Crush/Boyfriend Imagines

⑧④. Coffee Date

Requested by @JoshlerTrash224

Type: Fluff

Prompt (s): "Could you hold my hand?", "You look good in that sweater", "Is that my shirt?"

Word Count: 589

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Winter had finally arrived, your official favorite season of the year! You cherished everything about it: the cozy sweaters, the snow-covered landscapes, and especially those coffee dates with y/bf. Hand in hand, you made your way to the coffee shop, unable to contain your grin. Watching small children play in the freshly fallen snow, with snowflakes dancing in the crisp air, warmed your heart.

"You look fantastic in that sweater," y/bf complimented, pointing to your new red one.

"Oh, thank you!" you replied, feeling butterflies fluttering inside you. As you approached the coffee shop, y/bf held the door open for you, as he always did.

"Want the usual?"

"Yes, please."

"Go grab us a table, and I'll get our drinks," he said, planting a kiss on your hand.

You found a table by a large window that offered a wonderful view of the falling snow. Wrapped in your furry sweater, you began to feel overheated. Luckily, you were wearing one of y/bf's shirts underneath. You quickly pulled the sweater over your head and placed it on your lap.

"Is that my shirt?" y/bf asked, placing your drink in front of you.

"Yeah, it's one of my favorites," you admitted, sipping your coffee.

"Good, because you look adorable," he cooed, smiling as he watched you enjoy your drink.

While the two of you chatted, you couldn't help but notice y/bf's phone, unlocked to the notes app, with your name at the top of every page.

"Hey, what's that?" you asked, pointing at his phone.

"Oh, it's all your food orders. I write them down so I won't forget," he explained, sliding his phone over to you.

Scrolling through the notes, you read almost every order. It was a collection of all your orders from the various restaurants you had visited together.

"You're too sweet."

"Well, I can't get my y/n the wrong order, can I?" he said, kissing the back of your hand.

After finishing your coffee, you ventured out into the freshly fallen snow, running around like children. As you sprinted down the sidewalk, you suddenly couldn't hear y/bf's footsteps behind you. Turning around, your face met a snowball thrown by none other than y/bf.

"Hey!" you screeched, wiping the snow off your face.

Swiftly, you bent down, scooping up a handful of snow and shaping it into a ball, then hurled it, hitting y/bf squarely on the forehead.

"You're gonna pay!" he smirked, chasing after you.

"No, I'm sorry!" you squealed, darting away from him.

"Too late!" he chuckled, grabbing you by the waist and tossing you over his shoulder.

"Where are you taking me?" you demanded, playfully pounding your fists on his back.

"You'll see."

Out of the corner of your eye, you spotted an enormous snow pile, towering taller than you!

"Y/bf, please d—" But it was too late; he had thrown you into the pile.

The snow was bitterly cold, stinging your hands as you crawled out of the pile.

"I'm sorry," y/bf apologized, helping you up.

"It's okay. Can you hold my hand? It's a little cold!" you laughed, extending your red hands.

"Of course!" he agreed, blowing warm air on your hands before holding them.

Despite now being freezing, you had to admit that coffee dates with y/bf were the best.

Hope you enjoyed!