Ariel For A Day
Summary: Y/N went to on a haunted trail with her friends the night before. What happens when she encounters her celebrity crush at work all the while having no voice?
Characters: Matthew Gubler, Hunter Dahl, Fem!ReaderÂ
Pairings: MGG x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Fluff, cussing, Matthew being a cute little shit (Yes that should aways be a warning)
A/N: This fic is for the Secret Swap on Discord that @imagining-in-the-marginsâ curated for us! This was written for the ever so sweet @gretaamykâ! Per her request, there will be a part two to this -a smutty part 2!
Iâm gonna kill them. I told my friends I couldnât go to Boogerwoods with them, but did they listen? NO! Now, I have to go to work today with no voice. Thanks bitches. Today is gonna be so much fun!
Getting to work I waved to my coworkers on my way to the break room to put my purse and jacket into my locker. I had just closed my locker when I heardÂ
âHey Y/N!â Itâs my work best friend, Jas. We may not hang out outside of work but that doesnât diminish the fact that she is my work best friend.
âMorning Jas!â I replied raspily.
âDid you finally get some last night and thatâs why you have no voice today?â She jokingly said. She knew that I wasnât that type of girl. I wanted to at least know the guy a couple of weeks.
I rolled my eyes. âWent to Boogerwoods with the Goofy Gublers last night. Pom wouldnât take no for answer and Natt promised me Starbucks,â I shrugged even though I still a little tired from getting in late last night. âOne asshole came at us with a knife dressed as Michael Myers and we seriously thought he was going to kill one of us. One guy had the audacity to touch Lila before she laid him on his ass. I wonât be going back to that haunted trail, not if their people touch you and get waaayyy too into character. Needless to say, I donât think any of us have a voice today,â I shivered thinking back to when they Michael Myers impersonator coming at us with a knife. I have honestly never been more terrified in my entire life. Sometimes I curse myself for loving Halloween so much.
âYou gonna be able to work okay today without a voice? Do we need to get you a little writing notepad or something?â Jas asked partly concerned and partly trying to be a brat.
âDonât be dramatic Jas, I will work just fine. If I really need any help, I will radio someone.â I reassured her.
My voice might be scratchy as hell sure, but I am still understandable. Thatâs all that matters. I walked over to the board to see what my station was today. I really hoped I was on registers today; I donât wanna talk to people and prolong getting my voice back. I am restocking today, yes! Less human interaction for me unless a customer requires my assistance. Hopefully, no one will need my help today but thatâs just wishful thinking.
A couple of hours into my shift my throat really started to hurt. I told myself that once I had finished restocking these iPhone cases I would would take my break and make me some hot tea in the break room, By now, my voice is gone and it hurts to try and talk. Low and behold, a little boy -well an eight year old- comes towards me. âExcuse me, maâam? Can you please help me find my uncle?â He asks a little shyly. My heart broke for the kid, he just seems so sweet; oddly, he looked familiar too.
I pointed to my throat and said I canât talk.
His eyes widened, âAre you Ariel?â Awww, this kid is so sweet. Before I could shake my head no he had grabbed my hand and started leading me to who knows where. âWeâre gonna look for my uncle together! When we find him, he can kiss you and bring your voice back!â He looked at me proudly and excited. Damn this kid for being so cute. Although, someone has seen the Disney cartoon one too many times. Itâs sweet that he thinks a kiss will bring my voice back though. I will definitely take the complement that he thinks Iâm a Disney Princess. The girls are gonna get a kick out this later when I tell them -after I message them in all caps about my voice.
By now we have reached our Halloween section. The little boy had been looking left and right for his uncle. Apparently, he had found his uncle because his strides were getting wider and he was practically running. âUncle Matthew, quick! She needs help! She has no voice, so you have to kiss her!â He yelled out exasperatedly. I could feel my cheeks warming up at the sight of a couple of people who heard him yell to his uncle. Â
âWhat are you talking about Buddy?â My heart stopped. I knew that voice. I would know that voice anywhere. The eight year old who is still currently holding my hand is Hunter Dahl. Laura Dahl is his mother and his mother is the older sister of the man who plays Dr. Spencer Reid on Criminal Minds. HOLY FUCK. Matthew Gray Gubler is in my store and his nephew wants him to kiss me so I can get my voice back. I donât whether to be praising the heavens or to run away in mortification.
Matthew looked away from Hunter to look at me. His eyes are even more beautiful in person. He smiled his sweet smile at me and I swear he blushed. âSorry about my nephew. We watched The Little Mermaid last night.â He looked back at Hunter and ruffled his hair. âSorry buddy, thatâs not how it works. Although, maybe if I ask her to go to dinner with me, it might help her get her voice back.â Both the handsome man and his adorable nephew looked to me.
My eyes must have widened in panic. I mean, how could I say yes to him without a voice. Nodding didnât even cross my mind, I was too focused on the fact that the most important moment for me to have my voice and itâs gone. The Goofy Gublers we will definitely be getting an earful from me later. He have read the panic on my face.
His smile widened, â If we can find a pen and some paper, I am more than happy to give you my number so that when you get your voice back, you can call me.â
HOLY. SHIT. I tried to come off as not too excited, I hope it worked. I tried mouthing the words electronics and pointed in the direction of the cash register in the electronics.
âLead the way Ariel, we will follow you.â He gestured to me. His smile will be the death of me, I swear. Â I hope my face isnât a horridly read color, that would be a little embarrassing.
I lead us to the electronics cash register and grab a sticky note and pen. I handed both to the tall, handsome pool noodle. I hope my smile didnât look too creepy. He took the pen and pad from me and began jotting down his number in his familiar messy scrawl. This moment feels so surreal. Once he had put his John Hancock and his infamous heart, he handed the sticky note to me. âI hope to get a call from you soon Ariel,â he smiled and winked. He patted Hunter on his back. Hunter waved at me as they made their way back to the Halloween section. I smiled at the sweet boy and waved back. I looked down at the sticky note in my hand. WHAT JUST HAPPENED?
It was two days before I could talk again. I just hoped that Matthew hadnât changed his mind. I took a deep breath before clicking his number that I had already saved in my phone. I had saved it as soon as I had a hold of my phone on break. I havenât even told the girls on discord about this yet. This still feels like a dream. I hit his number and waited with a bated breath while it rang. It rang twice before he picked up.
âPlease tell me this is Ariel from Target,â Came his sweet voice.I blushed and let out a giggle I was hoping to keep in.
âMy name is Y/N and itâs nice to meet you.â I managed to get out without stuttering.
âHi Y/N, it nice to finally hear your voice.â I couldnât help but let out a laugh. âI like the sound of your laugh, itâs a sweet sound.â I blushed even harder.Â
âThank you, itâs really sweet of you to sayâ I smiled into the phone.
âSo about that dinner I want to take you on, are you free this weekend? Like say Saturday?â I could hear the nerves in his voice.
âIâm sure I could pencil you in,â I teased. Then it hit me, Saturday was Halloween. âYou donât have plans with your friends for Halloween?â I asked. I was confused. Didnât he have a Halloween party to go to with his friends?
âI want to spend Halloween with you, actually,â his voice giving away just how shy he actually is. Itâs endearing actually.
âI know a great place where we can eat and still rock costumes, if you wantâŠ?â I was unsure if he would like the idea. Granted, anyone who knows Matthew for more than five minutes knows that his greatest love is Halloween.
âReally? That would actually be really cool!â Was his reply.
âAwesome! I must warn you though, the place is owned by a friend of mine. She is really chill though. And I hope you like Mexican!â
âI canât wait. Send me your address and I will come pick you up. You can be my eyes and my guide.â
Another giggle escaped my lips. âItâs a date!â
I figured as a good joke I would dress as Ariel in her blue human dress when Prince Eric takes her out on the lake. I even got a red wig. I already had a blue bow so I was good on that. I canât wait to see what Matthew will be wearing. I walked towards the mirror in the entry hallway to get one last look at myself. I like how it all turned out!
There was a knock at the door. Heâs here! I took one last look in the mirror before I grabbed my Sebastian clutch that held the essentials (my phone, keys, lipstick for an emergency touch up). I opened the door and I let out a big laugh.
âWhat do you think?â He looked so proud of himself. This man is just too cute for words.
âYou make a dashing Prince Eric! I honestly wasnât expecting Prince Eric, I thought you would go with Poe or something spooky,â I admitted.
âI did think about it, I admit, but I thought Prince Eric would be the better choice since you are Ariel,â He winked at me. I almost let out a moan. The man need to quit being so attractive, itâs quite unfair honestly. âYou ready to get this date started?â He asked me while hold his arm out for me to take like a gentleman.
I looped my arm through his, âI am ready sir, please lead the wayâ we walked out this hi car, where he opened my door for me.
The short car ride was quite but not awkwardly so, it was a comfortable quite that only my giving directions disturbed. We pulled up to the little hole in the wall Mexican restaurant where Kat awaited us. I told her I had a special date, but I didnât say who.
I walked in first and Kat was the first person to greet us. Here got really wide but she quickly schooled her features.
âEy apa, voy a garar esta mesa!â She called out in Spanish. âI told my dad that I was gonna wait on you. He wonât care. Everyone is out partying anyway.â She grabbed a couple of menus and sat us in one of the very back corners. âWhat can I get yâall to drink?â She looked from me to Matthew waiting patiently.
âI will take a water please,â I looked to Matthew to see what he would order.
âsame for me please.â He responded. Kat turned and went to get our drinks situated. I opened my menu to see what the Saturday special was and figure out if Iâd had yet or not.
âWhat do you normally get here?â Inquired Matthew.
I looked up from my menu, âHonestly, everything is good here. You really canât go wrong. I havenât had their dinner special yet, the enchiladas supreme but I donât doubt theyâre just as good as everything else. I will probably stick with my usual though.,â I flipped the page over and pointed to an item that was under âfrom the grillâ. âI get this second one right here, itâs called the Pollo Con Crema. Itâs grilled chicken with their white cheese sauce and rice and beans. Itâs so good!â
âHere yâall go!â Kat put down our drinks along with some chips, salsa, and bean dip. âYâall ready to order?â She looked to me first. It will never cease to amaze me to hear her speak Spanish and then turn around and speak English with a southern accent that has a hint of a Spanish accent. I wish I could speak another language. Maybe I will ask her to teach me one day. I looked to Matthew. âAre you ready to order?â
âYeah, if you are.â
I looked back at Kat. âI want my usual, please.â
âYou got it Y/N, you doinâ rice and beans tonight or double rice?â She asked me.
âRice and beans is fine.â I told her.
We both looked to Matthew. âHow about you Sweetheart? What would you like?â I could see a little blush begin to color his cheeks.
âI will have what sheâs having, please. It sounds really good.â
âYou got it! Would like it with rice and beans or double rice?â She questioned him. âItâs good either way, we just have a lot of customers who have preference.â
âRice and beans is fine.â
I handed her our menus. âAlrighty then, I will get this put in for yâall! By the way, yâall look fantastic!â As she was walking away, she gave me a look that read we would be talking later. She was gonna rat out me on discord. Not in a mean way, she was just gonna elude and have me tell everyone the news. Oh well. I honestly canât say Iâm mad about it. Iâm on a date with Matthew Gray Gubler, nothing can make this happy feeling go away.
âSo, sheâs a friend of yours?â He asked me as he was grabbing a chip to dip in the salsa. Â
âSheâs a friend I met on a messaging app. Sheâs a sweet person. A little crazy and sometimes annoying but sheâs a sweetheart. Sheâs not gonna say anything. She has thing with privacy so, weâre safe. She might hint that I was on a date with someone to the rest of our group but she wonât flat out say who it is. Sheâs have me do the honors. That is, if itâs okay with you. I donât want you think that Iâm only here because of who you are.â I bit my lip nervously. I really hope he doesnât think that. That couldnât be further from the truth.
âNo, I donât think that at all. I knew from the moment you walked over with Hunter that you were a good person.â He smiled.
I smiled back. âIâm really glad to hear you say that.â
He reached for my hand, âI know this is only the first date, but I can already see that there could possibly be something between us.â
I held in the fangirl scream that wanted to let loose, so I just let my smile grow wider. âYou can?â
He rubbed his thumb over the back of my palm. âI really do think that.â He spoke softly looking into my eyes.
Even if he is wrong and there isnât something between us, at least I had this one night with him. A night that I know I will never forget and cherish for the rest of my life.
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