Diego Luna Imagines

IMAGINE: Interviewing Diego

| IMAGINE for @Elly_Horlik |

     You sit down with Diego Luna, a clipboard of notes and questions in your hand. "Thank you so much for meeting with me today, Diego. It's so great to finally meet you." You say, smiling at him. He's gazing at you, half smirking. It gives him a very handsome and endearing look.

     "Not as great as it is to meet you, Y/N." Diego replies flirtatiously. You roll your eyes and shake your head, though inside you're flattered. Your heart is pounding wildly, but you give no indication that it is.

     "Okay then. Let's get started." You say. "Before the interview, I went on to social media and asked people what they'd like to me to ask you. I have a list of questions if you'd like to answer them." You state.

     "Yeah, of course, anything for you." Diego answers. You glare at him and then look at your notes. You clear your throat and start to ask him some questions.

    All throughout the entire interview, Diego flirts with you. It's a little unnerving. One, because you didn't expect Diego to like you so much. And two, because you actually like it. You've remained very stoic throughout the interview, not giving him much to go on, but it's getting very hard to hold your tongue.

     You take a deep breath and set your notes aside. Diego is just smiling at you and then he actually winks at you. Your guard drops completely and you cross your arms. "I get to ask the last question." You state.

     Diego leans forward, his brown eyes twinkling. "Go for it, Y/N." He says softly.

     "Are you this flirtatious to all your women interviewers, or are you just this obnoxious?" You blurt out before you can stop yourself. Diego's eyes widen and he blushes, looking away from you. Your eyes widen too and you clasp a hand over your mouth.

     "Sorry, I didn't mean that." You whisper in horror. You look to the cameraman who's staring at you in shock, his jaw dropped. "We need to cut that out in the final edit." You tell him.

     "Can we please have a minute to talk?" You ask Diego. He looks at you and nods. Both of you walk out of the studio and into the empty hall. You turn around to face him.

     "I am so, so sorry. I-I don't know what came over me. I'm usually not like that." You apologize.

     "No, Y/N, it's all right. It's my fault. I was flirting with you all throughout the interview. You had every right to ask that question." Diego replies, grabbing your hand.

     You peer at him curiously. "You don't have to answer the question, but I am really wondering if you do that with every woman interviewer." You say.

     "No! Oh, goodness, no!" He exclaims in horror. "I just...I just really like you, that's all." He says softly.

     You take a step closer to him. "But you don't even know me." You reply.

     Diego smiles at you. "I'd like to." He answers, squeezing your hand, his eyes twinkling. Your heart starts to beat a little quicker and you smile back at him.

     "Would you like to get coffee later?" Diego asks.

      You laugh softly, shyly looking at him. "I'd love to." You reply.
[THE END] I hope you liked it!