𝓥𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓼𝓲𝓴𝓪'𝓼 𝓝𝓮𝔀 𝓘𝓜𝓟 𝓑𝓸𝔂𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭 Verosika Mayday x Male Reader [+16-18 Story]

Chapter 3: 𝓐 𝓓𝓪𝔂 𝓘𝓷 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓛𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓪 𝓖𝓾𝔂 𝓦𝓱𝓸𝓼 𝓓𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓥𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓼𝓲𝓴𝓪 𝓜𝓪𝔂𝓭𝓪𝔂

(Y/n) circled around his apartment nervously, his little heart beating rapidly.

He had invited Verosika over to his apartment for dinner and she agreed to arrive at 5:45 pm.

It was 5:40 pm.

He had done everything he could to prepare: cleaned twice, cooked, set up the wine, clipped his nails, and put on some nice clothes.

He put extra effort into making his apartment as nice as possible for his date.

After what felt like hours, (Y/n) heard a knock on his door. He walked up to the door and took a deep breath as he grabbed the door knob.

He opened the door to reveal Verosika who's hair was down and was wearing very casual clothing: sweat pants, white t-shirt, black sunglasses, and a light coat.

Verosika pushed down her sunglasses as she and (Y/n) exchanged surprised looks. She gave a small snicker and said, "We aren't going to some fancy restaurant, (Y/n)."

"Well I-uh, y-ya see I," responded (Y/n), scratching the back of his head. Verosika cut him off and calmed him down by leaning down, grasping his chin with her fingers, tilting his head up and kissing him on the lips, "You're so cute when you're flustered, you know that?"

(Y/n) looked up at the tall succubus. She had a warm but mischievous smile on her face.

He took another deep breath and moved away from the entrance. "Please come in."

Verosika walked into the apartment and looked around.

"Hm, this is actually a pretty nice place."

"Yeah it is," (Y/n) agreed as he shut the door behind him. "I was able to spend more on furnishings ever since my pay raise."

"Yup, that shows," responded Verosika, taking her sunglasses off and putting them in her coat pocket. The apartment was pretty small but comfortable. She looked over across the room and noticed steam coming from the kitchen. "Oh you're cooking? Hm, smells delicious."

"Oh yes! I've been trying out some new recipes recently. I even managed to get some good wine and spices fresh from Gluttony." (Y/n) clapped his hands and said. "I'm almost done making that. Please make yourself comfortable."

"Alright, will do," said Verosika, taking off her jacket. As she did so (Y/n) noticed that Verosika's shirt is one or two sizes bigger for her which caused it to slide off on one shoulder, revealing a black bra-strap.

He didn't stare for too long before scurrying off to the kitchen because he knew he'd get a good look at it her later, based on the look she kept giving him.

Verosika sat down at the dining table and adjusted her seat. She listened to the sounds of (Y/n)'s cooking pondered what it would taste like.

After a few minutes (Y/n) appeared from around the wall holding two slightly steaming bowls. He walked behind Verosika as he put her bowl in front of her.

He then put his food on the table and adjusted his chair so he could be eye-level with his girlfriend, i.e. grabbing some books to raise himself higher.

(Y/n) put on a smile and raised the wine bottle. "Bon appetit," he said as he poured the contents of the bottle into each of the glasses.

As (Y/n) began eating Verosika looked into her bowl. It was filled with a mixture of rice, sausages, shrimp, and assorted vegetables.

She hadn't tried something like this before, but she shrugged and put a spoonful into her mouth.
(Y/n) watched Verosika's eyes widen as she chewed for a few seconds then swallowed.