A/n: So, this is my first request! Yay! I hope you like it!!!

Request: "so the Reader just moved to New York and just wanders around w/ permission from her fam. So she just wanders into Sheepheads w/o realizing and meets Racetrack who is a hopeless romantic and flirts with her."
QuirkyTheatreSpawn

Details: Fluff (hopefully I did it right. Idk what actually qualifies as fluff, but I tried XD)

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(Y/n) sighed as she unpacked yet another box. It was all she had been doing for the past two hours.

"That's it. I'm taking a break." the girl said aloud to herself. She set down the things that she had just pulled out of the box, and walked out of the room. As she entered the living room, where her mother was unpacking, she asked, "Mother, may I go out to explore the city?"

"Yes, you may," her mother smiled.

"Thank you!" (Y/n) smiled back as she walked out the door.

~

(Y/n) had been walking around for a good, long while now, and she wasn't quite sure where she was at the moment. All she knew was that she was near some horse race. She then wandered into the races, hoping to find someone who could tell her where she was. She looked around, trying to find someone that she felt comfortable asking, but then jumped when she was tapped on the shoulder. She turned around to see a boy holding some newspapers, most likely a newsboy. I mean why else would he have a bunch of newspapers.

"'scuse me, ma'am," he said, "You'se seem lost."

"Oh, uh, yes. I am..."

"Would ya like me ta help ya get where you'se is goin'?" he offered with a smile. The moment he had seen her, he knew he was in love. He knew it was crazy to fall for someone you just met, but he couldn't help it. She was beautiful. 

The girl looked hesitant, but nodded in answer.

"So, where are ya off ta?" he asked. The girl pulled out a paper from the pocket of her skirt, then replied.

"One hundred and eleven, Saint Marks Place." she read.

"You'se came here all the way from 'Hatten?"

"Manhatten?" the girl asked for clarification.

"Yeah."

"Then yes," she said, "I was just wandering around, and got lost..."

"You'se wandered all the way ta Brooklyn." the boy said with a laugh. The girl's eyes went wide.

"Well, let's get goin', Doll," the boy said, "We'se got a long way ta go." he said, and held out his arm for the girl. She nodded and took his arm.

"I'se forgot ta ask your name," the boy more or less asked.

"Oh, my name is (Y/n)."

The boy nodded then simply said, "Racetrack."

(Y/n) gave him a confused look.

"My real name's Anthony, but ev'ryone calls me Racetrack."

(Y/n) nodded, and a bit of awkward silence happened. Racetrack didn't seem to notice though. Well, either that or he just didn't show it.

"You've got a real pretty name," he said, breaking the silence, "It matches your pretty face," he smiled.

"T-thanks..." the girl smiled sheepishly, her cheeks a bit pink.

"By the way, I need ta warn ya of somethin'."

(Y/n) looked up at him with concern.

"I'm a thief."

She looked confused at his words.

"I'm goin' ta steal your heart." Racetrack finished with a smirk. She blushed even harder.

"Well I'm afraid you can't steal it,"

It was now Racetrack's turn to look confused.

"If I give it to you." she smiled.

~

"You were just joking about being a thief though, right?"

"Yeah."

"Good."