ac : kelcair

"Ugh— are you kidding me??" Slingshot groaned, fighting the urge to slap himself as reality pulled him out of his daydream. He stared at the mixing bowl in horror. He'd grabbed the salt instead of the sugar. A rookie mistake. From a professional baker, no less.

"Lovesick zombie” Shuriken had deadpan. Slingshot hated to admit it, but that label was starting to feel uncomfortably accurate.

Lately, he'd been screwing up way more than usual. And it wasn’t going unnoticed. If this kept up, he'd lose customers.

Still, no matter how many mistakes he made, Slingshot couldn’t help the giddy flutter he felt every time the bell above the door jingled. The sight of you— just you, was enough to make him flush so hard he had to fight to regain composure. He was a lovesick idiot, and it was painfully obvious.

Slingshot swallowed hard as you approached the counter, realizing with dread that anyone with half a brain could see how flustered he was, his face practically glowing with embarrassment.

Clearing his throat, he stammered over his words, his eyes darting from your face to your body, trying and failing to not lose his cool. he was practically chanting in his head to calm down CALM THE FUCK DOWN—

"Uh, great to see you again... uhm... what can I get for you today?" Wow so smooth.