𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄 • 𝘝𝘰𝘹 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ✓

Chapter XI - Planetarium

Charlie's eyes lit up. "Y-you...(Y/N)...the two of you...date?!" she squealed, barely able to string a simple sentence together.

"(Y/N)! Your boyfriend's here!" she calls in a singsong voice, completely ignoring your disheveled appearance.

"Shhshh!" you press your finger to your lips aggressively and hide your face.

Vox chuckles. "Aww how cute..." he gushes. "Babe, you look so cute when you get all flustered like that~!" Vox calls to you.

Your eyes widen and you flush.

Did he just call me "babe"?!

"Angel!" you whisper aggressively to your friend. "Tell him I'm not here!"

Angel rolls his eyes. "(Y/N), it's pretty fucking obvious you're here."

You look at him desperately. "Try! Pleaseee?"

Angel lets out an extended sigh. "Vox, (Y/N) told me to tell you you're not here," he says dully, raising a glass of orange juice to his lips.

You grit your teeth. "Very fucking funny..." Your stomach does a backflip as you see Vox start to approach you.

He taps you on the head. "Darling?" he whispers in your ear.

"M-me?" you squeak.

Vox chuckles. "You under there?" he tilts your chin up, causing you to feel a sudden pang of self-consciousness as he admires your appearance.

"I-I uh...didn't expect you to be here," you say.

Vox squeezes your cheeks together. "You look so cute like this..." he teases.

"Mmph-...get...your...hands...offfofme!" you tell him in a muffled voice.

Vox smirks and releases you. "My apologies..."

You clear your throat and smoothen out your pajamas, as if it makes your appearance any more presentable. "Now..." you say, "why are you here?"

"Oh, how rude of me!" Vox exclaims, holding out the bouquet of roses to you. "Here, these are for you."

You take the large assortment gingerly in your arms. "Oh. Well, thank you. They're very beautiful," you smile and set them aside, taking a sip from your water.

He grins. "I'm glad you like them. Now, I was wondering if I could take you out today?"

You nearly choke on your water start to cough, pounding against your chest. "W-what?!"

Vox laughs. "Did I stutter? No, wait. That's you."

You shoot him a glare. "You want to take me on a date?"

He nods.

"Right now??"

"Yeah."

"When I'm looking like this?!" you motion to your messy form.

"Especially when you look like that," he says, biting his lip.

You grimace. "Stop looking at me like that."

Vox snaps out of his rather inappropriate gaze and averts his eyes to your own. "Sorry." But you could tell he wasn't really.

"Alright...I suppose we could go on a date..." you utter under your breath.

Vox beams. "Really?"

"Platonic!" you blurt out. "We're just hanging out! As friends! Alright?"

He holds his hands up defensively. "Okay! Okay! Just two friends going on a fun outing together."