Happy Together (YBF Love Story)

Chapter 2: Date #2

⚠️CONTENT WARNING⚠️
Mild sexuality, implication of Self-Harm, and flashes of Domestic Violence.

Friday, September 17th, 2022

It's been a couple of days since I met up with Peter for a date. It feels so weird me saying that. He hasn't seen me for awhile, and I hope he stops by today...but maybe I don't. I don't know. Oh crap, I just realized I'm late! I get out of bed and walk into the kitchen to see Lucy already pouring a cup of coffee. She smiles at me "Morning. Made it fresh for ya." She says with a wink. I nod "Thanks. But I'm already in a bit of a hurry." I say. She nods "Oh, okay. What time are you off today?" She asks "Around 7." I reply as she now leans over the counter "So why did you come home at 9:30 last night? Late shift?" She asks. I glance at her "Yeah, I guess. Why?" I ask "Just wondering. I mean, it's unusual for you to come home late like that." She says. I cross my arms "I didn't know I was under a curfew, Lulu. Why do you suddenly care about what I do anyway? You take care of your own life, I'll take care of mine." I say before walking out the door, ignoring Lucy. I walk to the Diner and get to work. I hate that I'm late for work, and now I have to make up for it. I get inside the Diner quickly and put on my apron before heading to clock in...only to find out that I already am? "There you are!" I turn to see TK. "I've been looking all over for you, YN. I just clocked in for ya anyway, now get on an apron and get going. We could be going into lunch rush at any moment!" They exclaim. I nod. TK is a manager here at Dad's Diner and my best friend, they're Non-Binary and have two sets of families as they're adopted. TK hurries to the back. "Can I get a cheeseburger with double onion and no mustard please?!" They shout. I get on an apron and start serving plates. The lunch rush was a bit nuts, you had your typical Karens and Brads, drunk fatties dealing with hangover, new moms, crackheads, and Boomers. I also had very picky eaters. It's 2:30, and it's finally slowed down. I wipe my forehead with my left hand and set my apron down. "YN, you're not done yet." TK says, their face beet red from being over the stove for the past two hours "What? Yes, I am." I reply "The man over on Table 14. You need to take his order." They order. I sigh as I put on the apron and walk back to the front...Table 14, that's where I had my...date. I walk over "Hi, welcome to Dad's Diner. What can I get you?" I ask "Your company." I look away from the notepad to see Peter. My eyes widen "You came!" I squeak out. Peter chuckles "Of course. I've seen that you've been busy these past few days, and so I've waited. I am ready whenever you are, I've got all day." He says with a wink. I smile sheepishly and reach down to kiss his right cheek quickly. What did I do?! I gasp as he just looks surprised before blushing a crimson red "I'm sorry." I say quickly as he holds his hand to his cheek "You're perfect." He whispers as if I'm not supposed to hear it, but I did. I look back at the clock "I should be going on break soon. I'll ask TK and see, m'kay?" I ask. Peter smiles up at me warmly "You're just playing hard to get at this point." He says, I suddenly feel a pinch on my hip, making me gasp as he chuckles and winks. I head to the back and look at TK "Hey, TK. Can I go on break?" I ask as they look at me "Can't you in an hour?" They ask "Please, TK, I've really rushed today. I'll be back quickly, please?" I ask, pouting my lip and putting my hands in a begging manner. TK groans and rolls their eyes "Fiiiiiine." They drag out. "One hour. That's it." They remark before grabbing a dish towel and slinging it over their right shoulder. I nod and go to clock out. I head back over to Peter, whose already standing up with his hands in his pockets, and having the most spacious expression I've ever seen; he's just looking at the corner of the Diner and not paying the slightest attention to what's around him. I walk up to him "You ready?" I ask. He still stands there spaced out. I now wave my right hand over his face. "Hello? Earth to Peter?" I ask, he jumps and looks at me "O-oh. I'm sorry, I really need to start getting more sleep." He says before letting out a nervous chuckle. I notice that his eyes do have bags underneath them "Are you an insomniac?" I ask as he shakes his head "No, just have a lot of hobbies, really." He says as I nod "Does it have to do with your job?" I ask, just now realizing that I don't know where he works now. He smiles "I'm actually a vlogger. I test out hacks and products to see how much they ring true." He says as I nod "Oh, okay. That's cool actually." I say, he blushes "Yeah, it helps pay the bills." He says "So what other hobbies do you have?" I ask. He blushes a darker red and snickers "Well, let's just say I, uh, like birdwatching. Very fun and enticing~" He says, almost seductively. I nod "You ready?" "Yeah. Where are we going?" He asks. I grab his left hand and pull him out of the store. He follows me close as we walk back to my apartment. I head inside and blush with embarrassment. My LandLord has left the lobby a mess! Peter doesn't seem fazed, rather he just looks around. I head up the small set of stairs and reach to my door "Alright, I don't think my roommate is here." I say as he nods "So, we'll be alone. No disturbances." He replies as I nod. I reach into my left pocket and face the door; fumbling for my keys. I giggle "Don't think I'm the type of person to let anyone in on the second date." I say "Of course not, you're a person with class. Though it doesn't explain why you're dating me." He says. I roll my eyes and try to grab my keys frustratingly "Well, you're the one who approached and asked me out. You're just too cute to be turned down." I say with a blush. Suddenly I feel his left hand touch my lower back gently, and my body trembles as he moves slowly upward, his tender caress making my body burn. I blush darkly as I see his right hand on the door above my head. I giggle nervously. "You're a bit handsy today, huh?" I ask "I can't help it. You're far too irresistible~" He says seductively "Hey, none of that in the hall!" I hear a male voice exclaim. I turn around to see Don, my landlord, come up the steps. Wearing his usual attire of a fitted black sweatshirt, dark jeans with a black belt, a brown jacket, and a gold plated wrist watch on his left hand. Don glares at Peter and me. "What's going on here, YN?" He asks. Peter chuckles nervously "I'm sorry, Don, I'm here for my break." I say "Where's Lucy?" He asks "She's probably at school right now. Uhm, Don, this is Peter." I say "Her boyfriend." Peter says, almost proudly. Don arches his brow at him before glaring down at me "YN, we've been over Lucy before. Now I understand that you work to pay rent, but it shouldn't be held all on you, kid. When Lucy gets home, I'm going to be having a talk with her." He says. My eyes widen "Wait, Don! Don't talk to her! Look, I will-" "You've had thirteen days to talk to her. You shouldn't have to work yourself to death over her. I get that you feel sorry for her, but she was weeks behind on rent when you came here." He says. I sigh "Just give me one more time, Don. I don't want her out on the street." I say. Don rolls his eyes "Fine, but the next time she tells you to disguise her partner as yours, that's it." He says before turning around and walking back down the steps. Peter arches his brow and looks down at me "Disguising?" He asks "Sometimes I have to pretend to have guys over so Lucy doesn't get in trouble...she's, uh, promiscuous." I say with a blush before unlocking and opening the door. Peter looks around at the place and I shut the door behind me "Nice place." He says as I sigh "You could say that." I reply dryly as I walk over to the kitchen. "Is there anything you'd like?" I ask as he shrugs "I'm fine with whatever, a drink even." He says. I open the fridge; Lucy didn't go grocery shopping like she promised. Sighing, I grab two colas and set one next to him. "I'm sorry, that's all we have since my roommate didn't shop for groceries." I say. He looks at me sympathetically "YN, you don't deserve to live like this. You deserve a better roommate." He says. My eyes widen "Wow, uhm...thank you." I say quietly. How on Earth do I respond to that? I pop the tab and take a swig "You know, if you need a new roommate...I'd be more than happy, Darling." He says. I arch my brow "Darling?" I ask. He nods "Yeah, I like it. You're my Darling." He says, putting his left arm on top of my chair "Lucy means well. She's just..." I trail off. Peter nods "I was just saying. I would work, probably more than you, and help with whatever you need." He says. I look at him and cross my arms "Lying isn't going to get you anywhere with me, Peter." I say in a serious tone. He arches his brow "Hmm?" He hums. I look down nervously "I think I should head back." I say "Oh, uhm...alright, Darling. I'd be happy to walk yo-" "No need. Thanks for today, Peter. I appreciate it." I say. Peter nods as I stand up "Alright. Just one thing." He says, twisting in the chair to face me "Yeah?" I ask. He leans forward and I back away slightly "It's okay." He says reassuringly. He leans more forward and kisses my forehead gently; as if I'm glass that can easily break. My eyes widen in surprise as he smiles at me sweetly before getting up and we both leave, with me behind him. I feel so nervous around him, and probably even scared now. Why would he just randomly kiss my forehead out of nowhere? None of this makes any sense to me...I head back to work and TK is scrubbing dishes. They look at me "There you are. You're five minutes late." They say "I know, I'm sorry." I say as they sigh "Where have you been?" They ask. Before I can answer I hear a girl "TK, a customer is wanting to speak to you!" She yells. TK rolls their eyes "Coming!" They yell back before running past me. I didn't mean to be late, so I stayed over an extra thirty minutes. It's 7:30 now, and we're near closing time. As I wipe a table down I look around to see that most of the rush has left, and now it's mostly seven customers. As I turn to look at the window I see a figure with a dark hood looking at me; smoke coming from them. I stare at it before feeling a hand on my left shoulder. Gasping, I turn around to see TK. "You can go home now. I'm sorry for snapping at you earlier. Just, don't be late anymore, okay?" They ask with an apologetic expression. I nod "Okay. I am sorry though, I'm an adult who needs to make better decisions." I say. They chuckle "Aren't we all though?" They ask. "I'll see you tomorrow, YN. Please go to bed on time." They say "Goodnight." I reply. I head outside and walk on the street. I begin to think of Peter; what is up with him? Has he always been this odd, and I just didn't know...or what? As I pass the flower shop I put my hands in my pockets, looking at some of the different colored leaves on the sidewalk "Darling." I hear a voice, and turn around to see a smiling Peter "Peter...I..." I trail off "I was just looking at some flowers, and then I saw you. Would you like me to walk you home?" He asks. I feel my cheeks get hot "No, that's not necessary." I say "I can, I wouldn't mind one bit. I'd love to walk with you on a nice night." He says with a wink. I look down at the ground nervously before looking up at him "Okay, but if you try anything, you're going to regret it. Okay?" I ask. He crosses his chest in an X with his left index finger "I would never do anything to harm you. Cross my heart." He says before we begin to walk back to my apartment. While we walk I can tell he's nervous, as he keeps tapping his sides or fiddling with his hands in a wringing motion "I don't mean to bother you. You really didn't have to walk me home." I say "You're never a bother to me, Darling. As for walking you home, I just want to keep you safe." He says as I nod "Good point, I suppose." I say before looking down at his left hand, the cuts from when he squeezed those thorns have healed a lot. "How's your hand?" I ask. He looks down at me "It's getting better. I've had worse. It doesn't hurt." He says as I nod "Maybe that'll teach ya not to squeeze roses." I say with a smirk. Peter arches his brow before sighing "I was...upset. I wasn't thinking straight." He says "As long as you continue taking care of it, I don't have a problem. But you shouldn't have gotten so miffed." I say as he nods "I know. I'm sorry." He says. I grab his right hand and hold it in my left "It's okay." I say. Peter blushes a dark red before squeezing my hand slightly "You're so amazing." He says as we continued to walk to my apartment. Maybe he isn't so bad after all...at least, I hope not...

AN: FINALLY! Ugh, I've been sick as a bloody dog all weekend and I'm on a deadline for a video I'm doing Friday, Monday was a year my grandfather passed so I've been out of sorts. For those of you who celebrate, Happy Thanksgiving! And please, love your loved ones, even if you're mad or hold resentment towards them, because I wish I could take back those times with my Grampie. Also, next chapter I've got a surprise for you guys lol! Thank you everyone for reading! And eat to your heart's content! ♥♥🦃🦃🦃🦃