Chapter 6

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This will be a dirty chapter you guys OOF



It was 6:30, and you and Flug got ready to go out to eat and go stargazing (or whatever).

You wore some skinny jeans that weren't as tight as last time, but still fit you nicely. You also wore a flannel and black tank top, with some converse.

Flug wore (whatever you want him to wear idfk).

The two of you walked out, getting in the car to go and get some tacos.

You turned on the radio as it played All Star, singing the whole song perfectly. Flug smiled, shaking his head.

"You're so weird, Y/N." He smiled at you.

"But I love you anyways." He said, giggling. You grinned like a dork, blushing.

He pulled into the drive thru, ordering the food.

He drove to the window, paying for the food and grabbing the bag and drinks. He then drove off, going to order some hot coffee from Starbucks.

"I can't believe you're doing all of this for me, Flug." You said, smiling. He stopped in the drive thru again, ordering yours and his coffee. He then waited at the window for them to make the coffee. He looked at you, putting his hand on your leg, smiling.

"You know I'd do anything to make you happy, Y/N." He said. You smiled and blushed. He then turned his head back to the window, his hand still on your leg. He sighed, waiting on the coffee.

"I can't wait until we get to that forest again. It's really beautiful, especially when you're there." He put his hand under your chin, pecking your lips. You died on the inside as he just kept flirting and making you blush. He let go of your face, looking towards the lady opening the window. She handed him the coffee, as he paid. He carefully handed you your coffee, putting his in the cupholder. He then drove off, heading to the small forest with the cliff.

You carefully sipped on some of the coffee, and it burned your tongue. You cringed in pain, holding your tongue.

"Thuck. Thith hurth like hell." You said, sticking your tongue out.

(Translation: Fuck. This hurt like hell.)

Flug frowned.

"Sorry, sweetie. Do you need me to make it feel better?" He asked, smirking. You blushed, shaking your head. You grabbed an ice cube out of your soda, sticking it on your tongue. You sighed in relief. He glanced at you, chuckling.

He stopped near the cliff, sighing. He leaned back in his seat, grabbing his food out of his bag and eating it. You then grabbed your food, eating it as well.

You found this really relaxing. Eating tacos with your boyfriend while staring at the stars in a dark car as the music on the radio played at a low volume.

You finished off your food, seeing if your coffee was finally cool enough to drink, and it was. You sighed, drinking it. Flug looked down at your empty hand that was placed in your lap, grabbing it and intertwining his fingers with yours. You looked down at his hand, then back up at him. You smiled. He neared his face to yours.

"I love you so much, Y/N. You don't even know." He said. You placed your coffee down.

"I do know, Flug. I know how much I can depend on you." You said. He shook his head.

"I-I don't think you understand, Y/N. I want to take the next step in our relationship." He said. You blushed hard, knowing what he had meant.

"Oh, well...umm..." You didn't exactly know what to say.

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