Tattoos and Ebony [Punk!Jake x Reader]

    [Name] worked at a waitress at Sburban Lights, a well-known and tasteful restaurant.  It wasn't one of those prissy rich kinds of restaurants and she was glad for that but the manager, Tim, made it seem a lot like one. His rule was if he didn't like someone, he'd kick them out. He was a total douche at times and even worse [Name's] friend had managed to get the two of them to go on a few dates. [Name] tried so hard to hint that she didn't like him but she was stuck. Oh well....she'd get rid of him at some point. 

    Hearing the little door chime, the [h/c] haired waitress put on her signature smile, looking towards her next customer. He seemed to be her age and wore a loose tanktop, baggy shorts with a chain, and a few tattoos covered his built arms. His ebony hair was naturally spiked but a few softer wisps fell in front of his emerald green eyes. [Name] let out a little chuckle at her unique customer... and she had to admit she just loved his tattoos. "Welcome to Sburban Lights!" she chimed from her spot, "What would you like today, sir? Love your tats by the way." The boy smirked at her and was about to say something when they both heard rushing footsteps and the screeching of the one and only Tim.

"No, no, no! [Name] you are not taking this...this.. TRASH'S order! Leave now ! You're ruining my restaurant!" he snarled, clenching his fists at the customer. Jake looked taken aback and snarled, grimacing at the man before him.

"This trash has a name, fucknuts! It's Jake English...remember that good and hard." Jake gave him a push on the shoulder before continuing, his voice darkening, "And you will let me eat here. Besides what makes you think you can make me leave, shortie?" [Name] stepped between the two, holding them back with a hand placed firmly on each chest.

"Tim are you serious? C'mon you can't just kick him out because he's not properly dressed. Who cares, honestly!" she threw her hands up, standing next to Jake as if showing she was on his side.

"The tattoos! TATTOOS AND NO SLEEVES [NAME]!" he snapped at her, "I will not tolerate this...this atrocity! Now do something about him!" Tim shoved her violently and she was about to crash to the ground when Jake suddenly caught her.

"You okay?" he asked worriedly, his eyebrow furrowing as he made sure she was alright. She nodded, letting out a small 'thanks' as she glared at her manager. "Take a damn chill pill short stuff. I'm leaving anyways and hopefully uh-?" he looked to the waitress next to him as if asking her name.

"I-it's [Full Name]."

"-[Name] will come with me. I can already tell she doesn't need to put up with your fuckin' bullshit." he put his arm gently around her shrugging as he said, "Hey, it's your choice but if I were you, I'd pack my shit and leave this dump."

"Oh, I would LOVE to leave. Let's go Jake!"

    [Name] followed the green-eyed boy as he walked down the sidewalk. After a moment of silence, she gave him a nudge, "Hey, sorry 'bout my boss, Jake. He's kind of an ass." She heard him chuckle as he placed his hand on her head and ruffled up her hair.

    "Don't worry about it.~ I've dealt with worst before." 

    "No! Jake...I mean, I just feel bad is all." [Name] paused and quirking a small smile asked, "Dooo you want to go get dinner? My treat." 

    "Heh you sure are something. I'd love that...how does, Harley's sound?" He glanced to the girl questioningly as he strode towards the place. [Name] looked a bit shocked by his suggestion since she loved eating there but her expression soon turned into a giddy smile. 
    
    "Of course!~ Harley's is my favorite restaurant!"

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    When [Name] first stepped in, she realized it was different than any other time she had walked into the restaurant. Almost immediately all the workers stopped what they were doing to greet....Jake?! He chuckled, as if he could read her mind and reached for her hand, tugging it gently as he guided her through the tables and customers, "Surprised? My Nanna owns the place and boy, does she know how to run it!" his laugh seemed to light up the whole room as he continued walking to and fro only stopping to introduce [Name] to his friends. 

    The two of you found a table in the VIP room on the upper level. It was a booth with simple red leather couches and a large window behind that provided a grand view of the city.[Name] beamed and turned in her seat to look out at the glowing lights in the night, her hands carefully pressed against the glass, "Wow...Jake this is.....amazing!"
    
    She kept peering out, her face shocked as she watched the cars below. Eventually she had to sit down and it was then that punk in front of her smoothly handed her a menu as if he'd practiced being a waiter all his life, "For you miss.~" he cooed, a smirk alighting on his lips. She gave a giggle and ordered, her eyes studying Jake as he took mental note of her choice. Every now and then their eyes would lock and [Name]'s face would turn bright red as he went through the kitchens and brought in bowls and plates of her meal. She sampled a bit of each her face shocked as she stared at the food, "Jake this is amazing! I-"
    
    Jake wasn't there. She started to wonder where he was and was about to get up when she saw him stroll in, an electric guitar in hand."Jake?" The boy kept walking, a smug look crossing his face as he sat on the edge of the table. [Name] went silent, smiling softly as she set her drink down and readied herself for his song. He began strumming, singing along to a song she recognized. It was definitely a punk one--the sound was different since his guitar wasn't plugged in--but it was also a sweet love song. His voice came out strong and smooth, his head swaying slightly as he played along. He would look into [Name's] eyes, a genuine smile playing on his lips as he sang...for her? Oh my god. The girl's smile grew and she covered part of her face with her hands, hiding her cherry red cheeks. As he finished, he set his guitar down he sang the last lyrics, leaning closer and closer. The flustered girl's hands slowly dropped from her face as she leaned in with him, Jake finally closing the space in between them.

    Her hands wandered into his silky tresses, burying themselves in their softness. Jake pressed her against him, one arm finding it's around her waist as he kissed her feverishly. [Name] mewled his name and she could feel his smile on her lips as he nibbled at her own asking for permission. She was going to grant it when suddenly the two heard a knock at the door. The two looked at each other giving a small laugh as they fixed each other's hair. "One second, Nanna!" Jake called, giving the [h/c] girl another peck on the forehead as he got up and opened the door for his Nanna. 

" Jake, hello darling. Oh, and who is this gal? She's awfully pretty." Nanna approached her with Jake close behind her, a gentleness in her eyes. As she reached her she looked into herown [e/c] orbs and finally with a hearty laugh, she pat the girl's head. "So you've gotten my boy interested in you, huh, dearie?" 

"A-ah yes ma'am! I mean wait--" [Name] let out a small cough in embarrassment as she looked to Nanna and then Jake who shifted awkwardly in his spot, hand rubbing the back of his neck.

Nanna gave the girl another pat, "You're a sweet thing...treat him well, okay?" She turned to Jake and gave him a poke on the chest, "And you make sure you treat her like a princess, alright?" She gave him a wink before leaving to the door, she stopped and turned to her grandson again," Say, you didn't introduce me yet. "

"Oh? Right, Nanna. This is [f/n] she's the kindest girl i've met and well, I'd like her to be my girlfriend." 

[Name] jumped up and ran to him, throwing her arms around him as she gave him a peck on the lips, "Mr. English, who said I wasn't
already?~"