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2018-12-06
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Hold My Hand

Summary:

You're living in Mill Neck with your two best friends, and one day while at the mailbox, you bump into a mysterious man and his dog.

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12/6/2018 -
I've been posting this fic on tumblr for quite some time now but with tumblr's new nsfw guidelines, I've decided to move here. I will still be posting on tumblr though, that is unless my blog gets flagged and/or deleted. Because I'm moving all my chapters from tumblr, it might take awhile for the next chapter to be uploaded, plus I'm still getting used to this site. Please feel free to leave comments and feedback, I'd love to hear what you all think.
2024 - This fic has been going on for a very long time! Thank you for reading it! Thank you for even clicking on it in the first place! As you'll notice, my writing does gradually get better (seeing as I started writing this in 2018!!) but please be kind. i was struggling in the beginning lmao

Chapter Text

As you make your way out to the mailbox, you see a dog running your way, and before you know it, he’s jumping on you, paws on your chest, tail going a mile a minute. You laugh quietly and hear a deep voice calling out to him.

“Bleu, get down!”

The dog’s head snaps toward his owner’s direction and he’s by his side before you can even wipe the dirty paw prints off your shirt. When you look up, you see a tall raven haired man, his shadow cascading over you and blocking the sun from shining on your face.

“I’m so sorry, he’s usually not like this.” he says, leaning down to pat the dog’s belly. He looks down and his hair falls in his face like a curtain.

“It’s okay, he’s pretty cute so I don’t mind,” you say, unsure of whether you mean the dog or his owner.

“John.” he says, stretching out his hand in front of you.

You take it in yours and his calloused fingers brush against the back of your hand causing a tingling feeling all over your body. After supplying your name, you let go and he looks over to the dog who is sitting at his feet with his head tilted back and eyes closed.  

“And this is Bleu.” At the sound of his name the dog looks up at his owner and his tail begins to wag. You lean down so you’re eye level with him and you scratch behind his ear and introduce yourself.

Your friend April pops her head out the front door and calls your name, needing your help with something inside.

“It was nice to meet you,” you smile, reaching out to shake John’s hand once more and you look down towards Bleu, “And you too!”

As you reach to pet him one last time, you notice that John still has a tight grip on your hand. Your eyes meet and you feel yourself blushing. When John notices your cheeks growing more and more red by the second he blinks and lets go of your hand.

“I apologize again for Bleu. I’ll…see you around, I guess.” John’s watching you as you begin to get more flustered.

“Sure.” you nod your head as John starts making his way across the street to his house, and you turn to go inside to see what your friend needs help with.

When you reach the door you yell out to your friends, “You will not believe what just happened.”