One day Jason shows up at Timās work to drop off a package, and Timās just like Ć“_Ć“ and he can barely sign for it because UM, wHAT (hot delivery guy?? In what universe???)
Jason comes by a couple of weeks later to deliver another one, and this time, he seems to be in a really good mood. Tim tries for small talk, KNOWS he sounds like an idiot when the first thing that comes to mind is, āIsnāt it kind of hot out for, you know, biking everywhere?ā
And as Jasonās looking over the form, he offhandedly murmurs, āIām used to being hot.ā AND HE MEANS IT, LIKE, ITāS SUMMER, ITāS ALWAYS HOT but Tim has to bite his lip from saying something wildly out of character and inappropriate, and he just canāt even put together words after that, and Jason raises an eyebrow, not quite catching the snafu and gives Tim an awkward two-finger salute before leaving.
TIM DIES INSIDE. He doesnāt get crushes. Especially not on strangers?? But This is wILD and when his college buddy Kon calls Tim brings it up and Konās like, āASK FOR HIS NUMBER!ā
Itās two weeks later and Jason shows up again, and itās awkward - itās SO AWKWARD but Tim says, āUhā¦do youā¦have a number?ā
And Jasonās expression changes and Timās heart gALLOPS as Jason scribbles one down and passes it off. āCall anytime,ā he says, and it takes Tim THREE DAYS to rustle up the courage to dial those ten digits, and his world SHATTERS when another voice answers, āWE Deliver, how can I help you?ā and he hangs up because he hadnāt been asking for Jasonās WORK NUMBER (-kicks a can-).
Kon tells him to try again and Tim refuses- it was hard enough the first time and he just resolves that this is okay, heāll get over it, itās not like hE CARES - he lived and breathed BEFORE Hot Delivery Guyā¢, heās sure he will survive.
But a couple of weeks pass and Jason shows up and he has an envelope addressed to Tim, and Tim opens it in confusion, only to find another envelope tucked inside, the words āgive this back to the delivery guyā and Tim, too distracted by his own awkwardness to THINK just hands it over - and Jason, baffled, rips the edges off and pulls out a piece of paper, eyes darting up to Timās as soon as heās done.
Tim frowns because, well, THAT was weird but Jason immediately apologizes and leans over Timās desk to grab a sticky note, and heās close enough that Tim feels a scarlet flush race from his cheeks to his ears and all the way down his neck - and then Jasonās jotting something down, and when Tim finally looks at the paper, he realizes itās a phone number.
āCall THIS number,ā Jason says, and he scoots it towards Tim, and sets the letter down beside it. āMaybe after six though. I should be done by then.ā
And Tim watches him leave with his eyebrows drawn inward, mouth slightly parted, wondering wHAT JUST HAPPENED
and he open the letter and feels his face light on fire and thinks, āKon, Iām going to MURDER youā.
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Dear hot delivery guy Iāve been hearing about for months,
Please rewind time and give Tim (guy sanding in front of you) YOUR number, so he can treat you to an evening full of 80ās movie references, video game humor, and a detailed analysis of how Han did indeed shoot first.
If you donāt like Star Wars, pretend you never saw this and know that the whole world is judging you.
Kind regards,
Friend trying to help a bro out
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