Melt (Part 1)
Request: None
Requested By: Nobody
Pairing: Avi Kaplan x reader
Summary: Y/n meets Avi and Kevin/
Warnings: MAJOR embarrassment.
A/N: I got this idea watching an interview with Avi and Kevin.
Word Count: 2K+
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You were in a music shop, looking for the newest Pentatonix CD.
“It was supposed to come out today.” You muttered. Your basket was currently filled with a handful of PTX CD’s, but you couldn’t find the new one. You sighed, and figured it must have been sold out. You walked up to the cash register and started placing your items on the desk.
Surprisingly, you were the only one at the store today. Until you heard the bell on the shop door ring, that is. You turned around to see, because you heard a noise and that’s what people do, and you observed the people that just walked in. A tall man, with dark skin and hair, and a shorter man, also with dark hair, although his hair was long and he had a beard. He also wore a hat. You recognized these people. Your eyes grew wide as you turned back around, hoping and praying they wouldn’t notice you and your small obsession with them.
The man who was checking you out, the guy at the cash register, looked up and smiled.
“There you are. I was beginning to wonder.” He said. The man turned to you. “Can I take care of this for a second?”
No. Don’t leave, please. Just let me get done, and get out, you thought. Your mouth wasn’t in sync with your brain, however. So you said, “yeah, sure.” As soon as the words left your mouth you regretted them. You placed your left hand on the side of your face, trying to hide it, as you leaned your elbow on the desk. The man at the desk smiled at you.
“Thanks.” He said, walking toward the celebrities.
“Take the boxes this way, boys.”
Kill me, kill me, kill me, kill me, you thought as you tapped your foot anxiously against the wood floor. With your free hand you pulled the lip of the baseball cap on your head forward, so it was covering more of your face. Your heart was racing and you didn’t know what to do. You started playing with your hair, tugging and twirling it, trying to calm yourself down.
The man, Eric, came back.
“Sorry about that. They just had boxes of their latest album to get delivered.” He explained.
Your head raised and your hand dropped. “Really? That’s what I was looking for.” You admitted. “Are they available yet?”
Just then, Avi and Kevin emerged from the back room.
“Well, no.”
Your face fell slightly.
“But since you’re the only one here today, I don’t suppose why I can’t let you have one.” He spoke, walking to the back. You smiled as you watched him disappear behind a door. Your eyes traveled slightly left and you saw Kevin and Avi. Kevin was looking at you, but Avi was looking at the back of a CD case, which you were thankful for. You always felt you’d be most comfortable with Kevin. Kevin smiled at you and walked over. Avi didn’t seem to notice his friend’s absence right away.
Kevin approached you, and you only turned slightly pink.
“Hello.” He greeted cheerfully.
“Hi.” You said back.
“You come here often?”
You smiled softly at the comment. “Yeah. It’s a small space, and it’s usually pretty empty. So that’s nice.”
Kevin nodded as Eric came out with the CD. He placed it on the desk, causing both you and Kevin to look down at the small pile of PTX albums you’ve collected. You turned a darker shade of pink.
“Which one’s your favorite?” Kevin asked politely. You looked at the tall man, slightly astounded. You picked up a Christmas one, double checking the back before showing it to him.
“I like this one.”
Kevin smiled. “How come? Just out of curiosity.” He clarified, raising his hands slightly.
“I like that you can really hear the difference between Mitch and-” You paused, cheeks turning a darker shade of pink. You cleared your throat.
“I really like that you can clearly make out the differences of Mitch and Avi. I’m super impressed by both of their voices, and I think it’s very interesting to hear. I also really love bass, so.”
Kevin smiled at your confession.
“I also think you’re really talented.” You speak, looking up at him. “I don’t know anyone that can beatbox quite as well as you can.” You complimented. Kevin grinned.
“Thank you. It means a lot.”
“I don’t feel like you get enough credit, to be honest.” You admitted. Kevin shrugged.
“It’s not so bad.”
You smiled up at him. The room became silent for a few moments before you chuckled. Kevin turned back to you.
“What’s up?”
“I was just thinking how impressed I am at myself.”
When Kevin cocked his head you continued.
“I’m amazed I’m keeping my cool.” You clarified. Kevin smiled.
“Good job. Most people freak out, so I think you’re doing pretty well, too.”
You grinned up at him. “Thanks.” It was then, Avi decided to make his presence known. He stepped forward, slightly behind Kevin. Your eyes widened upon seeing him. Kevin followed your line of sight and smiled to himself. He turned to the side, allowing Avi to walk ahead of him.
“Avi, this is-” he paused. “I didn’t catch your name.”
You looked back up at Kevin and swallowed the lump in your throat. “Y/n.”
Kevin smiled again. “Avi, this is Y/n. Y/n, Avi.” He introduced. Avi stuck his hand out. You looked down and grabbed it, giving it a firm, as firm as you can, seeing as your arms are practically jelly, shake.
“Pleasure to meet you, Y/n.” Avi spoke. Your lips went dry at the sound of his voice. He had released your hand and you had moved them behind your back, trying to rub the clamminess off subtly.
“Yes, I know.” You manage to get out. You shake your head, realizing that wasn’t right. “Not, ‘I know it’s a pleasure to meet me’, I mean I know you’re Avi.” You speak, getting nervous. Kevin, who stood behind Avi couldn’t keep the mischievous grin off of his face.
So much for keeping your cool, you thought.
“You know who we are?” Avi questioned. You nodded.
“Of course. I watch you guys all the time on YouTube.” You panicked. “Not ‘watch you’. That’s kinda creepy. But YouTube is there for videos, and you put them out, so ‘yes’, but I also listen to you. You guys. Not just Avi.” You rambled. You could feel the sweat returning to your hands. You heaved a sigh and face palmed.
“Freaking kill me.” You muttered. Avi had a soft smile on his face, while Kevin looked like he was enjoying this immensely. And you hated him for it. You turned to Eric.
“How’s it going?” You asked, voice slightly more high pitched than you wanted.
“I have to register the new albums in. It’ll take a few more minutes.” He responded. Your heart dropped. Great. More time to make a fool of yourself, you thought. You banged your head off the desk, letting out a sigh.
“I can come back later and get it.” You offered, hoping you could leave this nightmare.
“There’s no point, now. It’s already started to register. If you left, you’d just have me do this for no reason.” Eric explained. You turned away.
“God, help me.” You muttered. Your face was now a bright red. “I don’t know what to do.” You whispered.
“What was that?” Kevin asked, smirk still on his face. “Didn’t catch that.”
“I said I don’t know what to do.” You admitted. “I don’t want to hold you guys up. The others probably would have expected you back by now.” You said, kind of hoping they’d go away so you didn’t have to endure this nightmare.
“Nah. You aren’t holding us up.” Kevin said.
“They don’t expect us at a certain time, anyway.” Avi added.
“Well-” you started, until Eric cut you off.
“Here it is, Y/n.” He said, handing you the album. You couldn’t stop the smile that made its way on your face as you looked at the back.
“Actually, there’s another album I want.” You spoke softly to him. You suddenly remembered Avi and Kevin standing about two feet away from you.
“I can always get it later, though.” You said.
“Nonsense.” Eric said. “Which one is it?”
“We can help you look for it!” Kevin spoke, trying to drag this on longer than necessary. You could swear he was out to get you as you saw the mischievous twinkle in his eye.
“Well, it’s got the ‘Burning Ring of Fire’ on it. Avi guest-starred in it.” You muttered nervously.
“I remember that. It was fun.” Avi recalled, a smile on his face. As he started digging through the cd’s he absentmindedly started singing it. Your eyes widened as you watched him. Kevin grinned as he watched your reaction. Avi started to sing his part, and since you knew it by heart, you couldn’t keep the giddy grin off of your face, no matter how hard you tried. When Avi got to the part where he made the growl sound you closed your eyes in bliss. Kevin grinned from ear to ear.
Your eyes snapped open as a soft sigh left your lips.
“How do you do that!? It’s freaking amazing!” You commented. Avi turned to you and shrugged.
“I don’t know.”
Your grin widened. “What do you mean, ‘you don’t know’? It’s beautiful!” Your eyes widened at your own statement.
“I mean, it sounds beautiful, your voice, not you’re beautiful.” Your eyes grew in panic as you waved your arms back and forth in front of you. “Not that you’re not beautiful, that’s just not what I was referring to. I mean, you’re not drop dead gorgeous, but you’re not average, and not a bad ‘not average’.” You chuckled nervously as you rubbed the back of your neck.
“I’m going to stop talking. Right now.” You determined, face now a bright red. Possibly the brightest red it’s ever been. Avi smiled, amused and turned to look at Kevin, who was also enjoying this. You turned to Eric.
“Kill me where I stand.” You pleaded. Eric smiled and shook his head. You let out a groan, banging your head off of the desk in defeat.
“Ow.” You muttered quietly. You felt a hand on your back and you looked up, being met with green eyes. You looked down and saw the album in his hand, outstretched to you.
“I found it.” Avi spoke softly. Kevin, who didn’t want this to end, had tried to snatch it from him, but Avi reached you first. You took it from his hand and placed it in front of Eric.
“Thank you.” You muttered. Eric scanned it and handed it back to you. You handed him a couple of bucks, and told him to keep the change, wanting to get out of here as soon as possible. You let out a puff of breath through your mouth as you stood up straight and placed the album in your bag, Avi’s hand sliding off your back. You immediately missed the warmth it brought, but you kept your mouth shut, knowing you’d make a fool of yourself again.
“I’d better get going.” You said, turning to the two. “You probably should too. Not saying that I didn’t enjoy this, it could have been worse, not that I didn’t enjoy meeting the both of you, but I tend to ramble, and make a fool of myself while rambling, and I can’t seem to stop-” You spoke. Your voice faded into the distance as Avi and Kevin shared a look.
“It’s okay. Everybody gets stage-fright.” Avi comforted. You shut your mouth and smiled up at him.
“Thanks.” You made your way closer to the door. “Hopefully I’ll see you both again. Hopefully under less embarrassing circumstances.” You added. “I’ll always remember this.” You told them.
“So will we.” Kevin spoke.
“I bet in your next interview when they ask for weird fan encounters, this’ll be on your minds, right?” You asked, trying to keep a smile on your face. They shared a look, not knowing how to respond. You noticed their hesitation.
“Bye, guys. Nice meeting you.” You spoke quickly, ducking out of the store before they could stop you. You rushed to your car, getting in and driving off. You felt the intense need to cry, so you pulled into a random store’s parking lot. You laid your seat back and let the tears flow.
“Why am I such an idiot?” You asked yourself. You debated on playing some music or not, but decided that you didn’t want to think about them so soon after your meltdown.
~Meanwhile~
Avi and Kevin watched you leave, faces of uncertainty on their faces. They looked at each other. The store was deafeningly silent.
“Told you they melt.” Kevin spoke, trying to lighten the mood. Avi smiled fondly, before it turned into a frown.
“I feel bad.” He said.
“I do, too. It was kinda my fault.” Kevin admitted. “What should we do?”
“I don’t know. If we run into her again, we’ll apologize, and see what happens.” Avi declared.
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A/n: I had a ton of fun writing this. Sorry, not sorry.
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