Sarah Paulson's Characters - Oneshots

Cruel Cupid

Note: Werewolf Linda Tripp art

Ship: Awkward Diane Sherman x Reader

Diane building up the courage to ask you on a date. Switches POV per paragraph, both too shy to ask each other out.

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Diane was parked outside the university, hands shaking and eyes wide in the adrenaline rush, she had written out so many cards to practice with, and yet she ripped them up. Perhaps she could just drive back home and try another day, but she had to do it today. She got out of her car, her breath showing up in the cold air. You got this. You're smooth. You're a smoothie. Diane walked into the dormatory building, standing outside your door. She couldn't knock, mouth dry and muscles bunched up in panic.

You sat on your bed, staring at your picture of Diane on your phone. You had recently met her when meeting Chloe, and throughout the semester she had taken over your mind and heart. You were too shy to ever admit your affections, but whenever you two were alone in a room, the awkward tension was beyond suffocating. You sighed quietly, jumping when you heard a gentle knock on the door.

Shit! Shit! Shit! That was a bad knock! That was too hard! Diane felt herself going into a panic, ready to run away and hide under a blanket in shame. Then, the door opened. She stared at you, eyes wide. "Diane! It's great to see you. I was actually thinking about coming over." You spoke up, just as awkward as her. Diane loomed over you, scrambling to take a few steps back as she noticed you were practically looking directly up at her. "I wanted to ask you something." Diane blurted, her voice drenched in panic and awkwardness.

You stared in wonder, part of you hoping she was going to ask you out. You had been waiting for months, shaking softly in excitement. "Yeah?" You asked, hopeful. You watched her swallow, her hands shaking as she tried to get her words out. You watched her play with her hands, avoiding eye contact as she usually did with you. "Will you... Uhm... Can I take you out for... For uh... For dinner, as a d-date." Diane finally managed to say, your eyes wide.

Diane felt her heart race, not understanding your stunned stare. I messed up! I really fucked myself on this one. "You d-" "yes." Diane stopped herself as you agreed to dinner, stunned herself. What? "Y-you will?" Diane asked, eyes wide and a smile forming. "Yes. Yes, yes, yes." Diane grinned as you repeated the word, feeling your hands over here. "Let me get my shoes on." Diane heard you giddily say, seeing you slip on shoes and leave with her.

"I've been waiting for you to ask me all semester now."