WHEN LOVE ARRIVES [KEANU REEVES]

twenty-three ⋆ l.a. baby

❝no road is too long if you have good company.❞
─unknown

"Skeeter, come on."

"It's too early for this, Chuck."

"It's one in the afternoon."

"I meant that it's too early for me to die!" 

"You're not going to die." 

Skeeter huffed and crossed her arms over her chest. "Really? Weren't you the one who had to have his spleen taken out and a twisted ankle riding that death trap?" She stood a few feet away from Keanu who was already sitting comfortably on his motorbike. 

"It was a portion of my spleen and I recovered from the twisted ankle." When he saw that she wasn't convinced, he got off the motorbike and walked towards her and took her hand in his (which was donned by motorcycle gloves). "I'll drive super duper extra safely." 

"But, why can't we just stay inside your house and do nothing? I like doing nothing with you." 

"Skeeter, I want to take you out for a date." 

"A date?" She beamed and took a long look at the vehicle. How bad could it be? Sighing defeatedly, Skeeter stood on her toes and kissed his cheek. "Fine." A smirk fell on his lips. "But, please drive super duper extra safely. You don't know how many MVAs I see in the ER and the idiotic decisions that led to them ─ mostly caused by motorbikes by the way." 

Keanu led her to the motorbike and helped her with strapping the helmet on as well as getting on the bike herself. "Trust me, Doctor Evans, I know a thing or two about those idiotic decisions." 

"That's not exactly helpi ─ ah!" Skeeter instinctively wrapped her arms around his torso as she felt the motorcycle jolt to life. She perched her chin on his shoulder and narrowed her eyes at him (even though Keanu wouldn't see it). "You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

"A little too much." 

"Just drive, Chuck. Safely." 

"Of course." He patted her thigh before gripping the handles. "You're precious cargo, mon amour." 

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Skeeter's eyes danced around the restaurant, examining any sign of a phone aimed at their table. As much as she liked her relationship with Keanu, she didn't want to share it with the whole world just yet (or ever, for the matter of fact). When people knew that she was dating the Keanu Reeves, information about her life would be dug up and they'd find something to judge about; people would always have something to say about you. 

Skeeter nudged his foot from under the table and ducked low, whispering. "Hey. Uh ─ are you sure about this?" 

"About the food we ordered?"