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🗯 VALORANT // GEKKO X READER

set at a record store // that feeling when you see a cute person and plan your entire future with them after ten seconds // might make a second part

NOTE; gender neutral reader // ~ 2k words // fluff + pre relationship // no TWs // literally my first time ever writing an x reader oneshot, so this one might be a bit awkward // see this as my valentine's day AND night market day present // potentially ooc.

IT was a quiet afternoon at the record store; the sun had already started to go down, the sky outside being visible through the large window. the light of the sun was still shining, painting the outside world in an orange colour that you loved to watch.

the store belonged to your uncle, currently out of town to visit some relatives, trusting you with the responsibility to take care of his beloved records. it's not like you hadn't worked here before already and didn't know what to do, but you still felt your heart stay still for a few seconds whenever someone dared to do as much as hold a record the wrong way or looked at it weirdly. it was a short moment of panic, seeing your life and the life of the record flash before your eyes.

you knew things about music, but your uncle had more of an understanding of how to and how to not take care of the records, so maybe you overreacted sometimes. still, as much as you liked working at the place, you always feared accidentally breaking something or treating the records poorly, which was especially worrying considering the cost of the things around you. while there was money you got for doing this, you didn't necessarily want to spend it on replacing any of your uncle's belongings.

with no costumers in sight, the shop was currently empty, giving you the chance to just relax a bit, leaning back on the chair behind the counter that you were currently sat on, still looking out of the window.

distracted by your thoughts and the world outside, you almost didn't notice the sound of the bell hanging above the door as it opened, making you jump slightly as you quickly and awkwardly attempted to dust off your clothes, stand up and straighten your back - a costumer service smile and friendliness were always important, after all. you didn't remember all the details and instructions of the rules you had to follow at your old job, but what you knew was enough for people to seem to like you.

your attention now on the man that had just entered - he must have been around your age, taller than you but not as old as your most common costumers - you looked him up and down in a way that was painfully obviously a 'secretive' attempt at checking him out. to your relief, he had not noticed and no one was there to expose you.

he was pretty. too pretty for a random stranger. you mentally cursed yourself already, knowing your own thoughts well enough to know that focusing on anything but him right now would be more than difficult. two seconds in and it already seemed like an impossible task.

muttering a few unkind words directed at yourself under your breath, you tried - and failed - to carry on as if nothing had happened.

while your categories of costumers up until this point had consisted of 'fifty year old divorced father' and 'thirteen year old edgelord reddit teenager trying to impress 'goth girls'', you realised you might have to create a new one - one closer look at the other was enough to make it obvious that you lacked a category for being swept right off your feet.

with his short green hair and brightly coloured clothes, he stood out amongst the boxes and shelves full of records that could, although some were just as colourful, simply not match the green and purple of his clothes, the way it seemed to perfectly fit him. while you might have found such bright colours odd on most others, it just made sense on him; his entire appearance having something laid - back about it. he was more than just nice to look at, really.

maybe it was also his face that stuck out to you - unfairly gorgeous, which was something you could already tell just from his side profile, as that was the only thing in your view right now. it was unfair for this face to belong to a stranger, someone not only out of your league but also destined to never show up in your life again. he would leave this store soon and never look back, leaving you behind with your grief.

it was a shame, really.

to save yourself from the disappointment, you tried to quickly let go of all the thoughts in your head, the fantasies of every possible unrealistic future you could be having if you just approached him. a first date, anniversaries, a wedding and family. with a gorgeous man that you currently knew nothing about.

you really had to stop dreaming.

or you could talk to him.

no.

a lack of experience in this field wasn't even the issue; it wasn't like you had never dated anyone before. however, you were used to others approaching you first, making it easy for you to not have to bother with the difficult part of taking the first step. getting over the internal fight of whether things would be too awkward, the thought that the person already had a partner or whatever other reasons there was that could quickly convince you to not talk to someone. rejection was something you could get over, but it was even easier to just avoid it.

as desperate as you were, things were simply not going how you wanted them to go this time. your wish of avoiding a poor attempt at flirting would most likely not be granted, and you weren't really in the mood to make a fool out of yourself. there were no other options left.

well, maybe asking for more than just the blessing of being able to look at the guy was simply too much to ask for. maybe you were only allowed to treasure the thought of him in your head; look, don't touch. and you could live with that! you only had to convince yourself of it long enough to believe it.

you sighed in defeat, trying to get yourself to just get over this quickly, as you heard his footsteps getting closer to you.

he was walking up to you - or maybe you were just dreaming all this, there was no way he was real - a small smile on his face that made your legs feel stupidly shaky, making you curse yourself again for not managing to simply get your shit together and act normal.

he stood in front of you now, and as you looked at him from up close, you finally got a better look at him; the earrings he was wearing being the first thing to catch your attention, then the tattoos— because, of course, he just had to be even cooler by having a bunch of tattoos. were there any more things he wanted to show and talk about so you would be prepared for just how hot this guy was?

too entranced by the art on his skin, you didn't realise that he had already started talking to you, staring at his face dumbfounded, almost as if it was a genuine surprise to you that a costumer was talking to you.

embarrassed by the consequences of your own distraction, you awkwardly took a step backwards, which quickly proved to not be very useful. it did nothing, it did not make you disappear in shame and it surely did not suddenly make your brain comprehend what the man in front of you had said.

"could you repeat that?", you laughed awkwardly.

as if this wasn't embarrassing enough already, he chuckled back at you. he chuckled.

your face grew hotter and hotter, and all the guy did was chuckle at your misery. it was cute, yes. it was the greatest thing to happen to you today, hearing that sound. but you could have spared yourself the part of making what was probably the worst first impression ever.

grinning at you as he spoke, green hair repeated what he said, "I asked if you have (favourite album) available, I couldn't find it when I checked. maybe i just didn't see it, thought I'd just ask about it"

"oh, that's a great one! give me a second...", you exclaimed cheerfully, as you got to typing it in on the computer next to you, a small smile forming on your face. "love that one, it's one of my favourites"

he scratched the back of his neck, grin growing wider as he spoke, "ah, I got into their music recently. haven't really listened to that one yet"

even without looking up, you could feel his eyes on you. while it usually would not bother you as much to have someone as good looking as this guy watch you, it currently just made you even more aware of the warmth of your face and how nervous you felt.

"hm...", you took a few seconds to reply properly, too focused on the clicking sound of the keyboard, "it's really worth it, though..! it's a great album"

after your poor attempt at remaining calm and ignoring the way he was looking at you, you eventually shook your head gently, having had no luck at finding what green hair had wanted.

"we don't have it in stock right now, but I can order it for you if you'd like", you could offer to let him come over to yours and listen to it together, to tell him everything you knew about them and show off your knowledge. you had no idea if that counted as flirting, but to figure that out you'd have to actually do it. if you took the first step and at least tried. but you had already gone through enough stages of embarrassment today to be able to handle a rejection. for it to not make you feel the urge to never show your face outside ever again. on top of that, it was a weird offer anyway. who just invites strangers into their home? if anything, it was an unrealistic fantasy you had to get rid of; green hair would walk out of the store in a few minutes and you'd never see him again. and that was fine. totally. it would not ruin your week and it surely would not be something that you would get incredibly worked up over for an unnecessary amount of time.

but he was so cute. so unfairly gorgeous, it would feel like an insult to his good looks to not at least compliment him.

the way he smiled at you did not help solving your inner conflict at all. it got you nowhere near a solution, and it slowly but surely made things even worse.

he gave you a small thumbs up, "of course, I live by closely, so I can just pick it up whenever"

after a second of what seemed like him contemplating whether to do it or not, he winked at you, quickly adding another comment, "you know what, I can just give you my number and you can text me once it's here!", a pause, "only if you'd like, of course. like, if you're comfortable with that"

oh. that was.. surprisingly fortunate.

maybe there was a chance you weren't actually as unlucky as you thought you were when it came to all this. sure, having his number for the sole purpose of texting him when the record arrived and for no other reason - because obviously that was all you had to say to him - wasn't necessarily a major sign of him also being interested in you, but one could always see it as such. one could always dream.

you pulled out your phone, unlocking it before you handed it to him, letting him type in his number before he gave it back.

'mateo', the top of your chat with him said. you grinned to yourself before you started to laugh, reading the message he had sent himself on your phone, which simply said 'hey handsome'.

one hand over your mouth, you were trying to stop yourself from continuing to giggle, the giddy feeling not leaving your body.

watching you read the message, he pulled out his own phone, holding it up so you could see the screen.

"oh, look who just texted me! let's just hope they message me again once I'm home, they're kinda cute"

blushing again, you just kept chuckling at his words. you definitely would be texting him again, no questions asked. as soon as the shop closed - or maybe you would close a bit earlier today - you'd be right back on your phone.

"enough of that, though! I unfortunately have to leave now, but don't forget me!", he winked again as he made his way to the door, turning back to wave at you as he left, door falling close with a ring of the bell above it.

you looked after him as he proudly walked off, and even after he was long gone you were still watching the sky outside of the window.

mateo

hey so.... I forgot to ask for your name

y/n

it's y/n :)

mateo

sooo, y/n... do you happen to be free on friday? ;)

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