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Sebastian Aho #2 - Girl Problems

Originally posted by amxwolf

A/N - heya everyone! this is super cute and super fluffy and I hope it brightens your day because I couldn’t stop grinning while writing this whole thing. 

for the anon request: Can you write a sebastian aho imagine where they meet for the first time, please?


You are not proud of your grocery shopping habits okay? Bur sometimes being a student is hella stressful and you only realize that you only have a bottle of ketchup and a couple bottles of beer in your fridge at midnight when you are trying to pack your lunch for the next day. So you go to the 24-hour grocery store a block away from your apartment at close to one in the morning. I mean, a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do, right?

So here you are, wandering around the store with your basket half-full of the essentials when you realize that your period is supposed to be start in two days. You walk down the feminine products aisle and startle a little bit when you run right into someone.

“Oh, I’m so sorry!” you apologize right away, “I’m not used to people being here this late.” when you looked up you almost swallowed your tongue. The person you just ran into was a really cute  guy who had a look of pure terror and confusion on his face while staring at a wall of various boxes of tampons and pads. The man blushed at you like he was embarrassed to be caught in the act, making you have to bite your lip to stifle a laugh.

“No, no. My fault.” the mystery man assured in an accent you didn’t recognize fully, “Just confused.”

“about life in general so you decided to take a midnight trip to a supermarket, or confused about what the hell happens to women’s bodies every month because you have a poor girl at home in need of some assistance?” you smiled and quirked an eyebrow at him.

Your question brought out a shy smile on his face and you suddenly realized that you wanted to do everything your power to keep that beautiful thing there. “Last one.” he replied and made wide, help-me eyes at the aforementioned wall.

“For your girlfriend?” you asked, half out of concern of what kind to get for cutie-pie-stranger‘s damsel in distress, and half for selfish reasons.

“No, my sister.” you did a mini fist pump in your head, “Is first time and she really embarrassed and neither of us prepared.”

“Aw, poor girl.” you smiled warmly before picking up a box of your personal favourite type of pads when you were a teenager and handed it to him along with a duo box of tween tampons and panty liners. “she’ll want to stick with pads for right now, but if she wants tampons these ones should fit her body better.”

Mystery-man looked at the boxes you just handed to him like they were from outer space then looked back at you with his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, “Fit?”

You laughed at that, “Oh honey, you are in way over your head. Come on, you are going to need a few more things to help your sis out.” you quickly picked up your own box of tampons and turned on your heel to start through the store once more. The stunned man quickly caught up to you as you went on your hunt for ibuprofen.

“What you doing here so late then?” he asked

“School is hell and I’m generally a mess.” you replied bluntly making him chuckle, “plus it’s much easier getting shopping done without anyone around, than trying to fight through mothers of four with their snotty-nosed toddlers having temper tantrums on weekends.”

You searched the display in front of you quickly before spotting the little box of life-saving pain relief and handed it to him.

“You not a mess.” he said with puppy dog eyes looking at you. God, you think you might be visibly swooning, “You very helpful and nice.”

You beamed back at him before admitting, “The only reason I am actually capable right now is because I have, in fact, been a woman my whole life so I deal with this bullshit a lot.”

He smiled back at you while you continued on through the store. You talked back and forth, trading questions about what you both did with your lives and you were surprised to find that he was actually a Carolina Hurricanes player. You accumulated a heat pad and some tissues before you pulled him into the dessert aisle. You went right for the big chocolate bars, handing two to him and then grabbing a box of cupcakes with thick pink icing and rainbow sprinkles on top.

He raised an eyebrow at you questioningly when you handed him those items “Trust me, both you and your sister will thank me later.”

“I don’t think I will ever understand girls.” he smiled and shook his head.

“You don’t need to understand us, just understand some of the shit we have to deal with sometimes and being able to help is just fine.” you smiled back at him, as you started walking to the cash register, “Alright, you should be set to go then. And try not to make a big deal about it because your sister is probably really embarrassed even though it is the most normal thing in the world.”

“Thanks for all your help…” it suddenly dawned on him that he hadn’t asked your name.

“(Y/N)” you supplied and his face brightened making you giggle a bit

“Sebastian.’ he replied and you smiled at that too, having a name to associate with one of the cutest people you had met in your life.

“Good luck Sebastian,” you smiled and tried not to look disappointed that this was probably going to be the last time seeing him.

“Wait!” he called after you, “…Could I maybe… get your number? Y’know, in case I need anymore help?” he asked shyly.

You bit your lip lightly, “Hmm… that depends.”

Sebastian’s face fell a little bit, “Depends on what?”

“If you are actually planning on using my number as a helpline, then no. If that was just a bad pick-up line and you really want to take me out sometime, then of course.” you winked

Sebastian’s face immediately let back up and he let out a little chuckle in spite of himself, “You are something else, (Y/N). And I really like it.” you were now blushing at his words but you traded phones and in the next thirty seconds had the name and number for this cute boy that you met at the supermarket at one in the morning while helping him look for tampons. What a story, eh?

You both checked out quickly and Sebastian walked you out to your car. Before getting in he swooped down and kissed you on your cheek and you felt all of your insides turn to goop.

“Goodnight, (Y/N).”

“Goodnight Sebastian.” you smiled and hopped into your car. He blew you a little kiss as you pulled away from the parking lot and you didn’t stop grinning from ear to ear for the whole ride home.


Up next: Andre Burakovsky!

This one time in seventh grade we had a gross sexist teacher and a girl asked if she could go to the bathroom because “it’s an emergency” and he said no but she left anyway and my teacher was like “HEY YOU GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW” and she screamed “IM GETTING A TAMPON OLD MAN”