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cheolbooluvr · 1 year

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[teaser] crab rangoons

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pairing: delivery boy!hoshi x reader

genre: slice of life

word count: 409 (idk what the final wc will be)

warnings: so many fucking crab rangoons, mentions of alcohol, reader is hashtag depressed, breakup, more warnings to come in the final fic

a/n: oh em gee. i am back from the dead but not rly bc i actually don't know if/when i'll finish this. but i'm hoping this will be my motivation to return to writing!! this came to me while i was craving chinese food and, ofc, crab rangoons, my beloved. this is only slightly based on a true story. hope you like it!!

tag list: plz send me an ask if you'd like to be tagged when this comes out !!

my masterlist ＼ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ／

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The second you finished your first can of beer, you crushed it in your hand and got up to get another from the fridge when there was a knock at your door.

Just in time, you thought. You were unconcerned for your appearance since you would only be opening the door to grab the food and swiftly shut it before the delivery person could even think to look at you. However, when you opened it, you made the mistake of looking at the person to discover it was a very handsome guy, looked to be around your age or a little older, his short, dark hair giving him a very edgy look especially with his bangs that looked like a toddler cut them.

Your eyes lingered on his for a second longer than you intended before you caught yourself and snatched the brown paper bag from him.

“Thanks,” you mumbled as you went to close the door, stopping when you realized it wouldn’t shut all the way. You looked down to see a pair of ragged white Vans in your doorframe, your eyes moving to the pained expression your delivery boy had on his face.

“They…” he said with a slight grunt as he removed his foot, “were out of crab rangoons.”

Strangely enough, when your boyfriend broke up with you, you were upset, angry, and frustrated. But those six words that just came out of this stranger’s mouth shattered your heart into a million pieces, doing more damage than your asswipe of an ex-boyfriend ever could have done. You pulled the bag in close to you as your knees buckled and you fell to the ground, tears streaming down your face full force.

“There’s no… crab rangoons?” you asked, your words punctuated by your sobs.

The delivery boy stood there and watched you cry onto the paper bag, your tears staining the brown kraft material meant to only hold your food, not your sadness. The boy was dumbfounded by your reaction—never in his career as a Chinese food delivery boy had he ever seen anyone cry… much less over crab rangoons. Well, he could kind of understand your disappointment; crab rangoons fucking smacked and he guessed that he might be sad, too, if his order didn’t come with any. But would he cry about it? Maybe not. But that was him, and you were you. Two different people who apparently would react two different ways in this situation.

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