You can pick me up at my house
I keep staring at the text Nadav sent. Yesterday. My heart pounds and my stomach drops every time I stare at it.
And today I gotta to do it. I'm gonna pick him up so we can go on a... d-date..? I-I still can't believe it's real. I've wanted him so bad and now that he said yes to the date I... Want him even more.
I drive to his house and sit in my car. I pulled out my phone and texted him: I'm outside ya house A few seconds later he texts back: I'm coming. A small smiled creeped upon my face. I know it's immature but... He's cumming? I chuckle and my mind suddenly flashes back to that night at Disney world, where we had.. N-nevermind.
He walks out of his house and hops into the passenger seat, "Hey." He greets me.
"Uhm, H-hi!" My voice breaks as I try my hardest not to sound nervous because I'm totally nervous. I'm never nervous around him but, we're going on a date. An official date.
"Is.. Everything okay?" He asks while putting on his seatbelt. I think he noticed how scared my voice sounded.
"Oh. Yep. Yup. Everything's fine. I'm excited." I smile and press the engine button.
"Okay.. Anyway. Where are we going?" He grins back at me as I start driving.
"It's a surprise."
"Ahh, Okay." He looks around the car for a second. "So, why do you always walk home if you have this beautiful car?"
"Beautiful? I think It's pretty basic." I shrug my shoulders.
"Basic?! Jozef, you're literally driving a Lamborghini." He objects.
"A Lamborghini SUV." I corrected.
"Whatever- Answer the question." He laughs, which makes me laugh too.
"Heh, cute." I think out loud.
"Uh, Wh-what?" Nadav asks looking astonished. And I'm basically shooting myself on the inside. Cute?! Why did I say that?!! WHY DID I CALL HIM CUTE? I mean, he is cute but, You- you don't call your future boyfriend cute. Wait- FUTURE BOYFRIEND? WHY THE FUCK AM I CALLING HIM MY FUTURE BOYFRIEND? Of course, I want him as my boyfriend, but I don't even know if he wants to be mine and I don't wanna get my hopes up. Great, now I'm overthinking and I'm gonna get so nervous and start stuttering and-
"Uhm. I.. Don't... Ugh... Oh, look we're here!" I point at my house and pull into my front yard.
"Huh.. O-kay..." His voice drops and he gets out of the car. He.. looked sad just now. Sh-should I have called him cute? Gah- I don't know what to do...
I get out the car and speed walk next to him, "Um, I'm not saying that you aren't cute because you are cute. Y- You're very cute. But I didn't know if you wanted to be called cute and I thought it might be awkward if I did call you cute and I didn't mean to blurt that out in the first place-"
He takes my hand, "It's okay. Thanks for calling me cute." He looks at me and smiles.
I feel like I can melt. He's just so amazing. I take a deep breath and squeeze his hand.
I open the door for him, he walks inside, and I follow behind him. "I still can't believe you live in a mansion." He walks over and plops himself onto my couch. "How are you so rich?"
"Uhh, I'm an artist and archaeologist. So, I guess I make a good amount." I say while fiddling with the TV.
"Ahh. I see." He sighs and I practically feel his eyes staring me. I sit down next to him and the PS5 startup turns on the TV, "Video games?" He asks.
"Okay so, I'm kind of ruining the surprise but... We're gonna chill for a bit, I'm gonna cook for you and then we're going to the movies."
"Y-You're gonna cook for me?" He stutters.
"Yeah, of course. Are you surprised that I could cook?"
"Uhm... No, I just think it's really sweet... and hot.." He whispers the last part and grabs a PlayStation controller.
"Oh- Th-thank you!" I smile and my face goes red.
"Sooo, what are we gonna play?" Nadav asks.
"I like to play Spider-Man, but we can play anything you want." He grins and chooses a game. "Vanguard?"
"My friends and I play it all the time." He speaks.
- T I M E S K I P-
"Damnnn, I kicked your ass at that game!" He yells in victory.
"Yeah, yeah." I rolled my eyes playfully and stood up.
"Ha! You're mad!" He said while choosing the next game.
I walked to the kitchen and tried to cook. This shit has to be perfect for Nadav, but my mind can't focus. I mean, what else can I be thinking of when I'm literally in my house, alone with Nadav? 99% of me is thinking about having sex with him, only 1% is actually thinking about cooking. And... That night... I wanna do it all over again. God, it felt so good fucking him.. I want to be with him forever. Does that sound creepy? I hope it's not creepy.
Suddenly, he comes up next to me and grips my arm, "What're you making?"
"Ah- Uh..." My voice gets shaky and nervous to his touch. "P-Paidhaqe gici.
"What's that?" He questions.
"It's.. an Albanian dish." I answer him and take a deep breath.
"You okay?" He asks while letting go of his grip. He noticed my hands were shaking.
I turn my head and look at him. I swiftly kiss his lips while cupping his face, and then I pulled away quickly. "S-sorry! I'm sorry, I just had to do that... Ugh- I'm so stupid.." I apologized while putting my head in my hands. I.. Don't know why I kissed him. I guess I just couldn't take it anymore. Always staring at his lips but restraining myself to not kiss him.
"It's... It's okay. I'll leave you be." His face turns bright red, he smiles shyly and walks away.
I exhale and give a small nod, mentally kicking myself. I... Really need to control myself around him...
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