Dolan Twins Imagines

Ethan//It's A Date

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My mom is making me go with my stepdad to the gym today, kill me.
Warning: nah, fam

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"James, I told you. I don't want to go on a date with you; I just don't feel like that towards you." This had been the fifth time James, your coworker, tried to convince you to go on a date with him. Whenever he wanted something, he would always find a way to get it. James was stubborn and so were you;therefore, this "argument" would most likely go on for a while.

James sighed in annoyance. All he wanted to do was prove to you that he was much better than Ethan Dolan. That's right, he knew about your not-so-secret crush on Ethan. Well, maybe almost everyone. That "almost everyone" being Ethan. He was absolutely clueless. You had even been giving him signals, but the dark haired boy still didn't get it. So, your hope with Ethan was slowly starting to fade away.
James sighed in annoyance, stomping off a bit upset. You sighed, and went to the kitchen to make yourself a sandwich. There wasn't much work today, so you took a bit of time.

Since you weren't that hungry, you decided to make yourself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. You grabbed the condiments, and once you were finished, you cut it into little triangles. As you were about to grab some strawberries (a/n: if you're allergic to strawberries, change it to your favorite fruit :D)from the fridge, you heard the kitchen door open. You turned around only to find Ethan standing there with a cheeky grin. You smiled at him, trying to control the blush that was creeping its way up your neck.

"So, you and James, huh?" He asked as he was making his way towards you. You were trying so hard to focus on cutting the strawberries and not chop off a finger, but with Ethan's presence, it was almost impossible for you to do anything without messing up.

Ethan sat on top of the counter, eating some of the strawberries you had already cut in half. "You know, if you keep eating those, I'm going to have to cut some more."

"How hard is that?" He asked, watching your every move, almost as if he were admiring you. "It's not much, but I just don't feel like cutting more strawberries," you said. There was silence for a few seconds before you looked at him. God, is he beautiful, you thought. He looked serious for a moment before he booped your nose. You crinkled it, and that got a chuckle out him. "You're adorable," his remark made you blushed; he mentally fist bumped, happy that he made you blush. "Y/N, you haven't answered my question." You sighed, knowing he wasn't going to give up easily, especially since he's hard headed.

"I don't know. I mean, yeah, I feel bad for rejecting him, but I have eyes for someone else," you sighed and looked at Ethan. Anyone that could of been in the same room as you, would of seen the way he looked at you: lovingly. But, unfortunately, you were too blind to see that.
"I don't understand why he doesn't just stop. This is the fifth time he's asked me out, and all those times, I have said no."
You put your head in your hands, leaning against the counter. "I don't know what to do," you mumbled.
Ethan was deep in thought before he spoke up, "Why don't I take you out on a date?"

This made your head snap up. "Y-you want to take me on a d-date?" Your heart was beating at such an unhealthy rate, you were afraid Ethan might hear it. "Well, yeah. I figured that if I take you out on a date, James will get the idea that you're not interested in him." Ouch. Your heart shattered, and your hopes faded away.

"Oh...um, yeah. That sounds good, I guess." At this point, you didn't want to look at Ethan anymore. Your appetite soon faded, and all you wanted to do was crawl into a hole and die.

Ethan soon realized what he said. "But, I could also use it as an excuse to take you on a date." Okay, now you were completely bewildered. What was this adorable human being, who had captured your heart, trying to say? Did he actually have feelings for you?

"W-what?" That's all you managed to get out. Either he had feelings for you, he was playing with your feelings (which you doubt he would do), or he was covering up his mistake. Ethan hopped off the counter and scratched his neck nervously. He grabbed your hands before speaking. "Okay, here's the thing. Y/N, I have feelings for you. Ever since I saw you, I couldn't keep my eyes off of you. I couldn't stop thinking about the way your eyes sparkled when you talked about something you love or when you get excited. I couldn't stop thinking about the way you would sass anyone who tried to stop you from doing whatever you wanted. I couldn't stop thinking about the way you smell, like lavenders and lillies. I just couldn't stop thinking about you." By now, you were pretty sure some tears had escaped. No one had ever said something so nice to you. The nicest thing anyone has ever said to you is that you make them question their sexuality.
"So, what do you say? Will you, Y/N Y/L/N, go on a date with me?" Good God, it sounded like he was proposing to you. "I'd love to, Eth."

He smiled at you, showing off his pearly white teeth; you returned the smile. Both of your smiles were slowly fading, and your eyes flicked to his lips. He cupped your cheek and put his other hand on your waist while your hands rested on his chest. He was starting to lean in until someone clearing their throat made you jump apart.

James.

"S-sorry. I was just, uh..." The poor boy had no words. "I-I'll be on my way, now..." You bit your lip, trying not to let out a laugh. Ethan, however, he let out a laugh. "That was smooth."

"Shut up," he chuckled and gave you a cheeky grin. "So, where were we?" And with no more words said, he crashed his lips against yours, completely lost in the blissful moment.