Lunch Dates

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"Goooood morning waifu"
"Denki I am not your wife." You say while walking off to the next class.
"See that's where you're wrong. You may not know it yet, but you are definitely gonna be mine Y/n."
"It's giving me obsessed." You tease. It's too early in the morning for this.
"Just let me take you out to-"
"No"
"We can go get-"
"No"
"One week of lunch dates, and if you still don't like me i'll quit bothering you" He says really quickly, in hopes of not getting cut off by another one of your declines. You sigh and turn around to face the yellow haired boy. He starts to blush as you look him into the eyes. "Cute...wait"

"Fine" You say while taking your seat in the back of the classroom.
"A-and I get to call you whatever nicknames I want."
"Bruh...no way."
"Okay. Then i'll just do it against your will." He smirks as he takes the seat next to you.
"Deals off if you overuse that shit."
"Got it love nugget"
"Ughhh"
You get through the whole day of school as normal, but the end of the schools day had to come sometime.

"Y/n!" You hear Denki yell out as his hasty footsteps get closer. "Damn it." You'd almost forgotten that you made the deal with him earlier.
"What, Denki?"
"Soooo, where were you thinking about going for our lunch date?" He says while raising a brow up.
"I don't mind...anywhere." If this is going to be your life for the rest of the week, you'd might as well try being nice to him.
"I know of a nice Mexican spot...if that's good with you." He asks shyly. "Maybe this won't be too bad."

"Mexican food is my favorite. Did you know?"
"Nah. I happen to really like it myself."
"Well, sounds good."
"Hitting it off with you already, huh beautiful?"
"What'd I say about the damn nicknames!" You yell out in embarrassment. Maybe you did find it just a bit cute... Of course that's something to keep in your head though. Can't have him winning so easily.

"Here it is." You'd taken the bus from school to the restaurant.
"Th-this is my favorite restaurant."
"Seriously?" Denki asks with a scratch to his head.
"Yeah. Their Elote is really good."
"Oh the corn?"
"mhmm"
"My favorite is definitely the Tamales."
"You've been here before?"
"Yup. This just happens to be my favorite restaurant as well." He says with a smirk.
"Guess we have more in common than you thought babe." He drapes his arm around your shoulder and you slowly take it off.
"Not your babe." You say while swinging open the door to the restaurant. You take a seat in a booth since they're the best seats. Denki sits in front of you and grins while you shake your head in disapproval.

"Good afternoon, what would you like to order." The waiter asks nicely. Despite you always expressing how annoying Denki is with no hesitation, for some reason you seem to have some social anxiety. Ordering food definitely isn't your stronghold.
"Can I get the Tamales and a sprite please. Y/n wha- oh she'll get the Elote and Fajitas with strawberry lemonade"
"Okay you're food will be here soon." The waiter walks away and Denki smiles at you again.

"Thanks Denki" You say quietly, not wanting him to know how much of a help he just was.
"No problem sunshine. Anyways, where were you thinking about going tomorrow?"
"Isn't it gonna rain?"
"I'm pretty sure, so maybe we should get some nice hot ramen."
"Man, you are so optimistic." You lean back in your seat and look over towards Denki. He does the same thing to you, and you lock eyes. Your heart drops getting caught off guard by the eye contact and smile of a boy you're starting to find slightly less obnoxious.

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