The President's Daughter (Daveed Diggs x Reader)

15 Sneaking Out To See You

Sneaking off now was even harder than before, but luckily (Y/n) was sneaky enough to do so. Though meeting up with Daveed was more tricky as she had to find a spot for him to come get her. It was early Monday morning and he had taken a train right after the show to come for at least the day before he had to head back.

The second Daveed showed up in his rental car (Y/n) grinned and scooted into the passenger seat, "Nice ride Diggs," she teases, "I never took you for a Honda guy,"

Daveed gives her a playful glare, "It was either this or a mini coop-and I am too tall for a mini coop" he points out as she sets her purse down.

"Well let's go have some breakfast and then we can get into the Smithsonian if you want to look at some things?" (Y/n) suggests. "I've got until four to sneak back in without someone noticing I'm not in my room 'studying' as I claimed," she admits.

"Are you even sure this is a good idea? Can't your dad like...claim I kidnapped you or something?"

"...I don't think so? I'm the one that snuck out, so if anything it'll be my fault...I might actually just move into an apartment or something so that I don't have to do this...maybe it's time I'm on my own?" she points out to him.

Daveed tilted his head a bit, "I mean it's up to you, but your parents are protective, I wouldn't think they'd want you to leave the nest so to speak," he points out.

(Y/n) lets out a small sigh, "I know...and if I could I'd actually want to move to New York-but I do have some classes I have to attend to in person..."

"What if you made a deal? If you really want to...you can move in with me? Come back here for the weekend or whenever you've got an exam, and you'd be fine..." he suggests as he pulls into the same Denny's the two had eaten at all those months ago.

(Y/n) moved to get out when Daveed opened her side of the door and took his hand blushing as he pulled her close to him. "You really mean it? Me moving in with you?"

"Well, I don't see why not? It'd mean I get to see you more than facetime allows us," he points out as the two get seated in a booth, deciding to sit on one side to be close to one another.

"I...Would really enjoy that, I really really like where we're going, and this relationship...I really like it," (Y/n) admits, "I was nervous that we were going slow, that you'd get bored."

"I could never get bored with you," Daveed said moving to turn and cup her cheek.

"Promise?"

"I promise," Daveed whispered leaning to give her a small kiss to the lips before their waiter came to take their order.

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Once the two were fed and happy they walked around the Smithsonian hand in hand, (Y/n)'s mood so much brighter than ever as she pointed small details in the National Air and Space Museum. All of which Daveed held onto every word she said, paying so close attention as he could. But seeing her so bright and happy made him smile.

Of course, it all ended when there was an issue and (Y/n)'s security team caught wind they were there making her glance at Daveed in worry as they were led out. "I'm sorry," she whispers squeezing his hand as the two were made to get in.

"Your father needs to speak with you Ms. Stevens," one of the guards says making her wince a bit.

"I am in so much trouble," she mutters.

"I think it's both of us..." Daveed points out nervously, "I..do I look fine? Am I making a bad impression?"

"Daveed you're fine, I'll take care of it, this is all my fault, none of it is yours," she soothes turning in her seat and brushing her fingers against his cheek. He moved to set his hand on hers and let out a sigh.

"I just don't want to be on the bad side of America's President..." he points out softly.

"If anyone is on his bad side it's me for sneaking out. I asked you to do this, not the other way around."

"I guess we'll see how this turns out right?" he points out turning to watch as they drove into the gates of the Whitehouse.