#uhhh i just want a ‘customer’ x ‘gas station worker reader’ au so i spedrun this 🫶🏼

[tojisun]

(word vomit; just thinking about simon having a cute crush 🥹)

simon’s known for being over-prepared.

boy scout riley, price endearingly calls him. it’s not even that far from the truth—he’s always got an extra shirt or shorts or boxers packed in his car, with a standard medicine kit and trauma blankets. he’s even got a tire repair kit tucked in his trunk and, hell, an extra tire packed in one of his bigger trucks. he’s even developed the habit of always having his tank close to full because they can never know when a drive-out turns into a four-day trip.

point is that simon ensures that he is always prepared for anything.

so imagine their surprise when they catch simon frequenting a far-away petrol station; always at eleven in the evening, and always during the weekdays.

once in a week was a standard trip, twice was lips-pursing, but five times? that one is a notable pattern.

so they shadow him; price picking up the lads in his truck to stalk simon. they follow at a decent distance, opting about three cars between simon’s rover and price’s truck to avoid suspicion and hopefully throw simon off the idea that they’re on his tail.

what? price is not at fault for wanting to uncover what the hell was simon really after from that esso.

well, it wasn’t a what, per se, but a who—and it was a sleep-deprived clerk who looks about two caffeine cups away from a meltdown.

they watch the way simon prepays his petrol so that he can talk to you. hs hits you up with a careful greeting, one that unfurls your grumpy face into a genuine smile. and this, price realizes it for what it is—you and simon are familiar with each other.

so this means that whatever this thing you and simon have was happening for a while now.

interesting. price thinks as he hauls johnny and kyle back to his truck to give simon and his cute little crush their privacy.

very, very interesting.