It's finally Saturday; you don't have to work this weekend since the team is traveling to Mumford for their next game.
You walk around your room naked, walking to the tv to see the highlights of the last games played at the Sports Center. You've been trying to keep your mind off calling Robert all day; it's 3 pm. You signed up for a tour to take you to the palace, and you want o invite him. He's lived here his whole life; he's seen the damned castle.
Okay, you have a pep talk yourself, ask, and if he says no, it's fine... it's okay; be a tourist.
***You: I slept in, and it was amazing!***
Robert texts back almost immediately.
*** Robert: Look at sleeping beauty. Glad you slept well.****
*** You: Thanks. The food you brought helped a ton. How'd you sleep?***
*** Robert: It was good, I woke up a bit hungover, but I had the day off; def got recovery time. WYD?***
You hesitate; the tour is from 630-8, has dinner in the palace, and is a walking tour. You didn't plan on wearing any clothes till you had to leave.
***Getting ready to take a tour soon, actually**
*** Which one?***
*** the palace tour looks amazing. After dinner and walking, I want to check out the art***
His response slowed. FUCK. He didn't want to go; why would he?
** I went when I was a kid. I don't remember it well***
** You should join me then***
You close your eyes and throw your phone on the couch. SHIT! You hear it buzz soon after and peek at the screen.
**absolutely***
*** okay, it's at 630, we have to meet there at 6.**
*** I'll be over to get you at 530**
You look at the clock, and it's almost 4.
You get dressed, and your outfit is comfortable and cute. Walking shoes, jeans, and a flannel. Your hair is in a messy bun, but your makeup is natural and flawless.
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There's a knock at your door; it's precisely 530. You open it to see He's also in a flannel. You both laugh, and he pulls you in for a hug. "Matching already, I see."
He smells amazing, he kisses your cheek, and you walk downstairs. You walk out of the building to see his convertible waiting, and he runs to open the passenger door. He gets in and puts on sunglasses, "ready?" You nod as you put on your sunglasses.
You talk about the soccer games and the scores, making your way to check-in at the tour desk, and the check-in woman scans your tickets. "We will be leaving in 5 mins!" she yells overhead.
The area is packed with other tours, and you ask where the palace tour is. You head that way and wait. "when I came here as a kid, it was just as busy." You look around and see a lot of elder people.
"I love how the old couples are matching, that's hilarious." you both observe around you.
"Are you saying we look like an old couple?"He looks down at you and you cant help but just giggle and shrug.
"I guess so."
He smiles and watches the line forming. He grabs your hand and pulls you into it with him.
The tour begins as you walk, looking at art and learning about England's history. All the wars and music were performed at the palace. For dinner, we sat at a table, the food was very British and hard for you to eat, it's bland and very boring. " We are going out for food after this," Robert leans over into your ear. You flirt through the rest of the tour, forgetting that the gate is the end.
He takes your hand, and you walk to a close semi-empty pub. "I'm starved," you sit with a menu as he sits next to you in the booth. He puts his arm around you, and the waiter comes over. He lets you order first and watches the tv that s starting an Arsenal game in half an hour.
"Perfect timing," he says as the drinks arrive. He picks it up for a toast. You pick yours up, waiting for his small speech. "To Arsenal!" he clinks his drink to yours as you pull yours back.
"Absolutely not!, You're not winning the cup over Tots." he shakes his head.
"Yes, we are; your defense sucks!"
"Let's make a bet!" you put your drink down and turn completely to him."
"Oh, a bet? Go on." He waits with a smirk.
"If Arsenal losses to Tot, then you have to wear a TOTs jersey to the finals game against the Cardinals."
"and if we win?"
"I'll wear Arsenal, it's only fair."
"as much as Id fucking love that on you, no. I can get you to wear that anyways"
"what? what does that mean?"
"If Arsenal wins I'm going to tie you up."
"um, i-"
"That's the only bet ill allow"
"and do what?"
"(y/n) I will tease you."
"fuck that! why when I would rather just fuck you."
" oh, that's happening."
you're blushing. "you're going to lose"
" you can just wear the arsenal jersey; it's fine."
your mind starts wandering on things that could go wrong, but nothing comes to mind. It's amazing in your head.
"Okay, but if I don't like it, we stop immediately"
"agreed" his eyes are dark, and his grin is so hot.
"Can we cheer to it now?"
The food comes out, and your stomach growls. You pick up your glass and nod. "agreed, Tots better fucking win". You chug your drink and ask for another immediately. They better fucking win.
