First meeting
Paring: Jackie Jackson x reader
Request: Can you write a story about the reader meeting Jackie and his brothers at an ice cream shop, and he flirts his way into getting her number and/or going on a date with her?
Warnings: Cursing
Type: fluff, Slight flirting
A/n: This is my first story, so opinions are welcome. Please don't be shy to comment. I hope y'all enjoy the story 𐔌՞ ܸ.ˬ.ܸ՞𐦯
﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ It was a much calmer day in the parlor. Not many people were coming in for ice cream. Much to your delight, that meant you were able to sit and read your book in peace with very minimal interruptions. Almost every blue moon, you had someone walking in for ice cream- one couple here, a group of kids there. But nothing too bad. You were halfway through your book and getting to the best part of the leading lady finally kissing the male lead when you heard the parlor door chime.
Looking up, you see a group of 6 boys who looked like brothers walking in with picked-out Afros, bell-bottom pants, and small heeled boots. They looked quite familiar, but you couldn't put your finger on it. As they walked up to you, they were all talking among themselves and joking around, but you couldn't help but notice how handsome the tallest one looked.
"Hello! Welcome in. What can I get you, lovely gentlemen, to start with today?" You happily asked the group.
"I'd like to start with your number," One of the six says, two others laugh with him. You roll your eyes at the statement and continue your customer service.
"We have a new sundae special if you would like to check that out instead." You suggest it to him with a tight smile.
"I'd like to check you out," another one remarked.
"Come on, you guys need to leave her alone and actually order." One of them stated.
"Either actually order something, or I'm gonna have to ask you to leave." You say flatly, finally annoyed by the boys' catcalls.
"I'm sorry about their actions; they obviously don't know how to act when they see a beautiful girl at work. We'll have three chocolates, two vanilla, and one strawberry." The tallest among the 6 said, finally tired of their annoying antics.
"How many scoops are you all wanting?" you asked quickly so you could finally get them out of your parents' parlor.
"Just three for each of us." The tall one replied just as quickly.
As you scooped their ice cream and rang up their total, you noticed that in the corner of your eye, the one who looked the oldest kept sneaking glances at you when he thought you weren't looking, and when you did look, he quickly turned his head to his brothers to avoid eye contact. (We gon keep playing eye tag or you gonna holla at ya boy😏)
As you pass the ice cream cones to the boys who choose the specific flavors, your hand accidentally grazes the eldest boy's hand. You shot him a quick smile, and he chuckled a little in response.
You looked away quickly, finally giving them their total. "You have a grand total of one dollar and fifteen cents," You say sweetly to the oldest boy in front of you, who was already smiling at you when you looked up.
"I can give you that and a tip, baby," the other brother from last time winked at you as he chimed in, sliding in front of the taller brother, shoving him to the side.
"I don't think she was talkin' to you, Jermaine," one of the younger-looking brothers replied, coming to your defence.
"Come on, Marlon, you know she likes it, the girls always like it when I flirt with them," the one with the familiar name Jermaine joked, oblivious to the uncomfortable look on your face.
"Well, obviously she doesn't. Now get out of her face so Jackie can pay for our ice cream," the youngest looking one replied, obviously annoyed with Jermaine's antics for the time being.
"Damn y'all cock-blocking like crazy right now. Listen, baby, how would you like to go on a date with a Jackson man?" Jermaine asked as a last-minute effort, despite the group telling him how obviously uninterested you looked in him.
You looked between the group of boys, the gears in your head finally clicking into place on why the names and faces of the boys were so familiar, you finally realized that the boys in front of you were in fact the Jackson Five.
Like clockwork, Jermaine notices the expression on your face change. A sly grin crept up on his face. "So baby, what do 'ya say?" He asks, thinking he finally got his opportunity.
"Uhm, no. The answer is still no, so can I finally get my money so you and your brothers can get out of my store?" you stated, finally sick of the treatment from someone who is supposedly the 'ladies' man' of the 6 boys.
"Come on, baby! You know you want me!" Jermaine begs
"How many times will it take for you to get the idea? I'm not interested. Now you can either pay or get the hell out my face!"
"Damnnnn, she sure told you 'Maine" Tito remarked, laughing in the back with Michael and Marlon at your response to Jermaine's desperate attempt to try and get with you.
"Jermaine, move so I can pay. She's obviously uninterested; take a hit man; it's just sad at this point." Jackie demanded, obviously irritated by how long it's taking him to get the hint that you're not interested in him.
"Fine, I ain't want her ass anyways," Jermaine murmured as he moved to the back with Tito, Marlon, and Michael, who were still laughing at him after finally getting told off.
"Yeah, you keep telling yourself that. Are you gonna pay, or are you finna say something slick like the other one did?." You say to Jackie, who was finally back in front of you.
"I'on want no problems ma' I'm just here to pay," Jackie stated, quickly reaching into his pocket to give you the money to pay for all of his brothers' ice creams, including his own.
The way he calls you ma gives you a small, tight feeling in your stomach. Brushing it off, you take the money from him and put it into the cash register. Grateful that the interaction between the brothers can finally be over.
"Thank you, have a good rest of yalls afternoon," you say, still a little irritated by the earlier situation.
They all exit the store, chatting and joking about the interaction that just occurred, but you realise that the eldest brother, Jackie, stays behind.
He walks up to you with a somewhat complicated look on his face.
"Listen, I know what my brother just did probably just pissed you off, but I promise ma, I'm nothing like him, and I wanted to ask if I could get your number and maybe take you out sometime. If you'd allow me, of course?"
"Hmm, I don't know... You might just be tryna play in my face," you say, contemplating his offer, not knowing if he's being serious or not.
"I swear to you I'm not; you're really pretty, and it would mean alot if you'd let me take you out. It's my treat, I promise." He looks at you pleadingly, hoping that you'll take him seriously on his offer and say yes.
Michael comes back into the store, assuming that his brother would still be here after he wasn't with the rest of his brothers after they left the parlor. "Jackie, come on, man; why are you still here-" Michael pauses, seeing the obvious tension going on before he walked in and interrupted. "Ohhh, I see what's going on here. My bad jackie i aint mean to interrupt you shooting your shot," Michael said quickly before leaving again to catch back up with the group to probably tell them what he just saw.
"I'm sorry about that; they can be so nosy. But like I said before, I would really like it if I could take you out on a date or get your number."
Seeing that he was obviously serious about taking you out, you took a pen out from the cup holder next to the cash register and reached out to grab his unoccupied hand to write your phone number in his palm.
"Since you're an obviously busy guy and I believe you're actually being serious, here's my number. Call me when you find time out of your schedule to take me out."
"Of course, ma' thank you so much, I promise it'll be worth your time!" He replied, obviously not expecting you to actually say yes to the offer or you giving him your number. As he walks to the door, he turns around and gives you a small wave and a smile as gratitude before finally turning around and leaving to catch up to his brothers and probably tell them about what just happened.
Once he was finally out of view from the windows, you finally realized the variety of your situation; you had just gotten asked to go on a date with Thee Jackie Jackson, and not only that, you gave him your number.
"I just gave Jackie Jackson my number, and he asked me to go on a date with him!!" You squeal in delight, finally letting the fangirl in you out in the open.
"Please don't let this be some type of dream, or else I never want to wake up." You mutter under your breath as you go to sit on a stool behind the counter, as you go to finish reading your book, still recollecting what just happened to you moments before.
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A/N: I really hope you guys enjoyed this story. If you want a part two, let me know. Have a wonderful day or night(˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)