So I love Keh X Ovenist fics, but I also love Nasir X Ovenist fics because I just love both characters and it can be hard to choose sometimes! So here's a Nasir X Ovenist fic for ya. Enjoy!
Summary: An influencer comes to your pizzeria, tries your pizza, hates it, and temporarily ruins your life on social media and in the whole city! A certain someone who has been secretly watching comes to your aid and comforts you amid it all.
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Your shop has seen increased business in the weeks following the investigation. People are complimenting your pizza left and right, you have loyal supporters, and you have even made friends (and more!). As you finish opening your shop, you look at your phone, reading the last text you received from your favorite WPA agent, Nasir. Since the investigation ended, you two have been texting back and forth, but sometimes he leaves you on âreadâ. You know heâs busy at work (sometimes even busier than you are), but you canât help but feel sad about it.Â
âWhatâd he say to your last text? Are you two gonna go see the movie?âÂ
You look up and see Danny, your loyal pizza mascot, looking at you as he zips up his costume. Â
âHe said heâll let me know as soon as he can. As usual....âÂ
Danny frowns. âI didnât know the WPA was such a busy place of business. Doesnât he get breaks to think at least?âÂ
You shrug. âProbably. I donât want to feel like Iâm being put on the back-burner here, but if Iâm gonna get serious with someone like this, I feel like a little transparency wouldnât hurt.âÂ
Danny nods. âYeah, but he IS a detective, so he canât always be too....âoutâ there you know?âÂ
You scratch your chin in thought. âI think so?âÂ
Danny smiles. âIâm a guy like him, so I kinda understand his actions. If my job required me to be secretive on everything, and I wanted to get serious with someone, Iâd be thinking of all the ways I could do that before I act too quick and mess everything up.âÂ
You stand with your mouth open in shock. âThatâs....actually quite profound, Danny.âÂ
Danny shrugs. âI guess. Well, itâs noon. Better get some business for ya!âÂ
Soon enough, your day begins and your customers pour in. The day goes smoothly and you donât have any refunds. Then, someone comes in with a wide smile, his phone recording himself and the shop around him.Â
âAlright, my pizza peeps! J-Chee is in the shop that is one of the highest ranking pizza places in the city! Iâm gonna check the menu and get back to ya guys!âÂ
He turns off his phone and looks up at the menu. You smile.Â
âHow can I help you?âÂ
âYo! Whatâs the best pizza you got here?âÂ
You look around awkwardly. âUh...I mean...I like all the pizzas I serve so I donât-âÂ
The influencer rolls his eyes. âYeah I know! Iâm just asking which pizza YOU think is the best....âÂ
Youâre taken aback, but you hold your composer and professionalism, which took a great deal of practice. âWell, my house special is uh...pretty âspecialâ if you know what I mean...heh?âÂ
The influencer missed the attempted joke and shrugged. âSure yeah, gimme that.âÂ
You take his money and start preparing the pizza. As soon as you give the pizza to him, he smiles.Â
You smile as the influencer walks out of your shop, turning his camera back on and talking as he walks out. Danny watches him leave and looks at you, giving you a thumbs up, with you returning the favor. Â
~WPA Headquarters, next day~Â
Nasir is busy at work at his desktop. Heâs been asked to research more on the impacts Julius Cheeser has had on the pizza industry and prepare a presentation for the mayor of the city. He also had to research whether ketchup was an ingredient being used at one of the local pizzerias, which his boss, the head of the WPA, came over to inquire about, coffee mug in hand.Â
âWhaddya think, Amin? Find any leads on the ketchup mystery?âÂ
Nasir looks at a social media feed. âAccording to this specific user on Pizzagram, they claim the pizza was incredibly saccharine, even moreso than a regular tomato sauce. But then again....itâs all speculation, since it could just be a vastly different recipe.âÂ
The WPA boss sips his coffee. âDid they say where they got it?âÂ
Nasir shakes his head. âWe just know it was in this city. And because of our policy, we canât reach out for comment.âÂ
The boss nods, sipping his coffee. âWell just keep digging, and page me when you get something! And donât forget about the Cheeser info!âÂ
As he walks away, Nasir nods. âYou got it, sir!âÂ
Another WPA agent, Agent Rodney, walks over to Nasir. âThat ketchup thing has been bugging me for days, N. I wonder which pizza parlor it could be....âÂ
Nasir scratches the back of his head and shrugs. âThereâs no telling since we canât do recipe analyses....âÂ
Rodneyâs friend, Agent Kevin, joins the conversation with a piece of pizza. Heâs chewing it and talking at the same time. âYou know, this pizza from that pizzeria across from Alicanteâs old joint tastes kinda sweet. I bet itâs that one.âÂ
Nasir frowns at Kevin and shakes his head. âThe owner doesnât use ketchup, I know that for sure.âÂ
Kevin widens his eyes, swallowing the rest of his pizza slice. He crosses his arms as if to challenge Nasir. âYou know for sure? They told you the recipe?âÂ
Nasir sips his from his cup of soda and slams it down. âNo, but Iâve had their pizza, and they donât use ketchup, now drop it! I know they donât use it. Their pizza is....special.âÂ
Rodney is Nasirâs closest work friend, and knew exactly why he said that. âNasir, look I-âÂ
All of a sudden, a surprise PNN segment pops up on the TV above them. All eyes are on the screen.Â
âBREAKING NEWS. J-Chee, a famous Pizzagram influencer, tried pizza from our favorite pizzeria yesterday. Hereâs what he had to say about it in his new video!âÂ
Rodney scoffs. âI hate that guy....âÂ
âWhatâs up, my pizza peeps! J-Chee here, and I just brought home the house special from (Your Pizzeria) and Iâm gonna try it live for you!â Â
He grabs a slice and takes a medium-sized bite. He chews it for a bit, with a neutral look on his face. All of a sudden, he looks like heâs gonna vomit, and he spits out the pizza in disgust.Â
âMan, pizza peeps! I canât believe you guys recommended that place to me! It has the worst tasting sauce EVER! The cheese tastes like mold and the toppings overall taste like GARBAGE! This pizza gets a giant âFâ on the J-Chee Pizza Scale! Tune in next time as I get another pizza from the next place I try! J-Chee OUT!âÂ
The news anchor appears on the screen. âIt appears that this scathing review from (Your Pizzeria) has gotten lots of buzz on social media, with several videos of people spitting up their pizzas in disgust! Weâll keep you updated on this breaking news! Thatâs all for now. Good Pizza, Great Pizza!âÂ
Kevin chuckles and looks at Rodney. âThat guyâs kinda dramatic, huh? The pizza wasnât THAT bad!âÂ
Rodney shrugs. âSocial media is like a box of chocolates sometimes, ya know? Right Nasir? Nasir?âÂ
Rodney looks over at Nasirâs desk, and sees that Nasir had left, his computer logged out and his belongings gone.Â
Kevin scratches his head. âWhereâd he go?âÂ
Rodney slightly smiles. âI bet I know....âÂ
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It was 6 pm, and because of all the rude customers (at least the customers that knew about that awful video), you decided to lock your doors and close the shop early. You put up a sign up that said, âClosed early. Sorry for the inconvenience.â Â
You grabbed your belongings and were about to walk out the door when someone approached the door.Â
âIâm closed for the day!â You say.Â
âOvenist, itâs me.âÂ
You look up. âN-nasir?âÂ
He looks at you sadly. âCan we talk?âÂ
You open the door and you look at him.Â
âNot here. Meet me at Havarti Park.âÂ
He smiles. âIâll be there.âÂ
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Havarti Park was beautiful this time of year. You had found a bench in a secluded area and watched all the birds, who chirped happily. They didnât seem to judge you like a lot of people did today. You send a text to Nasir letting you know where you are. A few minutes later, he walks up to you. You look up.Â
âCan I sit down with you?âÂ
You nod and he sits. You both look out, silent. Nasirâs the first to speak up.Â
You look at him. âSorry for what?âÂ
âIâm sorry for two things. First, Iâm sorry for not communicating with you enough. Iâm a jerk for acting like that to you when weâre trying to....you know, go out and all....Iâm gonna make it a habit to reach out to you ATLEAST twice a day.âÂ
You feel butterflies in your tummy. âOh..okay..âÂ
âIâm also sorry for how that influencer treated you. He was clearly just trying to get social media clout from the looks of it.âÂ
You chuckle and nudge Nasir. âHeâs an even bigger jerk than you are!âÂ
Nasir laughs and nudges you back. âOkay, okay! Iâll own up to it!âÂ
You both look out at the scenery for a few moments.Â
âWell, did you believe him? When he said my pizza tasted like garbage?âÂ
Nasir looks at you as if you had punched him in the heart. âOf course not, Ovenist. That guy doesnât know what heâs talking about. Out of all the pizza Iâve had in my life, yours is my absolute favorite, hands down.âÂ
You smile and fidget with your car keys. âI do use fresh toppings, maybe people arenât used to that. But the difference is youâre nice, Nasir, so you would never say something like that to me anyway.âÂ
Nasir puts his hand on your shoulder. âI donât just say things because Iâm nice. I say things because I mean them and they come from the heart. Thereâs more to food than just how it tastes. Itâs how much love and passion they put into their food.âÂ
You look at him and smile. âReally?âÂ
Nasir puts his hands in his jacket pockets and blushes. âYeah. I could tell from the first bite of your pizza that you had something special that no other Ovenist in this town has. I told you I was gonna go to Notre Dough right?âÂ
You nod. âYeah, before you got recruited by the WPA?âÂ
Nasir smiles. âWell, I had dreams of being an Ovenist like you. When I was in middle school, I made a traditional dish from my country when my extended family came over for dinner one night. A lot of people liked it, but some said it was terrible! I was crushed. However, my mom came and talked to me in my room one night, and you know what she told me?âÂ
You shake your head and continue listening.Â
âShe said, âThere will always be critics of what you consider your greatest creations, but what matters most is what you think and what your closest supporters think.â Â
You smiled. âI guess your mom loved the dish, didnât she?âÂ
Nasir chuckles. âMy mom is my biggest supporter, so I think sheâd love if I put a frozen dinner in an air fryer. But my point to you is that no matter what, youâre gonna have people who will try to tear you down, but just remember what you think matters most and just continue listening close to what your fans have to say.âÂ
You blush, and without thinking, gently take Nasirâs hand in yours. âSo....are you a fan of mine, Nasir? Or just a fan of my pizza?âÂ
He grins and grips your hand tight, leaning close to you and his voice low and huskier than before. âI can answer that question for you....âÂ
You lean in, but slyly pull back. âHmm! You can âanswerâ the question as soon as you tell me if you can go to the movies with me Friday night.âÂ
He smiles and nods. âOf course. No matter how busy I get or how secretive I have to become for work, Iâll always find time for you.âÂ
You nod and lean in, gently kissing Nasir and forgetting about the setting sun, the birds flying away for the night, and the rest of the world around you....Â