AMP Oneshots * REQUESTED*

Agent

* When they take you out on a date*

Agent was reserved, observant and very charismatic.

He liked to be more to himself and always brought a laugh out of you and you couldn't help how your stomach grew butterflies at the thought of him.

He couldn't take not really knowing you on a more personal level, so when he asked you out you were a little worried because you didn't do the romance.

There was a pottery class, and Agent has been wanting to find an excuse to go there. And once he brought it up, you took the chance and was now dressed in some mom jeans a cardigan sweater and some all black vans with your hair pinned up.

" You look so good." His gaze looked mesmerized, but you thought you looked plain.

He pulled out a bouquet of roses and your cheeks turned a shade of red.

" Thank you, Agent. This is so sweet."

He helped you in the passengers seat, taking his way to the driver's seat and pulled off into the streets of ATL towards the workshop.

" I thought chivalry was dead. Never had a man open a door for me or even buy me flowers."

" From what I know, you don't put yourself out there. When's the last time you've been on a date?"

You turned your eyes up at the sky and twisted your lips, trying to find an answer.

" Exactly."

" But I'm pretty sure you do this to all the girls your take out."

" I have a few times, you're right. I was raised right. Every woman likes to feel special."

Your heart was a fluttering mess.

He had a way of touching you without actually doing it physically. Honestly, there are times you wanted him to. He was really deep.

The time passed as Agent pulled up to the workshop and holding the door open for you to go in first.

" Walk-in or appointment?"

A white man with a crooked smile and mangy hair asked as he stood in front of you two.

" I have an appointment, with Charles?" Agent said.

" That'll be me, follow me towards the back."

Agent put a hand on the lower part of your back, following the man to a secluded area of the shop.

" I was told this is a date night pottery, we do classes in the front and any intimate settings are always in the back." Charles informed.

" I never been to one of these." You said to Agent.

" I did once, it's really relaxing."

Charles led the way to the set up.

You thought it would smell of paint and clay. But it actually smelled nice, almost like flowers.

You and Agent sat beside each other and Charles sat in front of you two, giving you instructions on how to keep yourself clean and how to shape your hands on the clay.

You looked over at Agent who seemed to be doing a good job. But unfortunately, your work looked like a blob of nothing.

You didn't really know how to get your hands dirty like alot of people and you felt embarrassed that you weren't getting it.

You felt large hands drape over yours, and the small clay that sat in front of you began to mold into a more familiar shape.

" You were thinking to hard about it, just do your hands like this." He whispered in your ear, sending chills down your spine.

The softness of his hands along with the wetness of the clay gave you a satisfied feeling. You looked back at Agent slightly, his head nestled into the crook of your shoulder.

His eyes once fixated on the task, but soon fell on yours.

He had beautiful eyes.

" Can you see us doing this more often?"

You shrugged, watching him take his seat back next to you.

" Since I'm not that good at it, no. But I do see us seeing each other again." You smiled.

" I would love that." Agent agreed.

After a while, the clay hardened. You and Agent holding up your work, only making Charles smile and giving you two a button for participation and hard work.

" I'll put my roses in this." You said, drawing designs on the vase to give it more personality, as well as Agent.

Agent, put a heart on his and handed it to you as though it was a gift.

" No, give it to your mom or something. I can't take that, you worked hard on it."

" Take it, y/n."

The way he said your name gave you goosebumps.

It was time for you two to go.

Charles said goodbyes and you and Agent were already in the car headed back to your place.

It was quiet.

Silence filled the car once he drove up to your home.

" I had fun!" The two of you said together.

Nerves struck you but you knew what those nerves were.

" It was nice to finally meet you Agent." You smiled.

Your thoughts took over and you leaned in, kissing his lips.

You lingered there. Your entire being frozen. If you moved, you were afraid to see his reaction. But honestly, you wanted to just be there.

He took advantage, taking you cheek and moving you in closer and deepening the kiss.

When you pulled away, your fingertips tingled and your heart was now in your stomach.

" I didn't meant to do that." You said quickly.

" Am I complaining?"

This man is so fine.

You shook your head no and watched each other once more.

" Do you want me to walk you to your door?"

" Naw, thank you for the day. I got it from here."

" Call me once you get settled."

You were a giggling mess, biting down on your fingernails as the thought of Agent sored through you.

He was just....ugh! He was all that.

You were craving his presence. And as you walked into your home you gave one last look out the window and saw his truck leaving the driveway.

Your stomach seemed filled with excitement.

You were sure to see him again.