Hunter Hayes Imagines

Home Date

(Your POV)
You sit in your car and take deep breaths. It's your second date with Hunter and even though the first one went wonderfully, you're still nervous. You want everything to go so well. You hear your phone to off, you grab it and see a text from Hunter. "You gonna come in? I don't bite, you know." You laugh and look up to see him standing at the door, leaning against the frame and his dog Cole sitting on the edge of the porch. You smile softly, unbuckling and getting out of the car. He had insisted that the next date be here at his house. He had promised his mom's gumbo and movies. You couldn't say no. You walk up onto the porch and Cole walks over, smelling your leg. You brush your hair back and smile, petting his head before walking over to Hunter.

"Hi." You smile and he grins.

"Hi." He offers a hug and you accept it before walking into his home with Cole coming inside behind you.

(Hunter's PoV)
She's so cute, sitting in her car while she seems to gather up the courage to get out. I don't think she knows I'm waiting out here for her. I pull out my phone and text her and it does the trick, next thing I know she's in my arms giving me a tight squeeze, she smells amazing! And she's so sweet and pretty, I'm happy she agreed to come. "Please, come on in."

"It smells good!" She enthuses as I take her coat. I fight back commenting that she does too. It makes me smile, man! I'm awkward! And nervous! She seems to take in the surroundings and I hang her coat in the closet and put my hands in my pockets uncertainly, she turns to look at me and smiles, wow, my hands are shaking. I decide to leave them in my pockets when I'm not in the kitchen.

(Your POV)
You smile, "Your home is lovely."

He laughs at your choice of words, "Thank you, I'm not home that often but I do enjoy being here."

You giggle, "I'm sure Cole helps with the quiet and he makes it seem more homely."

He grins, "Yeah, he's something else." He nods and it settles into a quiet pause. After a minute he removes his hand from his pocket, directing you into the kitchen. "How about we go to the kitchen."

You smile and nod, "Of course, I'm excited." He laughs and you both walk into the kitchen, seeing a bottle of chilled wine and two wine glasses.

(Hunter's PoV)
"Would you like some?" I gesture to the wine.

"Please." How is she so calm? I'm about to fall to pieces. Our first date wasn't like this, I was able to speak without tripping all over myself.

While I'm pouring she steps over and lifts the cover on the pot on the stove.

"Careful! that's-" I caution but it's too late.

"Hot!" She drops the cover with a clatter and I point to the sink, reaching it a split second before she does.

I turn on the cold water, "Sorry, need to use a pot holder for that one."

"Well," she winces, "I guess I won't be forgetting any time soon." She laughs and I smile at her, holding her hand under the running cold water that is starting to numb my hand.

(Your POV)
You mentally kick yourself, "Sorry bout that." You whisper in the close proximity that Hunter is in.

He shakes his head, "No, I should have told you sooner." He runs his fingers across your hand and you bite your lip. Cole who barks at a squirrel from the door breaks your gaze and you slip your hand from his, it numb from the cold water. He shuts the tap off and you dry your hand. "Are you okay?" He asks softly and you give him a small smile.

"A little heat never killed me before. Besides, that gumbo better be good enough for me to burn my hand." You joke and he laughs.

"Trust me. It will be." He hands you, your wine glass.