[Inspired by Valetinaaa🌸🌸🌸]

You and Stan were together since college. He never admitted that he basically fell in love with you HARD as a teenager.

You were working at Greasy's Diner at the time and Stan hadn't seen you all morning, only seeing your body and not your face when you spoke to him since he was too busy texting Ford.

“Oh, and I got a new haircut.” you said once you poured in his coffee.

He scoffed, “Lemme guess, you cut off one or two inches?”

“Nah, I got a pixie cut.”

“HUH?” His eyes widened in disbelief as he looked up at you and finally saw your smooth and curly locks, your hair slightly brushing against the back of your neck.

“Yeah, I don't know, I think she went a bit high on the sides, but do you like it?”

“Like it?” he choked back a chuckle. “Ooohh.. if I could jump across this counter-” he muttered.

“What was that?” you tilted your head.

“Nothin', toots.” He smiled with a lovestruck look and leaned his head on his palm, his elbow propped up on the table.