Date Night?

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Quick A/N: Finally, the special arrives! What took me so long, you may wonder? I've been bombarded with projects and I have to complete a 15-hour community service project that's due by March! I know, RIP. But, without further ado, let's begin! P.S: I know this is Yoshida Haru from my Little Monster, but imagine him with blue eyes. This is not my OC BTW.


"Hey, (Y/N)," Steven stated. I ignored since I was reading a very good book. (Anyone read Eleanor and Park yet?)


"Hey! Are you even alive?" he yelled out.

"Shut up Steven," I replied, "Even though we're the only ones here in the office, pipe down!"

"Says the person yelling."

"Shut up."

"Hey, let's go on a date."

"Woah, are you sick or something? What happened to the workaholic side of you?"

"Shut up, it's your birthday, isn't it?" (Please go along with it, even though it may not be your birthday.)

"It's not like a special ceremony or anything. I'm only growing a year older."

"But, we should do something!"

"Fine. What should we do then on this 'date' of yours?"

"Why not go to my favorite restaurant?"

"BRUH. The only place I ever saw you eat outside beside this place was Dianne's!"

"Oh come on! That's for convenient purposes."

"Says the one that takes forever to unleash a plan."

"Come on, stop talking, go change, and come out to the office in 30 minutes." I looked at my clothes and the clothes I was wearing was a gray sweatshirt and black sweatpants. Not very formal wear, but it was comfortable.

"Why should I change?" I asked.

"Cause' you just need to."

"What am I even supposed to wear anyway, my wardrobe has jeans, sweatpants, t-shirts, and sweaters!"

"Let's go shopping then!"

"EW! No!"

"Free food if you go."

"It's a deal then."

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(AT THE FRICKIN MALL)

The store was awfully grand, and dresses were scattered all around the place. The place was called the Le Luxe and of course, it made me look like a poorly dressed person, ready to rip those fancy-nancy dresses apart.

"What am I doing here?" I inquired.

"Shopping for an outfit, obviously? What else would we be here for?" Steven answered.

"I don't do dresses."

"Now you are."

"I'm not even worthy for these dresses."

"There is one."

"And where is that?"

"Right here."

He revealed a very beautiful blue dress that had very few sequins on the top part of the chest and it wasn't too revealing.

"Try this on!" He said.

"I don't want to," I answered.

"Come on, don't be such a bi-"

"Shut up!"

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