MidReal Story
Whispers of the Heart
Scenario: A female convenience store clerk who secretly thinks about embarrassing, shy and exciting things
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I can’t believe I just did that.
“Go out with me?”
But there he had been, standing in his usual spot, leaning against the counter with a hopeful smile on his face.
I’d been a little lost in my daydreams and hadn’t noticed that the line had moved up.
My eyes had grown wide and my mouth dry after I realized what I’d said, but as soon as the words were out of my mouth, I’d been unable to take them back.
It was not a question I’d ever expected to ask Alex Johnson, the guy who had been my best friend for the past year.
He’d always been so charming and outgoing, and I had always been so shy and introverted.
I was the girl who blushed every time he looked in my direction and was too chicken to ever tell him how I felt.
I’d always been too scared to be alone with him for fear that I would do something stupid or embarrassing.
And then there he was, standing in front of me, waiting for my answer.
To my utter disappointment, my boldness had not been a result of me finally finding my courage.
It was just a daydream.
I could tell by the shocked look on Alex’s face that it wasn’t real, and just like that, he was gone.
My eyes blinked open, and the man who had been standing in front of me was no longer there.
He’d probably taken one look at my face and realized his mistake and come back to his senses.
If I’d ever actually asked him out on a date, I was pretty sure that would be his reaction too.
Though, if it were me, I wouldn’t be shocked at all.
The second his gaze met mine, he would know how much I wanted him.
The way my eyes would light up and my mouth would turn dry would give me away long before I even had the chance to speak.
And then he would know what I’d been dying to tell him for the past year: that I was absolutely infatuated with him.
“You want me?”
His voice was low as he took a step toward me, narrowing the distance between us.
I watched the way his broad shoulders filled the space as his blue eyes bore into mine.
He was tall and muscular, so different from me.
“More than you’ll ever know.” My voice was barely a whisper as I spoke the words that had been burning inside me for so long.
“Then you should know that I want you too.”
Before I could say anything else, he reached for me, sliding his arm around my waist as he pulled me close to him.
For a moment, we stood there together, our bodies pressed against each other as we looked into each other’s eyes.
We were standing so close now that I could feel the heat of his body burning against mine.
My heart raced in my chest as I waited to see what he would do next.
This close, it was impossible to ignore the desire that filled his gaze as he looked at me, and after everything that had happened between us, it was easy to forget how nervous he made me feel.
After a moment, he leaned in, pressing his lips against my forehead.
I knew the second our lips met that it was a bad idea, but I did it anyway.
I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him close to me as he kissed me again.
It was only supposed to be a quick kiss, a way to give myself the memory of what it was like to be in his arms.
But then, something changed.
The moment his lips touched mine, my body responded to him, and before I could stop myself, I was kissing him back.
My fingers dug into his back, holding him close to me as his mouth moved against mine.
His touch sent shivers down my spine, raising goosebumps all over my body.
His scent was overwhelming, filling the air around us as he kissed me, and I breathed him in, hoping that if I took enough of him into my lungs, it would somehow help me stay afloat.
For a moment, everything else melted away as he took control of the kiss, and all I could think about was how much I wanted him.
When he pulled away, my mind was a hazy mess.
It took me a second to realize that we were standing in the middle of the store with customers all around us.
His blue eyes were dark with desire as he looked down at me, and the moment our gazes met, my heart started to pound in my chest again.
Why had he kissed me?
My eyes darted down to his lips as they curved into a pleased smile.
He leaned in to kiss me again, but this time, it was different.
This time, there was a hunger in his touch that made my heart race even faster.
His fingers tangled in my hair as he held me close to him, pulling me against his chest as our mouths moved together in an open-mouthed kiss.
This time, when he pulled away, his eyes were dark with desire.
“Do you want this?”
He asked the question again, but this time, his eyes were filled with uncertainty.
I didn’t know what to say to him.
Of course, I wanted this more than anything in the world—but how could that possibly be true?
It had only been a few months since I’d started working at the convenience store, and I’d never even been on a date before.
How could I be ready for something like this?
But then, just as quickly, my doubts disappeared, leaving behind only the undeniable truth: I wanted him more than anything I’d ever wanted in my life.
I nodded, and then, without another word, I reached for him.
My hands slid around his neck, pulling him even closer to me, and before I knew it, we were standing in the middle of the store, wrapped up in our own little world.
The second our lips met, I knew that I was in trouble.
There was no going back from this, not now that I’d finally gotten what I’d always wanted.
And the truth was, I didn’t even care.
I would deal with the consequences later.
For now, all I wanted was him.
I knew it was crazy, but it felt like he was the missing piece of me that I’d never known I was looking for.
My hands slid up his back as our kiss grew more intense, and after everything we’d been through together, it felt like the most natural thing in the world for me to be here in his arms.
For the first time in my life, everything felt right.
He touched my breast gently
I was so lost in my fantasy that I almost didn’t hear the loud chime of the entrance.
I couldn’t believe I’d actually been daydreaming about kissing Alex Johnson—again.
It was like a dream come true.
And yet, even though it seemed like it was real, deep down, I knew that it wasn’t.
It was only a fantasy.
But still… My cheeks burned with embarrassment as I looked down at the counter in front of me and realized that what had felt so real only moments before was nothing more than an illusion.
There was no way that such a perfect moment could ever happen to someone like me.
But even though there was a part of me that knew I was only fooling myself, that didn’t change the fact that all I wanted to do was go right back to that moment.
I wanted to be wrapped up in Alex’s arms again, just like we’d been in my daydream.
But when I looked up and saw that there was already a line forming behind me, I realized that there was no time for that now.
The entrance chime rang out for a second time before I finally forced myself to look up and face my customers.
I was so embarrassed by everything that had happened—and by how disheveled and messy I must have looked—that all I wanted to do was crawl under the counter and hide.
“Hello.” The woman standing in front of me smiled at me pleasantly.
She was an older woman with short hair and round glasses.
“Did you find everything you were looking for today?”
I asked her as politely as possible.
She nodded and placed her purchases on the counter.
I glanced down at them and quickly tallied up her total before turning to grab a bag for her things.
When she left, I smiled at the next customer and tried to push away all thoughts of what had happened between Alex and me.
Because no matter how real it had felt at the time, the truth was that he would never even think about kissing me—not when he could have anyone he wanted.
I’d been working at the convenience store for a few months now, and in all that time, I’d never had any problems with daydreaming while I worked.
But today… Well, it seemed like today was different.
I’d been so lost in my own little world that I’d barely even noticed when he’d walked through the door—and then, the second I’d seen him, I’d completely lost control of everything.
I’d let myself spend the day lost in a fantasy, and now, I couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened.
The contrast between the dream I’d been living in only minutes before and the reality of my boring, mundane job was almost too much to bear, but I knew that I had no choice but to push away all thoughts of Alex Johnson and focus on the task at hand instead.
Still, as I glanced around the store, it felt impossible to ignore the void inside my chest, the void that had been filled so perfectly by the man of my dreams just a minute ago.
But even though it seemed like he’d been there with me—like all of the things we’d done together were real—I knew that none of it had actually happened.
It was all just a fantasy.
And with one final shake of my head, I forced myself to push it all out of my mind and concentrate on the customer in front of me instead.
The last thing I wanted was to embarrass myself further by getting caught up in another world of make-believe.
But as I looked down at the counter again, the stark reality of where I was and what I was doing hit me like a ton of bricks.
Because there I was, standing behind the counter at the convenience store—dressed in a faded uniform with short brunette hair and not a speck of makeup on my face—and the woman who stood before me was nothing more than a customer.
She wasn’t Alex Johnson’s girlfriend (or anything else) at all.
And then, when I looked down at myself—really looked at myself—for the first time since he’d walked through the door, I couldn’t help but feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment all over again.
In my fantasy, I’d been a completely different person—one who was self-assured and confident, with long, wavy hair and a full face of makeup, who dressed in all black and seduced men in convenience stores in the middle of the day.
But in reality, I was nothing like the person I’d imagined myself to be at all.
I was shy and introverted, and I’d never even so much as said a word to Alex Johnson in real life before, let alone kissed him behind the counter of the convenience store where I worked—where the two of us were both regulars and where we’d both known each other for years now—and it was absolutely mortifying to think that I’d let myself become so distracted while I was at work of all places.
Because the truth was that I needed this job—and not just because it paid the bills, either—but because I loved it more than anything else in the world.
Working at the convenience store might not have been anyone’s dream job, but for me, it was the next best thing—I loved it more than anything else—and I couldn’t stand the thought of having ruined it all by getting caught up in a stupid daydream.
Sure, it wasn’t the most glamorous job in the world, but it was mine, and I’d worked hard for years to get here—and no amount of embarrassment could ever change that fact.
That’s why I took a deep breath and forced the image of Alex Johnson out of my mind one final time before turning back to help the customer in front of me instead.
But no matter how hard I tried to focus on anything else, I couldn’t ignore the fact that all I really wanted to do was go right back to that moment again—to be wrapped up in Alex’s arms just like we had been in my fantasy—and no matter what I did, I knew that there was nothing I could do to change it.
