Nights & Days: Running into Him
Disclaimer: This story is completely fictional based on fantasies. There is no implication on the true sexuality of the celebrities, dead or alive, mentioned.
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In an alternate timeline, where our familiar 98 Degrees do not exist and other celebrities are simply common people with common jobs......
It was a bright morning. Jeff Timmons, the working college student, was working his morning shift in a small restaurant. The morning was slow, and Jeff was daydreaming that beautiful guy he saw the night before.
"Hey, big guy!" Shirley called.
"Nothing. It just looked like you weren't here." Shirley grinned a little. "You should be glad we're not that busy this morning. Had a hard night at the club last night?"
"No, not really. I saw this guy last night, and couldn't get my mind off him ever since." Jeff confessed.
"Really? That's cute. How does this guy look like? Didn't you go sizing him up? You should've go up to him and ask for his numbers." Shirley jabbed lightly on her co-worker's arm.
"Naw... I'm not working in a gay club. How do you expect me to just go up and ask a guy's numbers when I don't even know if he's gay or not!"
"It won't hurt to try, will it? If he's gay and finds you cute, you'll probably get a date. if he's not, you don't need to keep wondering now. Am I right or what?!"
"I guess so... But it won't work. I don't have time to date or anything." Jeff sighed.
"Things will work out. So, if you see him again next time, do what I've told you to. Now, how does he look like?"
"Mmm... A little shorter than me, short light brown hair, big smile, cute nose." Jeff said.
"Good thing that you're not reporting to the police for a missing individual. There're like over a million people who fit that description here in LA!"
"You know that I'm not good with words." Jeff complained. Shirley was a great girl to work with. If he had the time, she would make a good friend.
"Just teasing you, big guy." Shirley stopped when she saw someone just came into the restaurant. "Go have that guy seated. I need to use the bathroom now."
Jeff chuckled slightly then turned to greet the new customer. His heart stopped for a brief moment when he saw the face of the customer he was going to serve.
"Hey, aren't you the bouncer from the club?" The guy called to Jeff.
"Guess I am. Don't think you can recognize me in daylight." Jeff joked.
"I've got good memory."
"Seems to be so. One person or two?"
"Just me and myself."
"Okay, this way please."
Jeff unconsciously lead the guy to a booth away from the main dining area. Bringing him the menu, Jeff stood and waited for the order - nervously.
"I'll just have some scrambled egg with bacon, and a coffee please." The guy looked up from his seat, gave Jeff a bright smile. "Would you mind coming back to chat a little when you're done with your orders? It's not that busy today, is it?" he said looking around.
Jeff looked at the guy unsurely. "Sure okay. Our boss does encourage us to chat with customers. He says it helps keeping good relationship wit customers." He said matter-of-factly, trying to assure himself that it should be fine just chatting with this guy. But he knew deep down, it would not be easy for him to act nonchalantly while the guy he had been dreaming of was right in front of him.
"And by the way, my name's Drew."
"Jeff. Call me Jeff."
"This is a stupid idea!" Jeff was screaming to himself in his head while getting changed after his shift. Somehow, over his brunch, Drew managed to convince Jeff to show him around Los Angeles and help him get a few things for his new apartment.
Jeff learned that Drew has recently changed his job and moved here to LA. Drew's elder brother, who was also in LA, was living in a two-room apartment and gladly took Drew under his wing by offering Drew the other room. They went out for some brotherly hangout the night before, in the club where Jeff worked at night time as a bouncer. Work would not start for Drew until the coming monday, so he decided to get to know the city better before work took over.
"Hazel eyes." thinking to himself, Jeff. "Must've been those hazel eyes. How could I let him talk me into spending my day off from classes to go out with him while I should be home studying?!" The bad thing was, Jeff's gaydar was not picking up any sign. This Drew, was most likely to be another straight guy - a straight guy who liked Jeff but wanted nothing more than just friendship from him. But the worst was Jeff knew he was attracted to this Drew.
"Jeff, are you in there?" knocking on the door, it was Shirley.
"Yeah... I'll be out in a minute." Jeff answered.
"Just let you know, that guy from earlier is outside looking for you. He said you promised to showing him around town."
"Tell him I'll be with him soon."
"Alright. I'm leaving now. Have a nice day, Jeff."
"You too." Jeff said. Truly wondering what he was getting out of this, Jeff closed and locked his locker. Hanging his head low, he headed out to the front of the restaurant.