Koala Love (Australia x Reader)

Jett walks the streets of Sydney, his usual quiet complacency replaced with anxiety and worry. He has lost his koala, his precious little koala, somewhere in these streets. He does not know where the little creature could have wandered off to, so he is retracing each and every step he took in hopes of finding his little friend clinging to a table leg or a chair. What the koala is found clinging to, Jett never would have expected.

His mischievous koala is clinging to a girl.

The girl is smiling at the sight of the furry little creature, who she carefully removes from her leg with a touch so gentle Jett can only wish he had been touched like that. She giggles at the marsupial, allowing him to cling to her arm as she talks to him as though he is a person, not an animal.

“Who do you belong to, little guy? You can’t just be wandering the streets like that all by yourself…” The koala pouts indifferently, as though retorting to her with his usual mean glare.

“Well I was,” the koala seems to want to say, and is responded to with such a soft tone of voice that his eyes soften a bit.

“What do you say we go find your owner, huh?” The girl asks, tucking a (h/c) lock behind her ear with the arm that does not have a koala attached to it.

The marsupial pouts again, his eyes hardening to show angered disagreement that the girl can only smile sweetly at.

That is when Jett decides to step out in front of the girl and her newfound companion with a cheeky grin. “I see ya’ve found my koala,” he speaks with a tone of underlying admiration and thanks to the nameless girl who his koala seems to have taken a liking to.

She smiles at Jett, “So he’s yours then? Lucky you found him now, because I’d probably wind up taking him home…” Her voice combined with her smile makes Jett’s heart flutter and his stomach dance with unreal butterflies, and unbeknownst to him the girl is having these same feelings.

He passes off these feelings and smiles back, his eyes moving to his friend on her arm that has now fallen asleep. “I really owe you one…” He trails off, waiting for the girl to fill in the blank of her name.

“(F/n) (L/n),” the girl smiles that sweet smile of hers again that sends electricity through his body. “And I don’t think I ever caught your name, either."

“Jett Kirkland,” he smiles back, noticing that his koala has awoken on the girls arm at the sound of his owner’s name.

“Well, I guess you can have your koala back...” (Y/n) trails off with a mischievous smirk that Jett does not know if it is meant to scare him or endear him. “If you promise that we’ll meet again. I have to check up on my new friend, after all.”

He does not know if she is referring to him or the koala, but allows himself to make-believe that she is talking about him. “I think I can promise that.”

“Alright then,” (y/n) pulls a pen from her pocket, careful not to disturb the koala to much as she writes her number on Jett’s hand, which he will not wash. Her touch his so soft on his palm as she holds it steady that he does not want to let go, and when she drops his hand he is left feeling disappointed and empty. Silly that something as simple as a touch from a newfound acquaintance could leave him with so many emotions.

It is a struggle to get his koala off of (y/n)’s arm, and when he does the marsupial growls a bit in distaste and goes onto Jett’s back to pout.

“I’ll be looking forward to your call, Jett,” she says before she waves goodbye and heads on her way.

When she is out of earshot and he has watched her fade into the distance, he smiles to himself and speaks to his koala as (y/n) had done, “You have good taste in women.”

Jett can only hope that this is the start of a love that his koala had brought him.