Euphoria Imagines but it's only Fez

First date at NYC/angus

Angus invited you on the first 'date' into NYC apartment.

Warnings: sexual scenes, weed, 
better be 15+ honey, I am just saying 🦋

You were looking at the bright NYC from the top floor and thinking how fucking lucky you are. Life was never easy, but every time you were about to give up, heaven sent rescue, this time it was Angus.The one you dreamed about, the one you thought about and the one who wrote to you on Instagram after the dream livestream with him that he had never seen a more beautiful girl than you.

So far everything looked good. He invited you here, ordered dinner and bought you a flower. And even though this was the first time you'd seen each other, you felt like you'd known each other for a long, long time. And yes, you knew more about him than he did about you. You appreciated the invitation, but you weren't sure if he was just taking this as a fling. You were never one for one night stands, but somehow it always ended up like this. You fell in love, you went on a date, you slept with someone, you said you loved him and he never spoke to you again after that night spent together. (story of my life in one sentence) You didn't want to end like that, not this time, not with Angus, because he meant so much for you.

"Thank you so much." You whispered as he walked up to you and handed you a can of Coca-Cola.

"You're welcome," he replied calmly and drank from his can.

You looked at him out of the corner of your eye, it was unreal how much you liked this guy. You were convinced that there was no one in the world with whom you would feel better.

"Do you believe in astrology?" you asked as you looked up at the glittering sky dotted with many stars. "Um," he thought, "Like in the stars?"

"Um. As in zodiac signs." you specified your thoughts.

,,Probably yes. But I don't care." he laughed. "I'm a cancer and when my friend read it to me, something felt right." he scratched behind his ear, "What sign are you?"

"I am Y/ZS." You said with a smile.

"And do you think these two get well together?" he asked with interest looking into your eyes. "Ya know what I mean."

"I don't know, maybe so." You bit your lip and felt your toes shaking. He took a step towards you, blowing smoke into your ear and you couldn't feel your feet and arms anymore.

"Have some," he offered you some weed.

"Just a little, I'm not used to it." you whispered with a nervous smile, waiting for him to hand it to you, instead he put the joint in your mouth himself. Once your lips and his fingers met, you slowly stopped thinking. You took a drag and felt a little sting in your throat, more than when you smoke cigarettes.

"You need to loosen up bro." he told you softly, "You're nervous, but don't have to."

You drag out about four times and finished it. "Better?" he licked his lips and stroked your face with his knuckles.

You nodded and didn't know if you should thank him or slap him for getting your lace panties completely wet.

You just didn't want to look like another whore, 'cause you are not, but you felt so embarrassed by how easy it is to manipulate you.

"Did you really mean it when you wrote that I am beautiful?" you just asked, to feel more confident.

He smiled so charmufully. "You really are, ma. You're the most beautiful."he looked at your full red lips, and you've just licked them, without even thinking you are doing it.