Thomas Hunt X reader

Ch. 6

(F/n)'s pov

"Okay, I have my phone, breathe-"

"Really, (f/n)? mints. Do you need them?" Allison laughed. "Just relax and everything will be fine."

"RELAX!?" I cried. "You do know we are talking about the Thomas Hunt? I don't think there is such a thing called relaxing to him."

Addison walked over to me while I looked for my keys. She placed her hand on my shoulders and looked me in the eyes. 

"One. Breathe. Two. Relax." Addison said sternly. "Jut be yourself, darling. I know who he is, but I think you will have an amazing time with him tonight. So relax."

I breathe for a couple of seconds and calmed down, Addison always knew what to say, and I'm grateful for that. I hugged and thanked her for her words. I grabbed my keys from my bedside table and waved goodbye. Leaving out of the dorms, I walked to the parking lot and unlocked my car. 

"Alrighty! Let's go meet Hunt on our little get-together!" I said through my teeth. "It's going to be great! Hopefully..."

After 20 minutes of driving, I finally arrived at the Stardom Bar Joint, yet, still anxious. Why do I feel this way? What if we get caught? What do we say or do? I don't think this is a good idea, I can't do this. I have to g-

BUZZ. BUZZ-

I picked up my phone to see a message from Addison. 

"(f/n), remember just relax and be yourself! And have fun!! Enjoy yourself!" 

How did I get a friend like Addison? She's so precious and kind like honestly. I don't deserve her. I might as well text her back, or else she will think I'm ignoring her. 

"Trying to calm my nerves down, Addi! But I will keep in mind to have fun with Hunt! Thanks! Lots of love!"

Alright time to go in and find Hunt. I walked into the building searching for Hunt, only to find a crowd of people moving around, somewhat loud music playing over the drunken men and women dancing. 

"Hey, you! What are you doing here!" Someone grabbed my shoulder. "Can't you hear, me?" 

The man who grabbed me was wearing all black and had dark brown curly hair. He wasn't entirely built, but you could tell he does exercises once in a while. 

"Umm I'm here to meet someone I know," I said. "I can't find him, and-"

"Then how about you scram out of here." The man said as he grabbed my arm to drag me out. 

Before being put out someone came between and placed me behind their back. 

"What business do you have to put this person out?" 

"Johnathan, man I didn't see you there." The guy who tried to drag me out said. "I saw this person just trespassing, and needed to be kicked out."

Johnathan looked at the ceiling, turned to look at me and back at the man, nodding. He stepped closer to the man looking at the door. After a few seconds, the man's eyes widen and the turned red. I wanted to leave and searched for Prof. Hunt, but I wanted to see what was going to happen afterward for the man who grabbed me. Trying to listen to what Johnathan was saying I heard a few words: wonder, flustered, tease and Mikey.

 A minute or so after, Johnathan stepped back and looked at him with this look like he won at someone's else game. 

"Now, like before you try to leave, how about you say something to this person," Johnathan said. "And be sincere about it."

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble," Mike said looking less confident, embarrassed, fragile. "I should have listened to you, and that is my fault."

"Good. Good." Johnathan said as he pats Mike's shoulder and looked at me to reassure everything is fine.

All of a sudden Johnathan reaches for Mike's face and squeezes his face. Resulting in a few people who are now entering the bar to move quickly by us and some a tab bit shocked. Regardless, again, his face turns this light shade of pink as Johnathan does this. 

"Now, listen to me, do this shit again, Michael L. Santi, you're going to regret it. Johnathan hissed. "Don't ever let me see you treat people in my family bar, like this." 

Mike shook his head as to agreeing with what Johnathan said. Johnathan releases his grip on Mike's face and told him to bounce. After that, Johnathan introduced himself to me and apologized for the situation, Mike had put me through. I told him it was fine. Which was a lie, considering it caused me panic very much. I did chat with him for a couple of minutes and told him I was here for a date with someone I knew. 

"Oh wow, I'm happy for you! Who is this lucky person?" Johnathan asked. 

"Um, well this person's name is Thomas Hunt, I guess I'm a bit late to meet him," I said nervously while smiling. "I just hope he doesn't get too angry with me."

"Wait, you're the (f/n), that Tommy was talking about!?" Johnathan said excitedly. "Oh my gosh, he wasn't joking about, you. You look amazing!" 

I blushed like crazy and thanked him for the compliment. He then told me that Hunt wouldn't be mad at all if we just mentioned Mike. After being showered with compliments, Johnathan offered to take me where Hunt was at and I thanked him. We went upstairs to the back corner, to see a man, with jet black hair at the bar. 

"Tom Tom got you somewhere here," Johnathan said laughing. "Now stop drinking, like a sad old man."

Thomas turned around showing his semi-casual formal attire. He was wearing this creme colored shirt slightly unbuttoned at the top, black suit pants and blazer, and these dark brown shoes. All I can say is that he looks...

"A snack, "I whispered to myself quietly.

Johnathan and Hunt looked at me confused. Oh shit, they heard me. This is why I can't deal with people looking like a whole course meal.  

"(F/N), did you say 'snack'?" Prof. Hunt said staring at me. 

Crap, come up with something, don't look stupid or dumbfounded. I started to stutter and just keep staring at Prof. Hunt and now stood up and stare at me. 

"I think what (f/n) meant was that you two should get some snacks!" Johnathan said as he butts in, placing his arm on my shoulders. "Both of y'all are on the date and need food! I asked Amari to bring you guys some appetizers!"

"Yeah, that's what I was trying to say," I said nervously, giggling. "But yeah, that would be nice. Thank you, Mr. Johnathan. We would love that!" 

"Okay, then! You two sit down and enjoy!" Johnathan said walking away. "Oh, and (f/n), just call me John, don't be too shy, now."

As I turn around I see Prof. Hunt grabbing his wine glass and heading to the circle booth. I am actually on a date with my professor. Thomas Hunt. The fact that it is actually happening is unbelievable. I know for the whole night, I need to be myself and just relax. If anything, just enjoy myself. I took a deep breath and followed Hunt to the booth, with my posture high. I guess there is no turning back now.