《Hey Pretty Stranger Sal Fisher x reader x Larry Johnson》Chapter 20 - Christmas Special (2/3)
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Y/N went out the next day to pick up the boys gifts. She had everything wrapped and ready now, she just hoped they liked their gifts.
If you were wondering what Sal had meant by 'I'll see you tomorrow', well, Y/N didn't entirely know. All she knows is that she has to meet Sal and Larry in the basement of the apartments, around 7pm tonight. Which gave her just enough time after shopping, and wrapping their gifts neatly, to freshen up before seeing them.
7pm was nearing closer, and Y/N was just finishing up the final touches of makeup on her face. She gives an approving smile as she finally finishes.
She stands up from her vanity and hides the boys gifts in her closet. She grabs her winter coat, hat and fuzzy mits as she makes her way out of her room. She walks to the front door and slides on her winter boots.
"Bye mom, I'll see you later!"
Y/N calls out.
"Okay, see you tonight, be home for dinner..!"
Her mom slightly yells back.
Y/N had previously already told her mom that she was going out, so with that, Y/N leaves.
Y/N shivers as she walks outside her apartment, sure, there was pretty good heat inside the seperate apartments. But. Once you walked outside your apartment, it was freezing. The building didn't get the fixing needed on the couple random holes in the walls - that were just letting the cold winter air in.
The young teen walks towards the elevator and presses the button to floor one - the lobby. Y/N figured earlier, because Sal and Larry wanted her to meet them in the basement of the apartments, she could ask Lisa for a key card.
Thinking back to when she first met Sal; Lisa gave him a key card to the basement.
- Flashback -
The blue haired boy, who I now know his name is Sal, stands there glaring at me.
Lisa turns away from me and pulls out a key card from her pocket.
"Here you are Sal, don't lose this one."
She smiles lightly and I decide it's time to take my leave.
-End of flashback -
Now if Y/N knows one thing, it's that Lisa works from 10 thirty every weekday morning until six forty five in the afternoon. So she still had time to find her before she would leave she assumes.
The elevator doors open with a ding and Y/N makes her way out. Y/N thought she was going to have to search this place out through and through but, nope. There Lisa stood right infront of her.
'Well that's convenient.'
"Hey, Lisa!"
Y/N greets with a bright smile.
"Oh hello dear,"
Lisa does a double take as she looks up from her cleaning duties. Lisa was also all bundled up, wearing a winter coat, and mits. Her coat was purple with a fuzzy hood, and the mits were plain black.
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"What can I help you with?"
Lisa puts both her hands atop the broom handle she was currently holding, leaning on it gently.
"Well I was wondering if you perhaps had a key card, to the basement?"
"Of course, heading down to see the boy's?"
Lisa smirks.
Y/N grins and rolls her eyes playfully.
"Yes, as a matter of fact I am."
Lisa chuckles than reaches a hand into her coat pocket, pulling out the key card.
"Well, you too have fun,"
Lisa hands the card to Y/N.
"But not too much fun. Not for now at least,"
Y/N rolls her eyes and walks away blushing.
"Thanks, Lisa!"
Lisa watches as Y/N walks away. She smiles.
"Young love..."
Lisa mutters under her breath then chuckles.
Y/N stands inside the elevator now. She slides the key card into its slot and waits. The elevator doors close with a slight rattle.
The elevator begins to move creating a squeaky humming sound while Y/N's thoughts drift off.
Excitement ran through her as she thought about what they could possibly be planning for her.
All the different possibilities made her mind run wild.
She honestly just couldn't wait to find out, even though she says she likes to give more than receive, she still loves getting gifts from the ones she loves. It makes her feel thought about, and considered.
DING!
Her thoughts drift away and she crabs the key card before leaving the elevator.
As Y/N is walking she does a little giddy skip in excitement. She slips the key card into her coat pocket for safe keeping.
Y/N looks around a bit. She has been down here before, of course.
Larry lives in the only apartment down here. His mom gets paid by being able to live down here for cleaning and sprucing up this old place.
Lisa is such a sweetheart. Sometimes
Y/N thinks of Lisa as her second mom; by how kind, caring and thoughtful she is to Y/N.
As Y/N's walking she sees a guy Larry had told her about. His name is Chug, he is always sitting by the vending machine, except for when he's asleep. He has green hair, usually wearing a red t-shirt because it's his favorite color and his classic tight jeans.
"Hey Chug,"
Y/N gives a half smile while walking passed.
"Hey Y/N,"
Chug greets back.
That's it. That's all the conversation they ever had these entire past three months.
Y/N and Chug are not friends.
But they are definitely not enemies.
They are acquaintances.
They know of eachother, they respect eachother, they are on good terms with eachother and that's all.
Nothing more, nothing less.
Y/N finally reaches Larry's apartment door and she knocks twice gently.
"One sec..!"
She hears a familiar voice yell.
Just then the door swings open revealing a certain brown haired male.
"Hi Larry!"
Y/N smiles and gives him a hug.
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Larry laughs and immediately hugs her back.
"What's up, sweetheart,"
"Hello to you too,"
Sal pouts from the corner of her eye. He's standing in the living room, not too far ways from the front door.
"Don't I get a hug too?"
Y/N grins.
"Nope,"
She teases.
Sal puts a hand over his heart and dramatically falls on the couch sitting in the living room.
Y/N and Larry pull away from the hug and walk over to Sal.
"What are you doing?"
Y/N giggles at the teenage boy.
"I'm dying! Quick give me a hug it's the only way..!"
Sal says dramatically.
Y/N sighs and rolls her eyes.
She walks closer to Sal and jumps on-top of him on the couch, trying her best to wrap her arms around him.
"There, happy?"
"No...I think I need a kiss instead."
Sal smirks looking up at Y/N on-top of him.
"It's the only way."
Sal puckers up and closes his eyes while leaning closer to her.
Y/N puts a hand over his mouth pushing him away.
"I don't think so Mr."
"Damn...it was worth a try,"
Sal opens his eyes.
"Maybe next time?"
"Maybe not,"
Y/N smirks.
She gets off of Sal and sits normally on the couch.
"So, why did you guys wanna meet up?"
The two boys look to eachother then back to Y/N.
"Well, we figured-"
Larry gets cut off.
"We wanted to play in the snow with you!"
Sal interrupts.
Larry groaned.
He wanted to tell her.
"Oh I'd love to!"
Y/N bounces up from the couch with a huge smile on her face.
A smile that made Larry and Sal's hearts warm.
"Let's go!"
Y/N pulls Sal off of the couch and back to the front door - dragging Larry along with them.
Y/N impatiently waits as the two out on their jackets excreta.
"Come on..! Hurry up I wanna go play outside!"
Y/N whines like a child causing Sal and Larry to laugh at her behaviour.
"Alright alright, hold on,"
Sal grins.
They finally finished with Sal sliding on his last boot before Y/N skipped towards Larry's back door. She swung it open and ran into the snow.
She looked around in amazement.
It was gorgeous.
It had been so long since she had seen such a beautiful sight.
Aside from Sal and Larry.
Back where she lived she didn't get a ton of snow around any time of the year. She didn't have many friends but she did have Damien, and to her, that's all that mattered. She misses him. Alot.
But, things are going good here.
She calls Damien every second night to tell him about everything, or to rant, or just to talk. She's happy Damien feels comfortable to do the same. Some nights are for Damien, were he gets to rant, and talk about his day.
Life was good, and right now...it was getting so much better.
The three had played non-stop for about three hours in the snow.
Y/N was so happy, so was Sal and Larry.
They were throwing snow balls, making snow men, snow angles, anything fun you could think of - they probably did it.
Now the three teenagers had come back inside. Sitting in Larry's living room drinking some hot chocolate Lisa had made them. Lisa was currently in the kitchen cooking them dinner.
The hot chocolate was keeping them warm from being outside in the cold for so long. Plus the blanket and cuddles.
Yeah, blanket and cuddles.
Sal is sitting on Y/N's right and Larry on her left. Y/N was cuddling into Sal with a large blanket spread out on-top of all three of them. Larry was holding Y/N's hand with his hot chocolate in his left hand, while Sal was holding Y/N's waist with his hot chocolate on the coffee table.
Y/N continued sipping on the delicious beverage as she cuddled closer to the two boys.
"Thank you for this little hangout you guys,"
Y/N smiled and yawned slightly.
"It was really fun,"
"Anything for you, Princess,"
Larry says with a gentle squeeze of her hand.
Y/N's smile widens as he does so.
"Yeah, anything for you sweetheart."
"Awe, you guys are the best,"
Y/N smiles.
"I can't believe Christmas is tomorrow,"
"Are you complaining?"
Sal questions.
"Oh god no, don't get me wrong I love Christmas, but it's just not as fun now that I know Santa doesn't exist."
Y/N explains.
"What?"
Sal says in complete and utter shock.
"Santa isn't real?"
His tone was whiny and sad.
"Sal, don't tell me you still believe in Santa."
Larry states.
"No...yeah,"
Sal starts getting whiny and looks like he was about to cry if I'm being totally honest.
"You've ruined my Christmas spirit Y/N."
Sal turns away from her and fake cries. Although, he was fake crying, Y/N thought he was actually crying and came up with an excuse to not make him upset.
"Oh no, Sal! I was just kidding, he is real, I promise. I was just testing to see if you believed in him."
Y/N puts a hand on his shoulder, giving him a sympathetic look.
"Sorry,"
Sal then turns around and Y/N see's his dry face - no tears, no pout, no nothing. Aside from a grin on his stupid face.
"...Sal..?"
Y/N says confused as to why there are no tear amongst his face.
Catching Y/N off guard, Sal pulls her into an extremely tight hug.
"You care about me after all,"
"Sal, are you serious? Of course I do numb nuts."
Y/N says.
"I care about both of you equally,"
"I mean, come on, you've gotta like one of us more than the other, right?"
Sal asks. Hoping for a specific answer.
"Nope, I like you both equally."
Y/N tells Sal. He didn't like her answer, yes, but he wasn't going to say anything. Not for now at least.
11/24/22
AKA : December 24th/2022
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