Talk is overrated ~J.A.
A/N: I just wrote this because i am bored, i hope it’s somewhat decent. This one goes out to jenn ( @darlingavery ) love ya
requested? lmao no not really just by myself
Summary: You go to your favorite place in town and are met with a pleasant surprise once you get there
You get out of the bus and are instantly hit with a cold gush of wind. It was a very cold and gloomy day, but since you had no class today you wanted to put it to use and go to your favorite place downtown. Whenever you had some time off or needed time to yourself, you would always go to your favorite record shop to wander around the aisles of the shop and forget about all of the stressful things in your life. After wandering through the shop admiring the big collection of records, you would occasionally buy one and walk further down the street to a cute little coffee shop you liked to go to. Once you got there you would usually sit down on one of the seats in your favorite corner. You would order your favorite drink and get a small piece of cake before getting comfy in your seat and pulling your favorite book out of your bag.
As usual, you made your way down the street until you reached the record shop. Excited as always, you enter the shop and greet the owner Janice, before making your way down the aisles.
While you walked through the first aisle you noticed someone singing and playing the guitar. You listened closely and found out that it was coming from the back of the shop. You walk in the direction the stranger’s voice is coming from, curious to find out whose angelic voice you were hearing. When you reach the end of the aisle you find a boy sitting on the couch singing the lyrics to one of your favorite songs. He was wearing a big hoodie and his soft curls were covering his forehead. “Well, now, if your baby leaves you and you got a tale to tell, well, just take a walk down Lonely Street to Heartbreak Hotel” you heard him sing as he strummed the guitar. You were mesmerized by his voice and face. As he’s about to sing the next line he looks up at you flashing you the prettiest smile you’ve ever seen. “Hello there” he says with a smug smile on his face as you try your best not to blush after being caught staring at him. “Hi” you answer as you try to hide your rosy cheeks with your scarf. The curly haired boy keeps looking at you trying to catch a glimpse of your face, which by now is half covered with the big scarf you’re wearing.
“You know, it’s a shame you’re covering up your face with that scarf.” the boy says while getting up from the couch. You pull down the scarf a little so it won’t cover your mouth while speaking. “And why is that?” you ask him as you admire the freckles on his face. “Because I think you’re really pretty and you shouldn’t hide away like that.” Taken aback by the compliment you stay quiet for a second but end up pulling down the scarf once you feel like your cheeks stopped burning up. You smile at him, “that’s really sweet of you.” you say softly as you thank him. “My name’s Jack by the way” the brown-eyed boy excitedly introduces himself as he sticks out his hand. You gladly shake his hand. “Nice to meet you, my name’s Y/N”. “Beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” You smile at his comment and thank him. He sits down on the couch again and pets next to him for you to sit down and talk. “I really liked the song you were playing earlier it’s one of my favorite songs.” “Really?” he says as his eyes light up. “Then I’m going to finish it.” he says in excitement as he grabs the guitar again and starts playing.
When he’s done singing the song you give him a little applause and he bows. You shoot him a big smile as you tell him how much you like his voice. “Your smile is beyond gorgeous… Please, keep doing it.” Jack suddenly said. He gave you a soft smile as he watched you get flustered and started smiling, himself. You look at the boy as he runs his hands through his hair to fix it. He looked very cute doing so and you debate whether or not you should ask him the burning question that’s going through your mind right now. Eventually, you build up the courage to do so. You take a deep breath and bite your lip as you look at him and try getting the words out of your mouth. “Do you want to, like– I mean, if you’re not busy… go get lunch? Or just coffee if you don’t have time for lunch?”
As you stumble over all of the words you feel his hand touch yours and your eyes shoot up to meet his. “Yeah I could go for lunch, I know this place that’s a block away from here, we can go there, it’s really nice.” Your eyes sparkle as the realization hits that he actually said yes. “Great, I’d love that.” Before you even got the chance to say something else you felt him grab your hand gently and intertwining with yours. He gestured for you to follow him and you walked outside with him. “So where exactly is this place you want to go to?” “You know what? Screw lunch, I’m taking you out for dinner and a movie tonight.” You giggled “Even better, but if we’re not going to lunch then where are we going?” He thought about it for a second before answering: “We could still go for coffee I guess, or we can go back to the record shop and I can sing you some more songs?” You stayed quiet for a second before saying: “Let’s go get some coffee and talk a little first and then we’ll see about you serenading me.” “Talking is so overrated though, I’d rather sing you a song.” you chuckle as you look into his eyes before winking at him and saying: “We’ll see, Jack”