Y/N works as a bartender, one night stands are expected. Elizabeth Olsen, a professor, hasn't had a drunk make out session in a decade. Y/N changes that. Their jobs collide and a decision has to be made.
Completed as of 20/12/2021
Elizabeth Olsen x...
It had been almost a month since our first 'real' night together. We call it that because surprisingly neither of us was drunk. Which for us is an achievement considering whenever we 'hang out' in the evening it consisted of a bottle of wine being opened and Game of Thrones on the TV. It would also lead to hot steamy... food. Food which Lizzie always cooked and was always delicious. She's so thoughtful, she packs me a lunch of left overs after every meal she makes, so the next day at work we can each lunch together in her classroom. We also have hot steamy sex as well; I can't forget about that.
It was going really well for us... too well.
We text when we aren't together. At night our conversations turn not so PG and photos are exchanged. Photos of which we have both agreed not to save in our phones... You never know what could happen. Considering she was still with Robbie; it was a precaution we had to take. I was still in my teacher training so if it got out, I would lose my job and any future in teaching at the University, as Elizabeth is the one giving them feedback AND one of the people who decides if I get a full-time job there.
It feels like I'm living in a movie.
Coming back to the present day, we have planned to go out for our first official date. It had been a month and a bit since we had begun 'talking' so we felt as though we deserved a dinner date together. I suggested a small restaurant down the road from my apartment but Lizzie swiftly, not so politely, declined and told me we would be going to 'The VYNL' on the 3rd Avenue. I hadn't heard of it and so when I did google it, I found out why it was a mystery to me; A pricey restaurant where wines span up to the $1K mark. I would never step a foot inside The VYNL if it wasn't for Lizzie insisting we went and that she would pay.
Considering the luxurious place we would be going to eat, I have finally decided that tonight is the night I will pop the question.
"Will you be my girlfriend?"
"Want to be my girlfriend?"
"Girlfriends?"
"I love you; will you be-" I definitely won't be asking her to be official and in the same sentence telling her I loved her. I need to calm down.
Lizzie's POV
I had dressed to impress. Considering the weight of tonight, I put a lot of effort into my appearance. I wore a red suit, which Aubrey so kindly helped me pick out, even though it cost more than Y/N monthly rent. Oh yeah, I told Aubrey about the bartender I'm now cheating on my husband with... It sounds worse when I say it out loud.
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Robbie and I's relationship is still intact. He seems to be making more of an effort for me now, which is nice but when you have someone like Y/N who leaves roses on your windscreen under your wipers of your car, his romantic gestures seem so... fickle. We haven't had sex for nearly a whole month now, much to his despair. I told him I was insecure and therefore didn't want to undress for him or do anything with him. That was a substantial lie considering Y/N made me feel so confident in my body and generally with myself.
