Cod One-Shots

💰New neighbor Pt.2

As the conversation flowed, Price looked at you with a thoughtful expression. "You know," he began, "now that I'm settling into civilian life, I've got more time on my hands. Would you be interested in grabbing a coffee or something during the week? Just a chance for us to chat without the chaos of a pub setting."

A genuine smile played on his lips, awaiting your response. You looked up at him in slight surprise, the warmth of the porch and the shared laughter from earlier lingering in the air. Despite the initial surprise, you couldn't help but feel happy that he had asked you. You had only exchanged a few words on his porch before, mainly due to helping him with the moving boxes, and now he was extending an invitation for a more meaningful conversation over coffee, creating the opportunity for a deeper connection to unfold between you two.

Your own smile mirrored his sincerity as you considered his offer. The sun dipped lower in the sky, casting a warm glow on the surroundings, accentuating the ease of the moment.

"Sure," you replied, "I'd love to grab a coffee with you. It sounds like a great idea to catch up without the hustle and bustle of a pub. When and where works for you?" The prospect of getting to know Price beyond the brief encounters on the porch sparked a sense of anticipation, and you found yourself looking forward to this new chapter in your connection with him.

"What do you think of going on Sunday. At let's say... 10 am? It sounds like a good time to go for a little walk to the cafe."

He looked down at you, patiently waiting for your answer. The late night moonlight filtering through the trees cast a gentle glow on his face, and the prospect of a Sunday stroll to a nearby cafe added a charming touch to the invitation.

"Sounds perfect." You replied with a grin, feeling the pleasant stretch in your muscles as you placed your hands on your knees and pushed yourself up. The shared anticipation for the coffee outing created an atmosphere of casual excitement, and you couldn't help but look forward to the prospect of spending this relaxed time with Price.

""Well, it's getting pretty late, I should head home," you mentioned, a faint chuckle escaping your lips, finding humor in the proximity of your homes. The soft glow of the porch light seemed to embrace the surroundings, casting a warm, amber hue that highlighted the contours of John's frame. As he rose to stretch, the play of muscles, especially the subtle flexing of his biceps, caught your attention. A gentle warmth spread through you, prompting a quick shift in gaze to maintain composure.

"Thanks for the coffee offer, Price."

"Please. Call me John." He responded with a friendly tone, a small smirk barely visible in the night. His eyes held a glint of shared camaraderie, making the atmosphere more comfortable.

"Y/N. My name is Y/N."

He took your hand in his, his movements deliberate and gentle. Bringing it up to his face, he pressed a delicate peck on your knuckles. "Well, it's a very lovely name."

As his lips met your skin, you felt a subtle flutter within, wondering if he had noticed your earlier gaze. The night unfolded with a delicate charm, and you couldn't help but appreciate the nuanced connection growing between you and John

"Goodnight John." I give a small wave and make my way to the house next to his. John waited until you were no longer in sight, before heading into his own house.

"Goodnight Y/N."

We now go to the next day, seeing John and you sitting in the cafe.

The next day arrived with a crispness in the air, promising a perfect Sunday morning for your coffee outing with John. The sun gently kissed the town awake as you approached the quaint cafe, its aroma already teasing your senses. John, seated at a small outdoor table, smiled as he saw you approaching.