I don't deserve this... (Updike X Poor!Hurt!Reader)

Seriously? Again? (Part 2)

The Saturday was new and people were on their way to their 9 to 5. Except you, for it was your day off. You were taking a walk downtown, staring into the tall office buildings in jealousy and anger. Why was everyone up there so rich? You struggle just to get by while they can relax, it wasn't fair. You walk towards a see-through glass building only to see the cloud man from yesterday. You stand and watch as he talks to someone, you couldn't make out what they said but you do know they noticed you so you run down the street to avoid being seen.

You knew he was rich! That man just looked the part and now your suspensions were correct. No wonder he was a jerk.

"Ma'am, i couldn't help but notice you eavesdropping on our conversation..."

A deep voice comes from behind you. You look back to see the cloud man standing behind you. How did he get to you so fast?

"Ya, what is wrong with that? Was it a secret or something rich guy?"

"Yes it was actually..."

"Oh..."

You look away, embarrassed and somwhat scared. Was he going to get you in trouble? You weren't ready to get thrown in jail! Instead he... whispered to you? You weren't expecting this but you kind of liked the way his deep voice rung in your ear. The low yet soft tone relaxing your worries. Until you processed what he said that is.

"Don't tell anyone, or you'll wish you hadn't"

You watched as he headed back inside the building, his soft voice replaying in your head. Red blush covered your cheeks while you watched him begin talking to that worker. You didn't even know his name yet you LOVED his voice... You wished he was nicer though...

It was time for the stores to calm down, which meant you were ready to go shopping for food, the stuff on sale of course. You always made sure to bring your coupons but somehow it always takes away a lot of cash. But you need at least the basics. As you head down the isles you meet up with Mason, who was working on stocking the canned foods.

"Heya Mason, how is business?"

"It has calmed down about half an hour ago so pretty good"

"Well can i get some heat-up noodles?"

Mason passed you some microwave noodle cups. He knew your favorite flavor so he gave you extra of those. You thank him and go over to the register to pay. It cane out to be over your budget but you needed this. You walked back home, wishing that you never had met that man because how you can't get his smooth voice out of your head. You didn't care about he said, just his voice was enough to make you fall in love.

You try to get your mind off of him by cleaning up a bit before cooking up some spaghetti for dinner but... it didn't help at all, GOD this was torture! At least watching some TV helped. As you watched some (TV Channel) you hear your doorbell go off. You get up and turn off the tv and go to open the door. Your bag was on the doorstep, what happened? Did you leave it at the park where you had lunch? Possibly... you take your bag and go inside, locking the door.

"Who the hell rung that bell?"