A Week at Home (Bob's Burgers Fanfic)

Much Ado

I stand there lost in my thoughts. I assume he is thinking the same things as me seeing as he has been quiet this entire time as well. "So, what now?" I ask. "I'm not sure" He replies. I feel a slight heartache as he says this. I expected him to ask me to be his girlfriend and say that he will try his best for me. It's silly now that I think about it.

"Are you upset?" he asks. "No, no, not at all" I answer trying to sound as sincere as possible. "I'm happy," I say with a smile. He smiles at me and walks towards me. He puts his arms around my waist. "I know your going back to college next week, and that we don't know when we will she each other again," he says taking a pause. "But would you want to be my girlfriend?" he asks with a shaky voice.

"It can just be for this week, and if you want to break it off when you leave I will have to be okay with that.... but I want to try. I feel like I will regret it forever if I don't at least try to have a relationship with you," He takes a deep breath after he's done speaking. I'm astounded, that is genuinely what I had wanted to hear him say.

"Of course I will be your girlfriend," I say sincerely with a big smile on my face."Yes!" he exclaims pumping his fist in the air a grin on his face. I laugh at his excitement feeling deliriously giddy. He wraps his arms around my waist slightly raising me off my feet and I wrap my arms around his shoulders.

After a few moments he releases me and asks "So, what now?" I'm lost for words. I can't really think of what to say "Let's just dance" I reply and start moving about. He smiles and joins me, we dance for a while longer until we're both tired.

I yawn as we are getting our things and preparing to leave. "You're not bored of me already, are you four ears?" he asks me. "No," I giggle "Just tired," I reply. "Good, had me worried for a sec," he states. We walk out Logan turning the lights out and locking the door.

We make it to the car and he opens the door for me. I find it weird how much I like these small acts of chivalry. "Since when are you such a gentleman?" I ask teasingly. He laughs "I've always been a gentleman" he says. "Yeah, totally," I reply sarcastically. He doesn't say anything, he just smiles giddily which in turn makes me smile.

"I would say if you wanted to get some food but it's past ten and everything in this town is closed" he says disappointedly. "That's a con of living in a small town," I state. "Do you ever think of moving away?" he asks. I feel nervous and clear my throat hoping it will rid of the emotions in my voice as I answer "Yes," I reply as cooly as I can.

"Oh," I hear him say. "Where would you go?" he asks quietly. "New York, after I graduate. I um have a job lined up in Brooklynn. It's not a sure thing but it might be," I answer honestly. There's no point in lying. "Wow, that's awesome," he says surprised. We're quiet for a few moments, the air conditioning and radio fill the silence. "What about you? Would you ever leave?" I ask.

He takes a few moments to think before finally speaking "I don't know" he simply states. I nod as he speaks again "Maybe, one day when my shop can run without me I'll open another in a bigger city," he tells me. "What city?" I ask hoping that it's in New York. "Not sure, I've thought about anywhere in New York. San Francisco has always appealed to me but yeah I'm not sure" he rambles.

"New York is nice, a good place for a shop," I say hoping to persuade him to live there. "Yeah, maybe in Brooklynn," he says with a cheeky smile. He starts driving and reaches for my hand, keeping one on the wheel. We're at a stoplight, there's no other cars in sight. The light turns green but he doesn't continue driving.

"Do you have to be home at a certain time?" he asks and I laugh lightly. "I'm 22 not 12 I don't have a curfew," I joke. "I know but just wanted to make sure, I don't want to drop you off." he says and my heart skips a beat. "I didn't want you to drop me off yet either," I say softly.