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Closing Time (Benjamin Tallmadge x Reader)

Smoothie shop AU. It’s 5 minutes till close, and you’re anxious to get home. That is, until a stranger walks through the door. Oh, and he has no idea what kind of smoothie he wants.

Benjamin Tallmadge x reader

Fandom: Turn: Washington’s Spies

WC: 914

AN: I got struck with some late night inspiration. This is my first fic I’ve written in a while so sorry in advance lmao. And yeah I work at a smoothie place and my favorite smoothie that’s referenced in the fic tastes just like a creamsicle I love it so much. I want this to be a series, let me know if you’d like a continuation!Hope you enjoy! ~ Nikki

Y/F/B - your favorite band

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You glanced at your phone. Only 10 minutes till closing. You worked at your local smoothie shop for the last 6 months. Recently you had gotten a promotion to manager. You loved and hated it at the same time.

You went to the front of the store and double checked that everything was ready for closing. The store itself was small but there was a myriad of things that could be forgotten, such as forgetting to restock or take back canisters.

5 more minutes, and then you could turn off this annoying radio and play y/f/b.

You were wiping down counters when a sudden ding caught your attention, followed by a mans voice.

‘Are you still open?’ You mentally groaned. As much as you wanted to say no your boss would have your head. You turned around to face the culprit.

At first look, he didn’t look like the smoothie type. In fact he looked like he looked like someone who could drink ten shots of espresso and still be tired. His chestnut hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail. He adorned a vintage blue jacket that he most likely picked up at a thrift store.

You had to admit, he was kinda cute. maybe you’d be more interested if he wasn’t preventing you from getting home at a decent time. Nonetheless, you smiled and answered.

‘Yeah of course, what can I get for you?’ You asked in your customer service voice, a couple octaves higher than your usual voice.

‘Oh you just made my night. I just got off the train and your sign was the only one still on,’ he paused, and you already knew what he would say next. Looks like you weren’t gonna close on time.

‘I actually haven’t been here before... what would you recommend?’ Oh, he’s gonna be one of these customers. You listed off a few options, but nothing seemed to interest him. Time to pull out the secret menu. If he’s gonna take up your time, you might as well find him a smoothie he’ll enjoy.

‘Do you like creamsicles?’ You asked. No one knew about this smoothie. It’s technically on the kids menu but it was your favorite so you modified it to be a full size smoothie.

‘I love them, why do you ask?’ It was now 9:05. You knew you needed to turn off the sign to prevent anymore customers from coming in and delaying your close even more, but you couldn’t be bothered. You smiled at his answer.

‘I’ve got just the smoothie for you then!’ Your mood starting to change. Nothing made you happier than finding a customer their perfect smoothie. It was kind of dumb, but it made you smile.

You picked up the canister and expertly prepared the smoothie. You might’ve made your scoops a little big so you could have the extra, but no one needs to know.

You set the smoothie to blend and turned to the stranger.

‘So, since you walked in here 5 minutes before closing, I think it’s only fair I know your name.’ You didn’t know why, but you wanted to know more about this stranger, even more than just his name. Like, why wear a jacket in the middle of summer?

‘Benjamin, Benjamin Tallmadge. But my friends call me Ben. May I know the name of the kind woman who let me in 5 minutes before closing?’ You smiled at him then pointed to the obvious name tag pinned to your shirt.

‘Y/N,’ he paused. ‘Well thank you Y/N, for dealing with an obnoxious customer this late. If I were you I would e kicked myself out.’

You laughed as you poured his smoothie into a cup, as well as the extras into a smaller cup. You quickly scribbled the name of the smoothie on the cup, as well as his name.

‘No problem Benjamin. It happens, and lucky for you I’m in a decent mood.’ You joked. You gently handed over the smoothie, afraid to drop it.

‘The name of the smoothie is on the cup, so if you happen to be back and I’m not here you can just ask for that, they’ll know how to make it for you.’

‘Thank you, Y/N. How much do I owe you?’

‘Don’t worry about it, it’s on the house.’ He started to protest, but you dismissed him.

‘I just hope you enjoy it as much as I do. Now if hate to kick you out, but I was supposed to close 10 minutes ago.’ Part if you wished he came in earlier, so you could talk to him longer, but if you stayed open any longer you’d get in trouble.

He took a sip of the smoothie, and immediately smiled, causing you to do the same.

‘I think this is the best smoothie I’ve ever tasted, and I’m sure it had something to do with the woman who made it.’

Did he just flirt with me?

‘Thank you again, Y/N. I’ll most certainly come back again, and I hope you’ll be here when I do. Have a great night.’ He smiled and turned to leave, but not before slipping a twenty into the tip jar. He walks to the door and paused, slightly turning his head to face you.

‘And by the way, you can call me Ben.’

And with that he left; although, he remained in your thoughts for the rest of the night, hoping you would see him again.

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AN: now I want a smoothie :(

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things I currently write for

Legend of Zelda (mainly BoTW bc I'm most familiar)

The Umbrella Academy

Marvel

TURN: Washington’s Spies

Avatar: The Last Airbender

Percy Jackson (including HoO)

Harry Potter

more TBA

honestly I'll write for anything as long as I’m familiar of it