crush oneshots!!

the fair 🌸

y/n: your name

l/n: your last name

c/n: crush's name

c/l/n: crush's last name

h/c: your hair color

e/c: your eye color

s/c: your skin color

c/h/c: crush's hair color

c/e/c: crush's eye color

c/s/c: crush's skin color

b/f/n: best friend's name

b/f/l/n: best friend's last name

In this imagine, you and c/n have just recently gotten together and are on your first date! Sorry this one is kind of short. And if you read it and suffer a fluff overdose, my apologies. Enjoy!

The smell of buttered popcorn and caramel apples greets your nose as you and c/n walk around the fairground. Recently, a carnival had moved to your town, and now, for your first ever date, you and c/n are attending.

"I want a caramel apple," you say as you pass by the stall.

"Haven't you already had two?" c/n asks, laughing.

"Is there a law prohibiting third caramel apples?" you ask, grabbing his hand and dragging him towards the stall, where you purchase your third caramel apple. You bite into the sticky sweetness.

"What do you want to do next?" c/n asks.

"Let's play the balloon pop game," you say, pointing to the stall. "I want that big stuffed bear."

"Those games are rigged," c/n argues. "They just take all your money."

"I don't care." You finish your apple and start to walk towards the stall. C/n shakes his head and follows you.

You try three times to get the bear, but each time, you fail. Finally, you give up, and, dejected, walk back towards a laughing c/n.

"I told you it was rigged," he says. He reaches out and pats the top of your head. "It's okay, y/n. You can find a bear somewhere else."

"Yeah, but not that bear," you reply. You sigh. "It's fine. Let's go do something else."

"Like what?" c/n asks.

You smile. You and c/n hadn't had your first kiss yet, but you planned to get it today. And you wanted it on the ferris wheel.

"Let's do that," you say, pointing towards the tall ride towering over everything else. "It looks fun."

"Uh..." c/n absentmindedly scratches the back of his head. "Maybe we should just head back to town. I'm getting a little tired."

"What? It's only 6:30," you say, flashing your phone screen at him.

"My stomach hurts," he says. He wraps his arms around his stomach and groans.

You watch him, amused. "You are such a bad liar. Why don't you want to-wait." A slow grin spreads across your face. "C/n, are you afraid of heights?"

"What? No!" he exclaims. A faint blush spreads across his features.

"Oh. My. God. You are afraid of heights!" You grab his hand and laugh. "It's okay. I'll be by your side the entire time."

"I'm not!" c/n groans and runs his hand over his face. "Okay, maybe I'm a little afraid of heights. I mean, how trustworthy can a giant rotating wheel be?"

"Trustworthy enough," you say. You pat his arm comfortingly. "It'll be fun. Just try it!"

He hesitates, then says, "Fine. For you, I'll do it."