TMD: Preferences|Imagines|Oneshots

~4k Oneshot Special~ PT 2

(A/N: I'm so sorry this took so long! I've been having some trouble with inspiration and without it I was finding it hard to write. That seems to be passing now though! I did make a little outfit for Y/N so that'll be linked the same way my polls usually are. So without further ado, here's Pt 2 of the 4k Oneshot Special! Enjoy!!)

‼️DISCLAIMER: This chapter contains mentions of throwing up!‼️

italics = emphasis

" = dialogue

Y/N - Your name

Y/L/N - Your last name

     "Achoo!"

      I sneezed into my elbow as I knocked on Guy's front door. 'I hope he didn't hear that.' I thought, pulling my coat closer around myself. I was all dressed up in my absolute best black dress and matching heels but I felt like garbage. As it turned out, my 'allergies' didn't go away. In fact, whatever this was had gotten worse. I was running a low grade fever, had the chills, and couldn't go five minutes without sneezing but I was determined to make it through this dinner. I just hope Guy wouldn't find me out.

       A few seconds later, the door opened and there stood my handsome boyfriend. He was all dressed up in a nice suit and tie and his hair combed to perfection. I actually forgot I was sick for a second just looking at him.

       "Hey. You're right on time." Guy greeted me with a smile, putting out his hand. I returned the smile and took his hand, letting him lead me into the front room and thanking whatever deity there was that clammy hands wasn't one of my symptoms.

       "Let me take your coat." Guy said, helping me shrug it off my shoulders. As soon as it was off, the cool air made me wish it was back on. I had to keep myself from shivering. I covered it as an excited wiggle as Guy took my coat and hung it by the door. His hand made it's way to the small of my back as he turned me in the direction of the dining room.

      Everything looked so nice. The lights were dimmed and candles were spread throughout the dining room, the table was set with nice china, and romantic music floated quietly through the air from the boom box on the side table.

       "You really went all out here, Mon Cher." I complimented.

       "Well, it is a special occasion, Cara Mia." Guy said, winking at me. "Just give me one second and I'll be right back with our salad course." He pulled my chair out for me before disappearing into the kitchen. He returned a few seconds later with two bowls of what looked to be Caesar salad. Usually my favorite but I had to force myself to eat it.

       We ate our salads in relative silence, just enjoying each others company. And in my case, trying desperately to keep from shaking. I must have been sicker than I thought but there was no way I was going to let it get in the way of our date. Guy, having finished his salad, took his suit jacket off and put in on the back of his chair. He seemed a bit uneasy. Did he suspect?

       "I'm going to use the restroom real quick. I had a lot to drink today. Excuse me." He stood up quickly and walked down the hall. I heard the bathroom door shut behind him.

        Using his absence, I rubbed my hands up and down my arms, trying to get some kind of heat going to them. My legs were chilled as well but I didn't have time to get to them before I heard the door opening down the hall once again.

        "Sorry about that," Guy said, appearing from around the corner. "Um, how about some dancing while we wait for the main course to finish cooking?"