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Chuck had arranged to “accidentally” run into one of his creations, a woman in her mid 20’s that he had a great deal of interest in, you. He arranged the meeting almost perfectly, though there was one curveball that he had not intended. You were a perfect being that he had made - well, not perfect exactly, but he had made you in a way he simply adored. His love for you, though he had never formally shown himself to you, was stronger than he initially intended. What he had not expected for his meeting was you sitting on the bench, tears profusely pouring from your puffy eyes. Initially, he had seen this scene from a distance, and debated whether or not to go up to you.
He thought about postponing this meeting to a happier time, but then, it struck him.
If he could make your day better, you both would have the ability to be happy. It may have been a little morally wrong for him to swoop in at your worst, but he could not bear to see you cry. Watching this scene from afar, and with the pedestal that he placed you on unintentionally, all he wanted was to see you smile and be happy. He created you in his image, and you had exceeded his expectations over the years that you had existed. To him, you were this stunning, intelligent, kind creature that he could not wait to meet, and one day hold you in his arms.
Knowing that, he acted as if he was just going to walk past you, pretended to notice you for the first time, and walked to the empty spot on the bench. You had noticed a man walk by, but initially thought nothing of it, until you had heard a voice beside you. What he asked was a simple, “Would you mind if I sit, Miss?” A little embarrassed, you attempted to stop crying, wiping your eyes quickly and nodding. It was not often that people passed through this park, so that is why you picked this place specifically to let out your emotions. Never did you actually expect someone to pass by, let alone sit beside you. When you were sad, the best place for you to be was outside in nice weather, because it always seemed to make things just the smallest bit better.
“S-sure,” you said softly, motioning with the hand that was not wiping your face for him to sit. “I’m sorry. Long day.” Trying to stifle out a laugh, it turned out to sound much more awkward and unhappy than you had intended.
He sent you a grateful smile, and for a moment you had not noticed it, until you started to regain yourself. As he spoke, he said, “If you wouldn’t mind me asking, what has you down? You have such a beautiful face - it’s a shame to see it full of tears.”
If that was a pick up line, that was the worst, but it was so kind regardless. You blushed softly, attempting to give the stranger a half smile. No one in this town was nearly this kind, and it brought a little warmth into your heart. “Just going through a rough time, ya know,” you said, planning to leave it at just that. This was, in fact, a stranger to you. There was something about him that made you feel a little calmer just being around him, which you passed off as it possibly being his kindness.
As if he had read your mind, he introduced himself, saying, “I’m Chuck, by the way, and Miss, I’d be more than willing to lend an ear and listen. I know you don’t know me, but I would love to help.” In actuality, pain panged him on the inside, seeing his creation - one of his favorites - feeling so low. You had beautiful e/c eyes and your voice was like music to him - something radiant, calming, and necessary for life.
“It’s nice to meet you, Chuck,” you said softly, “I’m Y/N.” He already knew your name, of course, but he wanted to feel human. The last thing he would want to do was make you feel uncomfortable, especially with the infamous G word. Chuck wanted to meet you on human terms, and maybe one day actually tell you the truth. Deceptive, maybe, but he could imagine no human would truly have a positive reaction to it otherwise, especially one not knowing of the supernatural that was all around them anyhow. You were not a hunter, nor did you know anything about vampires, werewolves, or even the apocalypses that had taken place. All you were was a regular human being whom had wildly exceeded his expectations, that he happened to fall in love with.
Shocking even yourself, you began to spill your heart out to this total stranger; telling him about how you had just been fired from your job because you refused to sleep with your boss, how everything was just so overwhelming recently, and getting into great detail that you had never spoken to someone with before. As you spoke, your tears began to dry, and you were actually starting to feel more and more comfortable in this stranger’s presence. He listened with intent eyes, and reacted to just about everything with sympathy and kindness. For the most part, he let you vent and get everything off of your chest, but when he did get the chance to reply, everything was so kind and sweet. You did not know anyone around your area could even be this kind.
For the longest time, you had felt like you were missing more than something, but this person was making you feel so much better, like there was the possibility that you had found that something. He was very handsome, too, and you noticed that as your talks turned a little lighter and he began cheering you up. His eyes were his best feature, you had noticed from the amount of eye contact the two of you had during the conversation. They were captivating. Chuck told you about how he had been writing a book, and how much of a struggle that had been for him. Though he never got into the gritty details of it all, he shared a great deal of what he was going through as well. You sympathized with him, and felt kind of bad that you had complained about everything that you had, even though you were more than grateful that he had listened to it all.
The conversation began to switch to getting to know each other’s favorite things, hobbies and more. After a while of just enjoying your presence, he finally asked, “Hey, how about this -would you like to get a bite to eat with me? I know a great diner nearby.” The question admittedly threw you off guard for a moment. With his timing, though, it was as if he knew you were starving, which in actuality he did.
You contemplated for a moment, but there was something about this man that you had an attraction to. Smiling, you said, “I would absolutely love to, Chuck.”
Though he was not successful in taking you away from all the pain that you had been experiencing, he did happen to make you feel better, and set up the possibility for you to fall for him. It would take time, since the humans he had created were in fact quite tricky, but you had definitely taken a liking to him that day. Your smile ingrained into his mind that night, and he could not wait to see you again. The two of you had exchanged phone numbers, and he told you whenever you needed anything, call him before anyone else. No matter what he was doing - he would be there for you. Chuck glanced down at his phone, smiling at the number in his contacts and the cute picture he had taken of you for the contact image. Chuck had a plan, and everything was on the right track.