𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘, ᵁᴺᴰᴱᴿᴳᴿᴼᵁᴺᴰ ᴿᴬᴾᴾᴱᴿˢ & ᴿᴬᴾᴾᴱᴿˢ

FANGIRLING, 026

IN WHICH... HE AND HIS GIRLFRIEND ARE OUT FOR DINNER WHEN A GIRL STARTS FANGIRLING A LITTLE TO MUCH.
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THE NIGHT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE
PERFECT.

Y/N had been looking forward to this date for weeks, and Benjamin, had promised her a night she wouldn't forget. They were hitting up one of the most famous spots in the city. The vibe was high-end, the food top-notch, and the crowd? Full of people who knew how to mind their business. Or so they thought.

Y/N strutted into the restaurant, arm linked with Benjamin's, feeling like a million bucks in her sleek black dress and stilettos that clicked on the marble floor with every step. Benjamin looked fine as hell in his ksubis and a white tee, a chain glinting under the dim restaurant lights. Heads turned as they walked in, and Y/N couldn't help but smirk. Tonight was their night.

They were barely seated when the first fan approached. Autumn, ever the gentleman, greeted the young girl with a polite smile and signed her napkin. But it didn't stop there. This girl, with her overdone makeup and too-tight dress, was not just a fan. She lingered, batting her lashes and tossing her hair like she was auditioning for a reality TV show.

"Oh em gee, can I get another pic, Autumn?" The white girl asked, her voice dripping with fake sweetness.

Autumn glanced at Y/N, who gave him a nod. He stood up, took the picture, and hoped that would be the end of it. But the girl wasn't done.

"You know, I've been following you since you blew up. You've got some real talent. And you look even better in person," she purred, stepping closer to him.

Y/N's patience was wearing thin. She shot the girl a look. "Aight, you got your pic and autograph. Time to bounce, shorty. We tryna eat in peace."

The girl rolled her eyes and looked Y/N up and down, dismissively. "I was just talking to Autumn. Ain't nobody talking to you."

Y/N could feel her blood boiling. "Nah, you talking to me now. You better recognize who you dealing with."

Autumn put a calming hand on Y/N's arm, but she shook it off. She was done playing nice.

"Yo, Autumn, you should really hang out with real fans, not... whatever this is," the girl said, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

That was it. Y/N stood up, towering over the girl in her heels. "Bitch, you better get to steppin' before I make you regret ever walking up in here. You think you can just roll up, disrespect me, and get away with it? Yeah, aight."

The girl's eyes widened, and she took a step back, clearly intimidated. Autumn finally intervened, stepping between the two women. "Aight, that's enough. Y/N, let's just sit down and enjoy our night. And you," he turned to the girl, "appreciate the support, but you need to leave. Now."

The girl huffed but finally turned and walked away, muttering under her breath. Y/N sat back down, her heart still racing. Autumn took her hand and squeezed it. "I'm sorry, baby. I didn't mean for any of that to happen."

Y/N took a deep breath, trying to calm down. "It's not your fault, Benji. Just hate when these fems don't know their place."

They managed to salvage the rest of their evening, but the tension lingered. Y/N couldn't shake the feeling of being disrespected in front of her man. Autumn tried his best to make her smile, cracking jokes and feeding her bites of dessert, but she was deep in thought.

Later that night, as they walked back to the car, Autumn wrapped his arm around Y/N's waist. "You know I only got eyes for you, right?"

Y/N looked up at him and smiled. "Yeah, I know. Just sometimes it feels like the whole world is tryna come between us."

Autumn stopped and turned to face her, cupping her face in his hands. "Ain't nobody or nothing coming between us, Y/N.. And anyone who can't see that ain't worth our time."

Y/N leaned in and kissed him, feeling the love and reassurance in his embrace. "Love you, Benjamin."

"Love you more, Y/N," he replied, pulling her closer.

They drove off into the night, ready to face whatever came their way, knowing their bond was unbreakable.