Francis-The Milkman

Chapter 1-The first meet

You were having a normal day at first but someone walked in covered in blood.... The milkman.
Francis-"Afternoon."
*He gives you his entry request but not his ID*

You-"I need your ID. Do you have it on you?"
*You stare at his gorgeous face and waiting for him to reply*

The blood keeps catching your attention but you decide to brush it off as nothing as in your head he's too kind and pretty to ever kill anyone or anything.

Francis-"Here you go."
*He passes you his ID and gives you a slight smile*
"Sometimes I forget about my ID."
*He laughs a bit*

Just the sound of his voice and laughter makes you blush. You dont even think about the blood anymore and its like its not even there.

You-"Its fine don't worry about it."
*You laugh and take his ID*
"Let me just check that your on the list."

Francis-"Thats fine take your time."
*He smiles*

Everything about him is so attractive and so hard to keep your mind off of. You wanted to talk to him for longer but you shift was ending soon and you couldn't exactly go knock on his door.

You-"Everything looks fine but may i ask what you have all over you?"
*You point at his bloody uniform*

Francis-"Ah that i.... Was trying to help a colleague.... He.... Got hurt."
*He gives you a convincing look*
"Please just let me in."
*He puts his hand on the glass*

You-"Go clean up."
*You smile and let him in*