Guardian Angel (Angel!Dirk x Reader)

First Date

Dirkus. He had introduced himself as Dirkus. I had never heard of anyone with a name that strange. It was almost like it was a name in a foreign language. At the time, I didn't know just how foreign a language it really was. It was the day after my first meeting with the strange man who had a strange name, and I once again found myself standing behind the register of the café. The weather was just as dreary as it had been the day before; soft white snow piling up on the sidewalks and ice hanging from the stoplights at the intersections of this small downtown.

As I waited for more customers to find their way inside the warm building, I twirled a piece of paper between my fingers. The paper was slightly wrinkled from staying in my purse all night, but the numbers were still clearly visible. I had been debating on whether or not to call the number, but the note underneath it said to call if I needed anymore help. Maybe I wasn't supposed to call unless I was in trouble. Maybe I would just be bothering him if I called him. That wasn't the only reason I was hesitant to call the number though. 

He may have saved me, but he had also killed someone. Who was to say he wasn't some freak? I didn't even know the guy! I knew his name and I had his number, but I didn't know him. I finally turned down reason in favor of seeing him again and pulled my cell phone out of my pocket. Dialing the numbers into my (p/t), I checked and rechecked to make sure I had typed the numbers correctly. I took a deep breath and hit the call button. With the phone held up to my ear, I tapped the fingers of my right hand against the countertop. My heart beat faster with each passing second and my stomach churned as I waited. After what felt like an eternity, a voice from the other end asked, "Hello?".

I summoned all of the courage I could muster and answered, "Hi, this is (y/n). We met yesterday at-" I was cut off by a deep chuckle. "I remember you (y/n). After all, how could I ever forget a girl as pretty as yourself?" Dirkus asked, making a blush rise to my cheeks. "Very funny. I was wondering if you, um, maybe want to meet at the café? I'm working right now but my shift will be over in about an hour and we could get something to eat here." I proposed, feeling sure that he'd turn down my offer and wishing that I hadn't called in the first place. But his answer surprised me. "I'll be there in half an hour." 

"Okay." I said, but he had already hung up. I quickly put my phone back in my pocket and ran a hand through my hair. I wasn't sure whether to consider it a date or not, but I still felt the need to look decent. I watched the clock as I took orders, silently chastising myself for being so nervous. As promised, Dirkus pushed open the door thirty minutes after I had called him. He was wearing the same outfit as he had been the day before, but he had exchanged his leather jacket for an equally fitting blue jean one. When he spotted me behind the counter, he grinned and sauntered over to me.

"Couldn't stand being away from me for one day, huh darling?" He asked, leaning against the countertop. I scoffed, hoping he wouldn't notice that I blushed at the endearing term. "I'm starting to think that maybe I shouldn't have called you at all." I teased, giggling as his grin fell. "Aw, come on honey. You don't really mean that, do you?" He asked. It was hard to tell because he was wearing his shades, but I was sure he was giving me puppy dog eyes. "I do if you keep harassing me." I said, crossing my arms over my chest. He laughed at this. "Me? Harassing you? I thought I was being the perfect gentleman!" He exclaimed with mock surprise.

At that moment, Cheshire walked into the café to relieve me of my duty. I thanked her as I took off my apron, just barely catching her whisper, "Have fun with your boyfriend." I frowned at her as she grinned and wiggled her eyebrows. "Come on." I said to Dirkus as I turned my back on Cheshire. "Where are we going?" He asked, following me to the front of the café. I shrugged as I pushed open the door. "Where do you want to go?" I asked, looking up at him as the cold winter air hit my face. "How about we go get something to eat? There are plenty of restaurants downtown and it'd be fun to try something new." He suggested. "Alright." I said, nodding my head in agreement.

We had walked around the cold sidewalks until we found an Italian restaurant that we decided would be fun to try. The inside of the building was warm; a welcome relief from the cold outdoors. I slid out of my jacket as we were led to a booth by a waitress. "I can carry that." Dirkus said, holding out his arm. I giggled and draped my jacket over his arm. "You're too sweet, Dirkus." I said, grinning at him. "You can call me Dirk, you know. It's shorter." He told me. "It's not that much shorter." I retorted. "It's short enough." He said as he sat down. I rolled my eyes and sat down across from him.

The waitress took our drink orders and hurried off with the promise that she would have our drinks in just a minute. "So." I said, folding my hands on top of the table. "So?" Dirkus asked, propping his elbows on the table and resting his chin on his hands. "What do you want to talk about?" I asked as he stared at me from across the table. He just shrugged, his shaded gaze not shifting from me. I frowned. "I there something on my face?" I asked, suddenly feeling self-conscious. "Yeah, I think it's usually called skin." He joked, grinning at me when I sighed. "How original." I said, making sure to sound as sarcastic as possible. "Why, thank you lady (y/n)." He replied, the sarcasm in his voice matching mine.

We paused in our conversation as the waitress returned with our drinks. "Do you know what you would like? Or do you want me to give you a few minutes?" She asked after we had thanked her for the drinks. "I think we need a few more minutes." I replied. She nodded and headed off in the direction from which she had came as I opened my menu and flipped through it. Dirkus did the same, and once we had decided what we wanted, the waitress came to take our orders.

As we waited for our food, we talked about a variety of different things. Our interests, hobbies, family and friends. He mentioned a younger brother, but he didn't seem to enjoy talking about him so we didn't dwell on the subject. Time passed so quickly when I was talking with Dirkus. It didn't seem long before the waitress was back again, setting plates of hot food in front of us at the table. We continued to talk as we ate, and I was very glad that I had called him earlier.

When the waitress brought the check when we were finished eating, I reached into my purse and pulled out my wallet. "Oh no," Dirkus said, reaching across the table and pushing my hand back down, "I'll pay. It's my treat." I opened my mouth to protest, but Dirkus shushed me and handed the waitress his credit card instead. Once she returned with our receipt and Dirkus's credit card, we walked back out into the chilly night air.

"Thank you for dinner." I said as we walked back to the parking garage next to the café. "It's no problem. Anything for a pretty girl like you." Dirkus said, a warm smile crossing his face. I returned to smile and wrapped my coat closer around myself in an attempt to keep the cold air out. We didn't say anything else as we made our way to my car, but the silence wasn't uncomfortable. When we got to the parking garage, I grabbed my keys from my purse. "So, not bad for a first date, huh?" Dirkus asked casually.

"I wasn't aware we were on a date." I said, smiling and elbowing him lightly in the side. "I guess my charm was wasted then." Dirkus sighed, causing me to laugh. "I didn't really catch the charm either." I retorted. "Rude." Dirkus chuckled as I unlocked my car. "Well, thanks again. I had fun." I said, turning back to Dirkus with a smile. "I had fun too." He said. "Hey, are you working again tomorrow?" He asked after a moment of hesitation. "Tomorrow's a Thursday, so, yeah. Why?" I replied.

"It wouldn't distract you too much if I went to the café tomorrow, would it?" He asked. "Not at all." I said with a smile as I opened the driver's side door of my car and hopped in. "Okay. Good night." Dirkus said, raising his hand in an awkward, motionless wave. "Good night." I told him, waving back as I backed out of the parking lot and drove to my apartment. Looking back on that night, I realize just how glad I am that I had dialed that number.