," I said, fiddling with the hem of my sleeve.
âIâm Alex,â he said, holding out his hand while the other held my cupcake carrier.
I offered a small laugh and shook his hand.
"I'll come back for the carrier, enjoy your cupcakes, Alex. Im just," I pointed towards the open door in our hallway, "over there."
"Ah sick, now I know, thanks Y/N," I nodded and stepped back as he closed the door. I stood there for a moment, before heading back to my apartment.
"Hey wait!" Alex called out after me as I was about to close my front door.
"Yeah?" I asked, sticking my head passed the door frame.
"My number is 314-546-" he started but I cut him off.
"Alex I'm not going to remember that give me a second," I pulled my phone out of my pocket and opened my contacts hesitantly.
"Okay go again," I laughed in disbelief, as he continued telling me his phone number.
"That's for when you get lonely and need some company, I can be more than just a good neighbor," I guess this was his way of flirting, but it made my stomach turn.
"Okay thanks Alex, I'll see you around," I didn't give him a chance to respond, and closed the door to my apartment.
I let out a big sigh and made my way over to my kitchen to clean. I was washing my mixing bowls in hot water when I heard loud music thumping through the wall I shared with Alex. I would let it slide, maybe he needed some motivation to unpack.
The music didn't stop for the next two hours.
I groaned and covered my ears with a pillow from my bed. How can someone just move in and already be a nuisance? I didn't want to be that person that complained, it was the late afternoon and there weren't any noise restrictions until late at night. Yet, it was starting to bring on a pounding ache in my head.
I couldn't ignore it anymore, opting to visit his apartment instead of ringing his number, just so he could see how upset I was with his inconsiderateness. I entered the apartment hallways, stopping outside apartment 24 for the second time today, revelling loud, harsh knocks on the door.
It didn't take long for Alex to open the door, his hair sweaty and his torso shirtless. My breath hitched in my throat as my eyes scanned over his toned chest and stomach.
"Hey there Y/N," he sung, leaning against his door frame and looking at me with questioning eyes.
"I didn't expect to see you again so soon," I could barely hear him above the beat of the song he was playing.
"Uh-" I snapped out of my gaze on his bare chest and looked up into his dark eyes, as he bit down on his bottom lip in a smirk, waiting for an answer.
"Your music is way too loud, i dont know what you've been doing for the past 3 hours but it's giving me a massive migraine," I explained, and he raise his eyebrow.
"So you're gonna be that kind of neighbour are you?" He crossed his arms over his chest, his veins protruding from the skin on his hands. I almost drooled, I don't think I've ever even seen a guy with his shirt off this close.
"Is it that unreasonable that I ask you to turn it down?" I scoffed, turning to walk away. Alex reached forward from behind me and took my elbow in his hand. The sudden physical contact made me whip my neck around to face him again.
"Look I'm sorry, I'll turn it down," he said to me, as I shook off his arm. He bit his lip as if he wanted to say something else.
"What?" I asked him, trying to look him in the eyes.
"I can see you staring at me, is there something see that you like?" He bit the inside of his mouth, trying to hide a smile.
I turned red, in embarrassment, that'd I'd been so obviously staring. I didn't say anything, just stood there silently.
"Did you want to come inside?" He asked, running a hand down his stomach and latching onto the waistband of his shorts. I knew what he meant, and I was nothing short of horrified.
"I'm not like that, I- I don't- no I'm okay," I stuttered, turning on my heels and walking back to my apartment.
"Okay suit yourself," Alex called out after me, just as I'd shut my front door. I inhaled deeply, the heat from my cheeks not seeming to dissipate. He was really forward, but it came off perverse. It gave me the impression that I would not have an easy time with him next door, and that he'd be nothing like Mr Hangar.
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