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I turned to look at (y/n). She was already looking at me first.
At first, I couldn't get my words out, they were just a stutter of disaster.
"(Y/n), I. Will-will. Can-can I ask you to dinner?" I managed to get out. I wanted to slap myself.
Man up, Jack.
"Yeah, that could be fun!" (Y/n) smiled.
"As-as a date? Like, me buying you food and calling you pretty?" I giggled back.
(Y/n)'s eyes were wide and gorgeous. She had a huge smile plastered on her face.
"Are you sure?" (Y/n) suddenly looked concerned.
"Sure as I'll ever be!"
We started to head back to our apartments to get ready for tonight.
"I'll meet you back here, later?" I called, watching her go into her apartment. (Y/n) waved above her head and continued inside.
I almost ran home to be greeted by my own cold and chilling apartment.
Must've left a window open..
I laughed at my own sarcastic joke and slumped upstairs. I slipped my blue Tshirt off and threw it on my bed. After finding a black, short sleeved, button up shirt, I wiggled some black skinny jeans on. I looked in the mirror. My tattoos were on display; (y/n) hasn't seen my art covered arms yet..
(Y/n) and I were reunited, three hours later, outside the café. As we greeted, she didn't take her eyes off of my arms and neck.
"You okay?" I laughed, nudging her.
"Y-yeah, I just really love tattoos.."
My heart pounded.
Did she just say the word, love?
I lead (y/n) to a small, Italian restaurant for our first date.
We laughed, held hands and shared some of our meals over the course of the evening.
"You know, I've had a great time. Thank you Jack.." She blushed.
"It's the least I can do. You helped me through what should've been the darkest period in my life so far. I'm the happiest I can be. That's all because of you, (y/n)." I confessed.
"You're so sweet!"
I paid the bill and started to walk (y/n) home. She stopped in front of me in the middle of the road we were walking down.
I gazed into her eyes and smiled, I think I'm slowly falling for her.
(Y/n) kissed my cheek gently and continued to walk in front of me.
Wow..
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Pastels & Punk | jacksepticeye X reader
Fanfictionyou love pastel colours, flower crowns and anything pastel? can one man make you change your aesthetic?