Lost Boys imagines/preferences

Marko (one shot)

Walking down the boardwalk on your first night living in Santa Carla. You moved here recently with you brothers and mom to live with your grandpa. You didn't mind too much sense you just graduated high school and were 19 now, Sam and Michael, aka your brothers, didn't like it so much. Yet they didn't complain.

It was your idea to go out to the boardwalk that very first night. Loving to explore and meet new faces, hopefully finding a job as well that you'd like get hired for. And thats exactly what you found, 'Max's record store' it read across the top on a big sign.

"Guessing you found where you want to work." Hearing your brother Michael say from behind you. Turning to him with a little smile nodding.

"Yuppers, well hopefully it'll be a job I can get, I mean I still need to apply for it and go through the interview." You say rolling your eyes at the obvious of what has to be done.

"None sense, I don't do my work that way." Turning to the person who had spoken to you. As you looked you seen a tall man with glasses on standing by the entrance of the store. "You look to fit the part of working at my store."

It clicked in your head instantly after that on whom the man was, the boss. "Oh, really? I mean are you sure I don't need to fill an application out or anything first for you? " You asked with a little confusion, making the man smile more with amusement.

Shaking his head, "Of course not, im Max by the way, I'll be your boss. Well that's if you want me to be your boss." He said with somewhat a questioning look.

Nodding frantically, you shake his hand, "I'd be very happy to, thank you so much, and it's very nice to meet you as well, I'm Y/N."

"Well, Y/N, what do you say you start tomorrow night?" Asking with a happy smile.

"That sounds great! I'll definitely be there."

"Great, I'll be expecting you." He said with a little laugh and off he went inside the store. Turning to Michael with an excited look, yet he was busy looking at something else. Darting your eyes the direction he was looking at, to find a pretty curly haired burnett with a little boy.

Michael stared intensely to her, making you feel a tad uncomfortable sense you were in the cross hairs of the whole staring match, yes the girl was looking back as well you notice. Stepping back out of the way only for Michael to push passed you to follow the girl who was now walking away down the boardwalk. Following your gut that told you to follow him and make sure nothing weird happens you follow.

Walking faster and faster every minute as you try and keep up with them. Once you dodged one person on the busy boardwalk you rammed into another, well it sure as hell wasn't Michael. Hair was too blonde to be Michaels and curly as ever, not that Michaels wasn't but this was noodle curled hair. The man wore a very unique jacket of a million patches that added the colorfulness to his outfit.

He turned around with a blank look at first, expecting to see a drunk surf Nazi, but then his face broke into a devilish smile once he say it was you. Seeing how a 19 year old girl like yourself didn't bother him one bit to bumble into him, you blush straight away.

"Well well well, and who might you be?" He asked with a teasing tone.

Looking up a little surprised that it was you he spoke to, then back at the ground clearing your throughout a bit, "Y/N, I'm Y/N." You say a little quiet. You weren't too good talking to attractive guys, especially ones that were somewhat older and more confident than you were.

He smiled at your shyness, "That sure is a pretty name, suits you and that pretty face of yours, I'm Marko by the way." Stepping a little closer.

Your heart was hammering against your chest, "Well thank you very much, I think I should really get going now tho." You said backing away, not that you wanted to but you really should be getting home and to bed for tomorrow.

Stopping you by gently grabbing your wrist before you could get too far, "Hey, wait a minute there, I don't think a beautiful girl like you should be going home all by yourself at this time of night." He said with a little bit of concern in his voice, making your heart flutter like a bunch of butterflies. "I'll take you home, that's if your comfortable with that." He somewhat asked, wearing a hopeful look on his face, hoping you'd say yes to his offer.

Standing there for a moment and thinking about it you nod, giving him a little smile. You felt comfortable with him, he seemed to be a real gentleman, he walked you to his bike where it was parked and helped you on the back. Holding on to him tightly as he drove fast, leaning your cheek down between his shoulder blades, blocking your face from the cool summer nights air.

Once you arrived back at your grandfathers house, seeing that your mother and brothers we're still out looking for jobs and enjoying the boardwalk. He helped you off his bike, walking you to your front door while making you laugh at little jokes he's been telling you. You liked him a lot, he was funny and comforting, someone you felt safe with instantly.

"Well, here we are." He said, giving you a smile, you smiled back softly.

"Thank you very much for the ride home, Marko, I really appreciate that." You say, hugging yourself. A rather chilly night.

"No need to thank me cutie. Glad to know your home safe and sound now. Will you be at the boardwalk tomorrow night?" Asking a little excitedly, making you laugh a little.

Nodding, "Yes, I will most certainly be there every night sense I work at Max's record store now during the day and I get off around 8:30pm."

Smiling at the response you gave, "Would you like to hangout maybe after you get off work then?" He asked with a little shy tone of his own, surprising you.

You smiled at him, "of course I'd love to spend some time with you after I get off work." You say happily, blushing when he picked you up and swung you around setting you down and kissing your cheek.

"Good, great, awesome, fantastic, alright I'll see you at 8:30 sharp tomorrow night!" He said with a big smile, bidding his goodnights to you and leaving on his bike. Walking to your room in a daze of day dreaming about the cute man you met and that actually wanted your attention and to spend time with you.

Falling on your bed with a little bounce and staring at the ceiling with a little smile on your lips as you replayed the events that have happened tonight, only imagining how amazing tomorrow night will be.

I hope this was an amazing one shot!! One amazing request from someone who asked for it, I hope you enjoy it as well and hopefully it's everything you asked for! I'll probably make some for the other boys as well(↑ω↑)(↑ω↑)