《She's a flirt (training camp x reader)》27. Good job
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Cold air blew into my face as I walked through the gas station doors, the boys came in behind me a few seconds later. We had to make it seem like we weren't together.
I had my dress hiked up and a pair of ojiros glasses on, my makeup was a little bolder tonight, and I even brought my purse with me to make sure I looked older.
I walked in and went straight to the back, where the alcohol was kept. I was glad the worker was a man, it would be easier to flirt my way out.
He was actually quite cute, he looked to be about 25.
All the while, the boys walked around picking out the snacks they wanted. I tasked atsumu with getting mine since I was obviously busy.
They said they wanted something strong, they didn't care what kind. I looked around and eyed the selection. The best thing here was Bacardi, I grabbed two bottles and took a deep breath.
Please don't call the cops on me sexy cashier man.
I went back to the front and approached the register.
The boys were eyeing me from a snack aisle, I could hear them whispering.
Probably about me.
I placed the bottles on the counter in front of me, and the man looked into my eyes causing me to stop breathing. I was a little nervous.
"This all"? He asked licking his lips and smiling.
Damn boy- you fine.
"Mhm". I nodded putting my elbows on the counter and leaning forward.
"Alright". He said scanning them and ringing them up.
"ID". He stated, I was frozen.
"Sure". I smiled as I opened my purse.
I pretended to fumble around in it for a while, then I let a surprised and concerned look cross my face.
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"Fuck... I left it at home". I sighed as I pulled out my phone.
"One second"- i said putting my finger up in front of me. "Take your time". He responded, leaning on the counter himself and smiling like he didn't believe a thing.
I texted kageyama.
I then took a breath and pushed dial.
It took a moment and I was hoping he answered.
It would be easier to 'talk to someone' if you could actually hear a voice coming from the phone.
Suddenly kageyama picked up the line and I began, "hey.. biiiitch, I can't believe I left my ID all the way at home".
"Y/n"? Kageyama asked confused.
"Bitch. Bring me my ID". I laughed casually.
"Huh? The fuck are you saying"? Kageyama chimed.
"I'm at the gas station already , can you or not"? I asked.
"Oh- I just saw your text". Kageyama answered.
"Oh my god- you can never do a favor". I said acting annoyed.
"Yes. Yes. Got your ID bitch... yes bestfriend I'm on the road". Kageyama said solemnly.
I turned a little to see the nervous boys pretending to be inspecting the snacks they were picking.
Then I turned back around and put my hand to my face. "Ok whatever. Don't ask me for shit". I said hanging up on kageyama.
"Well- my so called bestfriend can never do anything for me". I told the cashier who just smirked.
"Where do you live at"? He asked.
"Like 25 minutes away". I answered quickly.
I was a good liar.
"Hm- yeah that's kinda far". He responded.
"I mean, I'm sure I look old enough". I tested.
"Not really". He laughed, then he eyed me up and down. I let my cleavage spill out even more.
"How old are you then"? He asked.
"Just turned 21 last month". I said. "You look younger". He told me as I leaned back onto the counter. He was still doing it and it made us close.
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I pulled down ojiros glasses and smiled.
"Come on-". I said touching his arm on the counter.
"Mm- Mm you're gonna get me in trouble". He said with a smile. I knew he liked me.
"Just once". I quietly begged as the boys behind watched.
The cashier looked around and then back at me.
"I don't know... I cant tell if you're really old enough". He replied.
"Trust me". I said letting my hand run farther up his arm and rest on his shoulder. Our faces were really close and he smelled so good.
I wonder if atsumu is jealous.
I'm doing this for them though.
"I might be able to". The cashier said.
"Ok, what do I need to do"? I asked seductively.
I wouldn't mind doing something strange with him. I actually QUITE wanted to.
"How about you give me your number". He replied quietly. "Sure". I laughed as I let his shoulder go.
"How old are you"? I asked. Maybe later I'll tell him the truth and he won't mind. I am actually 18 to be fair, and 19 super soon.
"I'm 21". He replied.
"Mm- so let me get your phone". I said.
He grinned and pulled it out his pocket handing it to me.
I entered my contact as 'hot gas station girl' and handed it back.
"Hot gas station girl"? He asked.
"I thought it was a good name". I replied looking up at him.
He looked down and licked his lips.
Oh my goodness...
"Alright hot girl, that's $45.18". He responded making my stomach twist.
"Okay". I agreed as I reached into my purse and handed him a 50.
"Keep the change of course". I smiled touching his arm again.
He looked down at my hand and then back at me.
"I'll call you". He said.
"Okay". I nodded with sparkling eyes.
I turned around and started to walk out the door, turning around once more just before leaving to catch him staring at my ass.
I walked out and exhaled when I got to sunas car.
Oh my gosh that was nerve wracking.
The boys paid for the snacks inside and soon came out behind me.
"YEAH Y/N"! Ojiro cheered as the group applauded my effort.
Everyone but suna was thanking me.
"Don't want any"? I asked walking up to him and making a face.
He cant keep being rude to me like this.
He sighed and looked down at the bottles in my hands.
Then he put his hand out, I placed one heavy bottle in his hand and he smiled.
"Mm... good job". He said as he unlocked the car and everyone began getting in.
My head was rushing.
Fuuuuuuuuck that made me wet.
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