"No fuckin' shit, lady! Do I sound like I'm orderin' a pizza?!"
"Cavilll~ Not bad for a brat like you~"
With a smug face, Tyler slightly tilts his head after successfully reciting his favorite John McClane line—showing off to John. Folding his hands in front of him in a proud manner, he basks in the satisfaction of his performance while John chuckles appreciatively beside him.
The two of them chill in the living room—again—watching another round of the original Die Hard movie. John sits in his lazyboy, his laughter booming through the room—causing his big stomach to jiggle with each chuckle as they bicker about McClane's repeated stupid decisions. As they exchange banter, Tyler absentmindedly pets Tumba—who's been chilling beside him since the movie started.
That's when the faint sound of footsteps coming from upstairs, catching Tyler's attention. Drawing his gaze towards the staircase, Tyler catches a glimpse of you as you descend quickly. Once you notice him—as you're in the middle on the stairs just right in front of him, you halt.. and his jaw drops. Mesmerized by your presence, he keeps staring from downstairs—ignoring John as he takes in your stunning appearance.
Your hair falls in gentle waves around your shoulders, framing your face in a soft glow. You rock a flowing.. flowery Sabrina top paired with short blue jeans, looking effortlessly.. beautiful. As your dad directs a comment towards him, Tyler finds himself still momentarily speechless. He simply stares at you, a grin spreading across his face.
Getting shy of his reaction, you can't help but sheepishly grin back—awkwardly pinching your left arm as you mutter under your breath, "What?"
John finally turns to look at you—and your dad's eyes light up with pride. "My daughter~ You're so magnificent!" he remarks, a warm smile spreading across his face as he opens his arms widely for a hug. You quickly descend the last of the stairs, eager to melt into his embrace—your mom, having just finished helping you get ready, follows closely behind. Embracing you tightly, he asks, "Where are you off to all dolled up like this, Emily?"
Hesitating in his hug, you stammer, struggling to find the right words to curtain the dangerous fact that you're—
"We're going on a date!"
Your dad immediately releases you and snaps his head to Tyler, eyes widening in annoyed surprise. "What?!" he exclaims. Despite his deadly spontaneous outburst, Tyler still gazes at you in awe, ignoring the big boss' shock.
Your mom interjects with a sigh, "Oh, dear," before clarifying to your dad, "Not like—it's just a hangout babe~ Like the usual~ Just—this time, it has a 'date' theme on it.." she stutters a bit, facepalming herself before glancing at you for assurance.
Meanwhile, feeling the panic starts seeping through your skin, you tilt your head subtly, silently asking for Tyler's help. Instead, suddenly jolting from his seat, Tyler kneels before your dad as if paying respect to a king, and says,
"I will bring your daughter back before midnight, My King," Tyler proposes, kissing your dad's hand before jumping to his feet. Your dad stares at him in astonishment before turning to your mom—who's standing giddily near the stairs.
Quickly skipping to your mom, Cavill declares, "I promise I will give your daughter the best date of her life, My Queen." Your mom bursts into laughter when he kisses her hand too. Amused with this boy's antics, she can't help but to ruffle Tyler's head before hugging him tightly.
Feeling the wires start to snap back on his brain, Mr. Winters gets up from his seat and storms, "Wait—what's that supposed to mean, you brat?!"
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The First Rule
RomanceBestfriends Forever. Just bestfriends that spoke like lovers.. and that seemed to be enough for two teenagers who were scared to love one another. Emilia (Emily) Winters and Tyler Cavill. The two have been unseparated since they're born. First step...
