I'm just staring at him, his arms still around me. "Wow-" I say. "Hm?" he responds, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. I know I have to be blushing hard, my face feeling hot. "That was even better than I imagined-" I looked down, knowing I was for sure blushing now. "Aw, you dream about me?" he says, lifting my face up with his hand. I just stare, not knowing how to respond.
"It's okay, I dream about you too-" he whispers, making my heart beat even faster. Suddenly there's a knock on the door, and we both jump off of each other. "C-Conan you uh...need to *hic* come p-party with us mannnn" I feel Conan grab my hand as he opens the door to a man who is clearly drunk. The man grabs my arm, and before I know it Conan is shoving him to the ground. "Oh you wanna fight then?" the man asks, reaching for Conan. "Let's get out of here-" he whispers to me. He leads me out of the room, leaving the man wobbling behind us.
We run out to his car, and he pulls out as soon as we're both in. I feel my face getting hot, but not from blushing. I feel the tears falling down my face, as Conan drives silently. Once we get to his place, he turns the car off and looks at me, wanting to break the silence. I look up at him, knowing there is mascara and tears running down my face.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know it was going to be that kind of party." He holds my hand tight in his, my eyes focused on him. "Let's go inside, okay?" He gets out of the car and opens my door for me, taking my hand to guide me. Once up to the door, he unlocks it and closes it behind us. He stops in the hallway by the front door, turning to face me. I look up at him, his eyes almost sparkling from the light.
I wrap my arms around his lower waist, closing the distance between us for a tight hug. I rest my head on his chest, his arms wrapping around my waist as well. We stay like this for a few minutes, just appreciating each other. I feel his hands moving up to my upper back, pulling away slightly to look at my face. I wrap my arms around his neck, blush creeping into my face. I'm still so confused about earlier.
"We need to go to bed" he says, looking down at me. "Mhm" I say, unwrapping my arms from his neck and walking towards his room. After brushing my teeth and changing, I sat on his bed and scrolled on insta. A few minutes later, Conan walks into the room, wearing only pajama pants. God, he was hot. I stare at him, blush turning my face pink. "Sorry...forgot my shirt" he says, reaching into the drawer and pulling out a white Taylor Swift shirt.
He turned the lights off then walked over to the bed, sitting down at the edge. "I have a question" he says, his eyes staring into the floor. "Hm?" I ask, scooting behind him. "W-will you um...this is so cringy" He laughs to himself, but his face still looks serious. He takes a deep breath, then asks, "Will you be my girlfriend?"
