Make Us Play Forever? Conan Gray x Reader

No Red Light

**Y/n's pov**

Nervous, I run a hand through my hair. God- am I ready for this? The sound of the pavement underneath my heels would usually annoy me, but I'm much too nervous to notice.

Pushing on the glass door at the cafe and entering, I immediately see her warm, friendly face and relax a little. She stands up from her chair to pull me into a huge embrace.

"OMG Y/n!" Ashley squeals gently into your ear, "I'm so happy to finally meet you in person!"

"Me too Ash!" Hugging her back, warmth floods through my body. It's immediately like she's one of 'my people'. She feels so right... it's as if I know her from somewhere else, even though I don't. 

"Gosh, I told Cone that you and I were catching up and he was like: 'OMG REALLY?!?! GIVE HER A MASSIVE HUG FOR ME!!!" Ash impersonates Conan and I laugh, hanging my bag on the chair and sitting down. In front of me, there are two cinnabons and two tall glasses of an iced substance that upon inhalation, appears to be coffee of some kind.

"Erm, are these both for you, or-"

"I got you a cinnabon and an iced mocha, I hope you don't mind. Conan said you mentioned not having a good cinnabon for years, and also that you like a good mocha, and this place makes them the best!" Ashley scoots the plate and glass towards me, and I gingerly take a sip and a bite. The soft, sugary flower blooms on my tongue and my eyes almost roll back in bliss. The icing coats my tongue, melting and creating a beautiful harmony with the taste of the dough and filling.

"Oh my gosh," I groan, "Ashley, please let me transfer you some money or something! Surely this cost a fortune!"

"Naw, don't worry about it! Besides, I get more sleep now that our Cone has someone else to text at 3am in the night!"

We both laugh and continue eating and finishing off our drinks, chatting and joking around. 

"Hey, y/n? If you can drive yourself there, you should come back to Conan's place for a bit. Obviously, it's just me until Friday, but I'm sure he won't mind!"

"Ok, sounds great."

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Conan's house is large and neat. Half-drunk coffee cups are littered around the place, mostly on benches, cabinets and next to potted plants, of which there are dozens. 

"As you may be able to see," Ashley sighs dramatically, "I haven't been able to clean up yet. Sorry about that!" 

"Honestly, I expected nothing less!" I chuckle to myself, running my fingers over the fronds of a wandering jew plant on the coffee table. We are in Conan's living room. Ash gave me a tour of every room apart from Conan's bedroom. The living room is well-lit but dark now that most of the lights are off. The Proposal was the only DVD that we could find anywhere, and his Netflix account was logged out, so now we're on the couch watching Sandra Bullock kissing Ryan Reynolds while we pretend to look away.

"So, you and Conan, huh?" She nudges me, raising her eyebrows.

"Yeah? What about... us?"

"Well, do you like him?!"

"Yeah, but he's been my celebrity crush since... forever!" I protest defensively.

"Well, does it feel different not that it did before?" She prods and I sigh,

"Yes. But that doesn't mean that there's anything like THAT between me and him. It's just a crush, that's all!"

"Ok then, just saying."

"Wait... does Conan like me too?" I ask, nervously glancing away from her stare.

"Well, you know what he's like..."

"What do you mean?"

"Oh, it doesn't matter, don't worry about it. Jeez- how is Ryan Reynolds kind of fine though?! Like damn!"

"Heh... yeah." I sigh loudly.

Ashley passes me some chocolate almonds which I politely take three of and eat slowly. I want to go to bed but don't want to be rude at all. 

"So, what are you doing Friday?" Ashley asks, pulling her blanket up to cover her forearms.

"Nothing. Although, Conan and I were going to spend the night hanging out just him and I."

I watch Ash smirk at me before she speaks,

"Oh... cool! I'll help in getting all set up back here then you can come pick him up. Does 6 work?"

"Hmm... I think for what we have in plan, 8 might be better," I tell her.

"What?! What about getting dinner?! Isn't 8 super late for that?" She asks, genuine interest and surprise in her voice.

"Yeah, I'm sure. Conan and I aren't going for dinner. We're just gonna spend some time together. Maybe get a drink, but just catch up and relax at bit. Besides, I'm sure he'll be exhausted, and the last thing that he needs are some fans hounding him while he tries to eat in peace!"

"Yeah, you have a point. Hey, you should come and sleep over that night! Sleepover!" she squeals a little,

"OMG yes!"

"We're making pasta- you can't change my mind even if you try!"

"Hey- that sounds awesome! I'm not complaining! I love pasta... superior meal if you ask me.

"It's official. You love pasta and coffee, therefore you are eligible to date Conan."

"Hehe, good one!"

"So what are you two doing anyway? Going to see a movie? Apparently, Encanto 2 is coming out Friday. He loves part one so I'm sure he's dying to go see it! Although, maybe don't take him to go see it, because he'll come back singing all of the songs everywhere he goes. I took him to see the first one and he sobbed the whole movie then came out singing We Don't Talk About Bruno for solid hours on end!"

"Hahaha! No, We're not going to see a movie, although, after that, I think I might take him to go see that on another occasion, maybe while you're here still? But Conan and I are going for a night drive together, just through the city. If we go late enough the roads will be deserted enough to go the maximum speed. We probably won't get anything to eat- at most a drink of something."

"Girl," Ash gasps, "Con NEVER lets anybody else come on his night drives. Damn- he must really like you. I say this respectfully, but good luck dealing with him!"