Sitting back at the hotel while keeping his phone close Daveed felt anxious. And it wasn't gone unnoticed by everyone around him. Especially Oak who had moved to sit beside him causing him to jump.
"So the President's daughter huh?" he jokes, "That is quite something, you pipped her interest-you gonna go for it?"
"I think at least for now, being a friend is a good start Oak-" Daveed mutters shoving his friend a bit, "besides it's in her court, she's got my number and I don't have hers...so if she texts then we're good, if not. Well, I guess I'll just have to go on and pretend it never happened."
Oak gave a shake of his head, "Dude-you can't be serious? She was interested, even before we knew she was the President's daughter. You had her attention the moment she bumped into you, so whatever it is go for it-"
"So if I tell you to not join us tomorrow morning for a tour you'll say you're not interested?" Daveed asks Oak glancing away from his phone that still had not dinged at all.
"Wait she invited us to tour? And you offered us to go with you? What is wrong with you?"
"Okay, man! I'm sorry I panicked a bit, and asked if it was just us and she seemed to backtrail-" Daveed says running his hands through his hair tugging it a bit.
"Idiot-" Oak mutters shaking his head. "No we won't go with you, but be prepared for Lin's teasing and Anthony too, they've never seen you this worked up over a girl. Let alone the President's daughter."
"Even if things do work out, she's here in DC, we're in New York. That's not to mention her secret service-"
"Which she snuck away from and kept doing so, dude you're overthinking for sure..." Oak points out. "Seriously the way she was looking at you she's gonna text you, who knows what she has to do at night or whatever-"
"True, okay fine I'll relax a bit...but still she's rather interesting so I can't help it..." Daveed said getting a small smile on his face as he seemed to stare out into nothing causing Oak to chuckle.
"Whipped," he whispers below his breath as he moved off.
It was only a few minutes later when a few dings came from Daveed's phone and he raced to check it out.
unknown number: uh hey' it's (Y/n) I sure hope this is Daveed because if not I am so sorry-
Daveed XD: Nope it's me! :D not a probelm (Y/n) glad you could text
(Y/n) :3 : Oh great! Hi Daveed.
(Y/n) :3 : I mean I already said hi
(Y/n) :3 : oh shoot uh okay well here's the address to the Denny's we could meet at (insert address here) then we can go explore some of the monuments?
Daveed XD: lol it's fine (Y/n) no need to worry
Daveed XD: And I'll be sure to be there, the others wanted to get their 'beauty sleep'
(Y/n) :3 : ah I see sleep can be important. You don't have to do this if you didn't want to?
Daveed xD : No! I do want to do this, I mean I get to explore when there aren't many people out isn't that cool?
(Y/n) :3 : Yes it really is! And the sunrise will be really pretty by Washington Monument! Great I'll see you tomorrow morning 6am sharp!
Daveed XD: Great! See you then! Have a great sleep!
(Y/n) :3 : You have a great sleep too! Goodnight Daveed x
Daveed glanced through the texts again tilting his head, "I thought an x meant kiss? Is it just a thing she does?" he wonders out loud.
"Or it's a way to end a conversation? She finally text you?" Oak's voice booms from the other side of the room.
"Huh? Oh yeah! We're meeting at Denny's tomorrow at 6 and then watching the sunrise over Washington Monument!" he admits.
Oak chuckles, "Well that's one way to go on a date," he points out.
"It's not a date-it's a friendly thing," Daveed states glaring at his friend.
"You say that now, but it's a date by the looks and sounds of it,"
"She didn't call it a date, therefore it's not a date, goodnight Oak," Daveed huffs as he moves to go get changed.
"Fine, it's a not a date date!" Oak calls out wanting to have the last say in it.
All Daveed did was flip him off as he walked into the bathroom. He'd find out tomorrow if it was a date or not.
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The President's Daughter (Daveed Diggs x Reader)
FanfictionA fancy event was being held at the White House, the Hamilton musical was coming and it was all that a few people living there were talking about. Including (Y/n) the president Lawrence Stevens's daughter. She was attending Georgetown University so...
