Are Youse An Angel? (Albert DaSilva x Fem!Reader) (Newsies)
Summary: You needed newspapers for an art project, so you found the nearest newsie and bought... more than one pape, to say the least
Warnings: uhhh, none i think? probably some swearing somewhere in here, otherwise just pure fluff and happiness
Reader uses she/her pronouns, and is kind of a ditz. i just wanted some pure fluff ok?
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The sun was shining, the headline was boring, life was as good as it could be for Albert and the rest of the Newsies.
Albert, Race, and Elmer were in line to get their papes for the day, messin’ around with eachother and what not.
“Hey, Albert I bet you that you can’t sell 100 papes before the end of the day.” Racer said while punching Albert in the shoulder.
“Ooh! Ooh! I’ll tap in too!” Elmer said, fishing out coins from his pockets since they were close to the front.
“Alright bet.” Albert was sure he could do this.
Ok it wasn’t going as well as he thought it would go, he had only sold 20 papes so far. It wasn’t a bad start, but it could’ve been better. Albert sighed and looked around to see if there were any selling opportunities.
That’s when a girl came around the corner, looking like she was in a rush and a little confused too, as if she’s never been in the neighborhood. Once she turned and saw Albert her face lit up. And, oh my god, Albert thought he was dreaming. She must have been an angel, no one could look that radiant. She had (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes that just seemed to sparkle.
She walked up to him, and he could just melt right then and there with the smile she gave him.
“Hi, um, are you selling newspapers?”
“Well, yes I am, Gorgeous.”
She smiled shyly and looked down, “Um how many papers do you have left?”
Well that was an odd question, but he answered anyway, “About 80 papes if I counted right.”
“Ok! So c-can I buy all 80 of them?” She asked, looking up again and staring him right in the eyes, nervousness shown clearly in her eyes.
Albert was confused to say the least, what could she need 80 papes for even? How was she going to carry them back to... wherever she was going to? She definitely wasn’t a newsie trying to buy off from another newsie, her clothes were enough to show that.
“I- uh- Yeah, if you want all 80 then you should probably take the bag too, Miss.”
“Oh thank you so much! I promise I’ll return the bag back to you, what’s your name so I know who to return it to?”
“The name’s Albert.” Albert was too dazed to process much at that moment as he handed the girl his bag, this girl just bought 80 papes, fucking 80!
“Ok, here’s your money, I think that should cover all of it, thank you so much Albert.” She said before she ran back the way she came.
Albert looked down into his hand and- holy shit. There in his hand sat a $5 bill. ‘Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod’ He made a bee-line for Jacobi’s, still processing what happened as he gripped onto the bill.
Everyone was sitting peacefully, talking and what not.
“Hey, where’s Albert? He’s usually here before me and Les.” Davey said and went to sit with Jack, Crutchie, Race, Elmer, and Mush, with Les walking behind him.
“Well, Elmer and I bet him that he couldn’t sell 100 papes before the day ended so-” Before Race could finish what he was going to say, the aforementioned boy came barreling through the front doors.
“Guys! Guys! You won’t believe it! I’m RICH!” Now that caught everybodies attention, it’s not every day you have a newsie exclaim their rich at lunch hours. Jack pulled out a chair for Albert, the dude looked like he had ran from Brooklyn and back in the span of two minutes.
“Hey, you alright there Al? Davey could you get some water for him?” Davey nodded at Jack and went to get some water.
“Oh I’m better than alright.” The boy took a pause to breathe for a moment, he may be fast but in his excitement he tripped a few times and had to slow a bit.
“Dude you look redder than a tomato. Also where’s your bag and papes? Race said you bought 100 this morning?” Crutchie asked, worry shown clear on his face.
Davey came back with some water and Albert drank it gratefully. Davey sat back down and eyed Albert, wondering what the idiot did now.
After Albert finished the water he immediately told everyone what happened, and at the end of his story he showed the $5 bill to the group.
Several exclamations were heard around the table, but all Albert could think of was that dazzling face of hers. A face and personality that caught his heart in less than five minutes.
“Damn it, we lost the bet.” Elmer pouted, not wanting to admit defeat. Race just smirked at Elmer and said, “I think the bet is the least of our worries. He looks like a lovestruck fool right now.”
And what Race said was absolutely true, the boy had flushed cheeks and a dopey grin on his face, just staring into nothing.
“Ok, come on Lover Boy, lets get you back to the Lodge.”
Once everything had calmed down and all the Newsies were back at the Lodge, everyone just sat and talked, some playing card games, some upstairs sleeping, and some doing god knows what.
Albert, Race, Crutchie, and Jack were all sitting with eachother, talking and what not. All of a sudden a knock came from the front door.
“I got it!” Romeo went and opened up the door, and once he did he went almost slack jawed but managed to pull him self together. “Why hello there, Beautiful. May I help you?” Everyone quieted down and listened to what was happening.
“Um, actually, I’m looking for an Albert?” Oh my god, it was the angel, the dazzling girl who caught his heart. Once he heard her voice he bolted up and went to the door, lightly knocking Romeo out of the way.
“Oh! Albert, so you do live here, I was hoping my instincts were right, anyway uh- here’s your bag.” Albert took the bag out of her hands gently and looked at the bag.
“Um, so you see some paint got splattered on it by accident so I thought I might as well try and make it look like they were supposed to be there, I’m really sorry, I shouldn’t have even-”
“It’s looks amazing, Gorgeous.” Albert inspected the bag and the newly painted design on it. It was of a city skyline- Manhattan’s skyline- with the sun setting in the back.
“I’m glad you like it.” She smiled and looked up into his eyes, which also looked up from the bag. Albert glanced behind and stepped out of the entrance while closing the door, trying to get some privacy with her.
“I never got to ask what your name was, or would you like me to keep calling you Gorgeous?”
She laughed and looked down, “My name is (Y/n), although Gorgeous doesn’t sound so bad either.”
“Well may I offer to take you out tomorrow? Just explore the city with me?”
“I could pick you up at noon?”
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i’m actually kind of proud of this one, hope you all like it, also my request box should be working? idk but it’s open for suggestions :)
