OMG CONGRATULATIONS YOURE SO COOL WELL DONE🥰🥰❤️you deserve everything!!! can i please have prompt 124 with sugawara hehe bc istg that’s acc me when i’m into someone i will just stare like 👁👄👁and when they stare back i’m like 🦋🦋 (or if it’s a pretty girl and she smiles🥺🥺) AGSJSGS ANYWAY I LOVE YOU💓
NEEEMSSS ILY AND U DESERVE EVERYTHING TOO U VERY GORGEOUS HUMAN BEING!! ummm,, i also kind of based this on us as friends if we were in the same country and hung out a lot so i hope u like it <3 <3 (altho i’ll still be naming reader y/n and the friend f/n)
Sugawara + 124
124. “I’m sure I can get some kind of sexual gratification from just staring at him if I try hard enough.”
“You’ve been staring at him for like, three whole minutes.”
“Is it obvious?”
“You’re dripping ice cream on the table.”
“Ah, shit!” you looked down and true enough there was a messy splotch of bright pink, melted bubblegum ice cream on the table that had fallen off from your spoon.
“Don’t worry, Mr. Hot Ice Cream Man probably didn’t see it because if he looked back at you, you would practically jump in your seat,” your friend snickered at you. “Why don’t you just talk to him?”
“Because he’s the most beautiful man I’ve ever met,” you replied, eyes drifting up to watch the silver-haired man who worked at the ice cream parlor on afternoons from Thursdays to Saturdays.
“One large scoop of cookie dough ice cream,” the beautiful man smiled as he handed a customer their order. You had figured out his name was Sugawara when you stopped staring at his face every time you ordered and actually read his name tag. After serving the ice cream, he took his scoop back, twirling it slightly with his long slender fingers, before scooping some strawberry ice cream.
“I wish I was that ice cream scoop,” you sighed.
“You can’t get into his pants if you just keep dragging me here every week,” your friend said. “Even though I do thank you for treating me to the ice cream, as you should.”
“Your weird ice cream,” you added, raising an eyebrow at the contents of their cup.
“Hey, mint-chocolate chip ice cream didn’t do anything to you,” f/n cupped their hands around their ice cream protectively. “Now stop changing the subject. Just go talk to Mr. Hot Ice Cream Man because I’m pretty sure he’s caught on to why we’re always here.”
“I’m sure I can get some kind of sexual gratification from just staring at him if I try hard enough,” you said stubbornly.
“Fine, suit yourself,” your friend held their hands up in surrender and stood up from the table. “I’m going to get water.”
You were too busy going back to stare at Sugawara to realize that your friend was going to ask for water when you were basically the one who brought an extra water bottle for them wherever you went. And by then, it was too late because they were talking to Sugawara, clearly not ordering water, and pointing at where you sat.
“No, no, no,” you muttered to yourself, feeling like a deer in the headlights when Sugawara looked back at you. To add to your horror, your friend waltzed away, blowing you a kiss before entering the bathroom, and Sugawara slid out from behind the counter and began walking towards you.
And then, Mr. Hot Ice Cream Man sat in front of you at the table. Seeing him up close and fully regarding you, not just to ask you for your ice cream order, stole the breath from your lungs.
“U-um, hi,” you squeaked.
“Hey yourself,” Sugawara smiled, folding his hands on the table. “So, your friend there told me about why you’ve actually been coming here quite often.”
“They’re crazy! I swear!” you protested. “I mean, who orders mint chocolate ice cream consecutively for weeks?”
“Well, you’ve got a point there,” Sugawara made a face at the empty ice cream cup that f/n ate from. “But, you do admit that you’ve been coming here ‘consecutively for weeks,’” he said, quoting you. You bit your lip, knowing that you were pretty much trapped, but at the same time, you didn’t quite imagine how smooth Sugawara would be at talking. It thrilled you and put some of that nervous edge away.
So, you leaned closer, propping your chin with both hands with a playful smile on your face. “And, what if I am?” you asked. Sugawara’s eyes widened a fraction at the sudden change in your tone but a smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.
“Well, don’t think I haven’t noticed you too,” Sugawara chuckled, the sound sending a shiver through your spine. “In case you want to do something other than eat ice cream, I get off at four.”
You felt blood rush to your face. Did Mr. Hot Ice Cream Man that you’ve been staring at for weeks just ask you out? You were ecstatic, but also not wanting him to win in this game of who could keep their cool, you maintained an even tone as much as possible.
“I’ll check my schedule,” you nodded.
“Great,” Sugawara smiled. And then, out of the blue, he licked his thumb and rubbed at something on the corner of your mouth. “You had a bit of bubblegum pink there,” he winked, before leaving the table and returning to his work.
“Fuck...” you felt yourself whisper, knowing very well that you lost this battle at keeping your cool. And that’s how your friend found you when they finally came back from the bathroom.
“So, judging from your face it went well,” they grinned broadly, looking like a cat that had just eaten a canary.
“A word of warning would have been nice,” you grumbled. “Also, were you ever going to tell me that I still had ice cream on the side of my mouth before you got Sugawara to come over?”
“Huh? What ice cream?” your friend looked at you, puzzled. You blinked at her in surprise before your gaze flew to Sugawara who smiled innocently.
This man was going to be the death of you.
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