A LITTLE LESS SIXTEEN CANDLES; A LITTLE MORE TOUCH ME // Karl Jacobs X Reader

You set your phone down when a customer walked in - a boy with fluffy brown hair and an oversized jumper. You watched him wander between the shelves for a few moments, looking sort of lost, as most boyfriends and/or husbands did when they came looking for gifts. Shame too - he was cute. Still, you walked around the counter and over to him to offer your help.

You stepped up beside him next to the candles. "Hi, are you finding everything okay?" You asked.

"Oh, uh." The boy jumped a little. "I'm just looking for some candles." He said. "Gonna be honest... I'm kind of lost, yeah."

You laughed a little. "Would you like some help?"

"Yes, thank you." He sounded relieved.

You grabbed one of the shopping bags from the nearby rack and handed it to him with a smile. "So are we looking for something for the girlfriend, or mom, maybe?"

"Oh, um no." He said, flushing slightly. "I just needed some candles for me, actually."

Your smile widened. So no girlfriend... a interesting development.