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It is shortly past seven in the morning when Chris is standing in the same aisle like last night again. His usual brand still isn’t in stock but he only went here to distract himself from the pain anyway. He didn’t really expect his pads to be there at this early hour, not that he was in desperate need like last night, but it would have been nice.
Chris sighs and turns around.
He craves for fruit.
A cramp stings his lower body and he sighs again.
Raspberries, he remembers on his way to the fruit aisle, are supposed to help with menstrual cramps.
They don’t have raspberries.
“Try blueberries.”
Chris recognizes the voice in an instant.
“They won’t help with the cramps but they are the best.”
Chris turns around and feels a smile creep up his face.
Sebastian is holding a bowl with round and juicy-looking blueberries in his hand his blue eyes reflecting the smile on his face.
Chris notices the crinkles by Sebastian’s eyes appearing with the smile and the dimples on his cheeks that just deepen the expression.
Sebastian blushes at the continuing stare.
“Please take them. I feel awkward holding them up and you staring at me.”
Straight forward. Like yesterday.
“I’m sorry!” Chris apologizes and takes the blueberries; blushing himself now.
Sebastian offers him a new smile.
“So,” Chris scratches the back of his head “you’re up early.”
Sebastian chuckles.
“It’s past seven and I’m on my way to work, actually. I simply stopped by to get me blueberries. Gotta be early to get the good ones.”
“What do you do?” Chris hopes he doesn’t come off as nosy.
“Remember the pants I told you about last night? I work for them. Online presence to be specific.” Sebastian explains with a grin.
“So your suggestion wasn’t too altruistic.” Chris jokes. “You should be ashamed of yourself. Exploiting a man in distress.” He shakes his head and adds a chuckle. He usually isn’t this easy when getting to know new people.
“What can I do to earn your forgiveness?” Sebastian plays along and adds a begging tone to his voice.
Chris feels a rush of braveness racing through his veins.
“Coffee, please.” Chris replies.
Sebastian’s smile grows even wider. Chris is surprised that there is still room on his face for that.
“Sure. I gotta work, but there’s a coffee shop on the corner of my office. Let’s meet there?” He suggests.
“Sounds good to me” Chris feels a sweet wave of anticipation.
Sebastian pulls a pen from his pocket and grabs Chris hand. His touch leaves a tingling sensation on Chris’ skin.
“Here” Sebastian begins to write on the palm of Chris’ hand “is my number.” he lets go of the hand. “Text me when you got time and we can schedule.”
Sebastian pockets his pen, grabs two bowls of blueberries and shoots him a smile.
“See you later.” His teeth sparkle from behind his lips.
He then turns around and leaves.
Chris stares at the ink on his left hand.
He got his number.