I look in the mirror for the millionth time, realizing I haven't been on a date in so long. I tug at the edge of my shirt in hopes that it'll magically fit perfectly.
I glance around my room to find something to help. My eyes land on the piece of paper from last night. The one with Magnolia's number on it. I shake my head and grab it. In two weeks I'll officially tell her I'm not taking the job, but for now I shove it into my top desk drawer.
I look back into the mirror. Maybe I need a different mirror.
The bathroom door is open. I peek in to see Clay hanging up to the phone. He sighs, holding his head in his hands.
"Hey," I say as I walk in with a knock.
He glances up only to stop and look again. His jaw slacks while he tries to think of something. "Hey," is what he says in one breath.
"Hi," I repeat, "Whatcha doing?"
He watches as I check my hair once more in the mirror, hoping it's not scraggly like it is when I first wake up.
"Um, I was getting ready." He clears his throat. "Where are you going?"
I furrow my brows and look at him again. "A date? We talked about this yesterday."
"Oh." He fidgets with his hands. "With who?"
I smile, realizing he wasn't paying attention last night. I decide to mess with him. "Oh you know, Nick and I thought we'd give it another shot."
Now it's his turn to have the confused look. "What? No you wouldn't."
I sigh. "Well, I wanted George to come hang out with me because all the fighting really just gets to me." I turn to him, realizing he's closer than I had originally thought. I swallow once. "You know what I mean?"
My voice came out more unsure on the last sentence, and he smiles at that. "You're messing with me?"
I laugh nervously. "No?"
He smiles, and I swear he's leaned closer in the past ten seconds. "Yes you are."
I shake my head. "Promise. Nick and I are going to... get it on."
Clay laughs and takes a step back. "That's actually disgusting, y/n."
I smile and also step back. Checking the mirror quickly confirms the flush of my cheeks.
"Who's it really with?" Clay asks, nudging my side.
"Um, his name is Ben," I say, "He's Maggie's older brother."
"Maggie as in.." he hesitates to say it.
"Yeah, that's the one," I answer for him.
He nods, leaning in again. "Well, I hope you two have fun." He straightens his back and walks past me out the bathroom door.
I watch him leave, not even noticing my jaw had dropped in the span of that conversation. I look in the mirror once again. Not only am I nervous about my date now, I'm also nervous at whatever just happened with Clay.
I check the time. I'm not sure where Ben is staying, or if he even still lives in our hometown. I make a mental note to ask tonight.
I walk back into my room to make sure there's nothing I'm forgetting, also noticing I'm ready a little earlier than I planned.
I walk into the kitchen, seeing Clay again. I pause before he can see me.
He's gripping both hands on the counter like it's going to run away any second now. His head hangs low although I can't see his facial expressions. He picks up a glass and takes a sip of a dark liquid.
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saturday mornings are for pancakes // a dream x reader fanfiction
Fanfiction"What are you doing in my kitchen?" he asks groggily as he makes his way over to the barstools. I laugh at the way he rubs his eyes. "Making pancakes." He squints up at me, hangover all over his face. "Why are you doing it so early in the morning?" ...