Crush x Reader || One Shots

Count The Stars

((Okay, so I've always wanted to go to the top of a hill and look at the stars at night with a guy. Things are always better at night.))

I looked into the mirror, confident with my appearance. I had done a smoked out, fall inspired cut crease look, complimenting the low-cut red dress I had chosen for tonight. Tonight was not an ordinary night, tonight was exciting. Tonight being my first date with C/N. We had been in a relationship for some time, but me having just had told my family, we hadn't been able to go on any official dates. 

Tonight, we had planned to hang out under my favorite tree. I had this tree that was an hour away, my family would take me to the hill the tree sat on when I was younger, which soon became my thinking tree. As I got older, I was able to drive to the tree, sometimes at night. That was my favorite time to go, because I was able to see all the stars from where I sat, with my back against the cold bark of the tree. On my bucket list since I was young, was going stargazing with a boy. What better time to complete that than today? 

I began to walk downstairs, only to hear the chattering among my family. There was a younger male's young mixed in between the everlasting laughter, C/N. I sped up my pace down the stairs and followed the sound to the living room. I tried to contain my smile, and my rapidly increasing heartbeat as I saw him standing there, laughing with my family as if he'd known them forever. "Hey," I met his gaze. He seemed to be enjoying the view as much as I was. He looked from me to my family, looking for confirmation that we could go. They waved us off with a "You kids have fun!" And with that, we took off in his car. I was smiling the whole time, laughing and chatting about nothing and everything. 

We reached the hill, finally. We began to walk up, only for my feet to start hurting half way through. The breeze blew my hair around, I was obviously cold. This, and the walk, were the only downsides to coming here. I huffed out. He turned his head, "Hey Y/N.." He threw his jacket at me, the one that smells so much like him, the one I love wearing, and paused to make sure I was listening as I slid the jacket on my already shaking body. "Want a ride?" He gave me a certain smile, my favorite smile on him, the one that could make me do anything for him. (mmmM) 

I grinned back at him "Yeah!" I pumped my fist into the air and began to hop up onto him before we got settled and began uphill again. I could feel his hands on my upper thighs, supporting my legs. I felt tingles up my spine. I was very conscious of his hand positioning, and I didn't want it to change. It wouldn't hurt for him to put his hands even a couple inches up, even. I rested my head over his shoulder and clasped my hands in front of me, beginning to draw hearts with my thumb on his upper chest, it was something that calmed me down when I was anxious. Since I had a perfect canvas, why not try it on him as well? I gently closed my eyes, and before we knew it, we had finished our uphill trek. He gently nudged my head, and I opened my eyes. "Ready?" He whispered. I nodded in response, and he began to remove his hands slowly so I could slide down. I laid down my blanket and patted a spot next to me with my clothed hand. He was taller than me, so his jacket was oversized on me, which made it all the better. He sat down, our bodies pressed against each other, I guess you could say that we weren't exactly afraid to be close. We trusted each other, whole heartedly. I tapped my foot onto his in a rhythm. He turned to face me, then looked back at the sky. The stars were in their highest peak. He pointed to the sky. "Count the stars." He glanced sideways at me. I began to try, but couldn't. "I can't, there are too many." I admitted. He turned his head to whisper into my ear, "I love you more than all the stars in the sky." and planted a soft kiss on my neck. He began trailing them up to my jawline, then my cheek, and finally onto my lips. I changed my position to fully enjoy the feeling. My hands gravitated to his hair, I began to run my hands through it as we fell into a rhythm. This, this is what I had wanted. I smiled into the kiss and savored every last bit of it. His lips were cold from the night breeze, and I wanted to warm them up. Thats not all I wanted to warm up, I wanted to warm up his heart, show him this could be it, this could work out. We could be long term.  In that moment, I think he felt what I felt, because the kiss deepened. I moved a hand to his cheek and pressed his face closer to mine. I wanted him, every inch of him. I needed him. Sure, I've had other boys come and go. But I believe this is the first time I've felt like this for someone. Its like, no matter what he says, my heart leaps. I feel safe in his arms, even if somebody calls you dumb or ugly, he makes my insecurities melt. His hands begin to travel down my body, unknown territory that has yet to be explored. I love it, and I want more. I want this every day, so badly. He pulls away reluctantly and rests our foreheads together. I loop my arms around his neck and whisper "I love you." 

((I'll probably write more fluffy and maybe uh

lemon??))