Beautiful hate (Joji x Reader Insert)

Chapter 43- Joji POV

         7pm sharp. Well... I got there at 6:50, stared at the door for 10 minutes, too nervous over what I was going to say once I got in. I finally swallowed the lump in my throat and tapped my fist against the old wood of the apartment door. Quickly, it swung open revealing (y/n) looking as beautiful as ever. As soon as I had seen how perfect she looked, what little confidence I had gathered, was completely drained.
         Her apartment reflected her perfectly, every corner dripped personality. It was a mishmash of clashing themes and patterns but all together managed to form a fun, comfortable environment, that you could stare at all day and still manage to find something new. It represented her well: unique yet beautiful, and never drab.
         She noticed me staring at her habitat and cleared her throat.
         "Done admiring, Mr.Househunter?"
          I gave her a million dollar smirk, "When I'm with you? Never." Seeing the pink dust her cheeks only made my smirk relax into a genuine smile. She was glowing.
         She rolled her eyes, brushing off the comment and continued, "Well you're the one who wanted to talk so..." She directed her attention back at my eyes.
         I shut them briefly, running over what I had rehearsed in front of her door only moments before.
         "I know you felt what I felt when we kissed. This is going to sound crazy but it almost felt like you were the one I was supposed to be kissing my entire life. I've kissed a lot of girls-" Her eyes pointed into a glare "Okay not THAT many! But my point is, you're the only one I've ever felt that connection with. I've really liked you for a while, and I really just want you to give me a chance, and maybe go out with me? like you know girlfriend/boyfriend? I'd even let you be the boyfriend! My ass looks great in leggings!" I started to ramble, but luckily she cut me off.
        "You promise this is real? It's not for youtube? This is George actually opening up?" she raised her brows in suspect, but her eyes radiated hope.
         "Of course. I promise." I gave her another smile, to which this time she returned. She shifted towards my and wrapped her arms around my torso, burying her head in my chest. I reciprocated her movements, leaning my cheek on the top of her head.
          "I'd love to be your boyfriend" she giggled.
           "Okay but I lied..."
           "WHAT JOJI YOU PIECE OF-"
           "My ass doesn't actually look great in leggings"
            "Oh my god, I hate you so much."
             She loves me.