《Hey Pretty Stranger Sal Fisher x reader x Larry Johnson》Chapter 19 - Christmas Special. (1/3)
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Finally...the cold, breezy time of the year had come around. The single month that held the most meaningful holiday.
The one holiday that creates the best memories from now and for many years to come - Christmas.
Y/N couldn't wait for December 25th, she was bouncing with excitement.
Today was the day before Christmas break and Y/N's last class of the day.
As she was making her way towards her science class she couldn't help but wonder what presents she would get for Sal, Larry and of course Gizmo.
They had to be important, and meaningful. Just like the holiday.
She wanted to show them just how much they meant to her. Although she had only known them for 3 months, they were the best months of her life. Things had finally started to move along in her life ever since she met them.
She was happy around them.
So she wanted to give them something that made them happy as well.
"Y/N!"
She heard a familiar deep voice call out, throwing Y/N out of her thoughts.
'Speak of the devil and he shall appear.'
She turns and see's Sal running to her.
She smiles.
"Oh, Sal! What are you doing here? I thought you'd be skipping,"
Sal finally catches up to her.
"I was, buuut, I decided to drop it to give you something,"
"To give me something?"
She smiled widely.
"Yeah, I uh- I got you something,"
He smiles down at the E/C teen before him.
"You did? Awe, you didn't have to,"
Y/N furrows her eyebrows still with the same big smile.
Knowing damn well she is so relieved he got her something. Not to sound greedy, she just wanted something that was from him and just to know that he had thought about her too made her grin like a fool.
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Sal hands her a small red, white, and green bag. Y/N takes it gleefully from his hand with a big grin.
"Thank you so much, Sal,"
She paused.
"This is so sweet of you,"
"Don't open it until the special day, yeah?"
He tells her.
"Alright, I won't,"
Y/N gives him a hug.
Sal hugs her back. Slipping his hands around her waist securely, his face hiding in the crook of her neck - breathing in her sweet scent.
"Alright, now get going sweet cheeks, don't want miss good grades to be late,"
Sal pulls away from the hug and so does Y/N.
She smiles and turns to walk away but not before Sal slaps her ass.
"Get going,"
Y/N turns with her mouth open. She scoffs playfully.
"Sal!"
"What? You know you liked it, sweetheart."
'True, but I'm not going to say that.'
"Oh my god..."
Y/N laughs slightly.
"Okay, seriously go, I'll see you tomorrow."
Sal smiles down at her.
"See you tomorrow,"
Y/N slightly jogs away before Sal could even try to do what he did again.
"Smartass..."
Sal mutters with a goofy grin before turning and walking the opposite direction Y/N had. Then mutters under his breath with a smirk.
"Smart ass with a nice ass,"
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11/23/22
AKA : December 23rd/2022
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