Cole:
"Oh my god, Cole! This is adorable!" You exclaim as you lay your eyes on the most adorable picnic in the world. An actual red checkered blanket with a picnic basket. He comes up behind you, interlocking his fingers with yours. "Like you." He whispers give you a quick peck on the cheek. You shove him away laughing. "You're such a sap." you say sitting down on the cover. He does the same and begins unloading the basket. Sandwiches, fruit, juice, chips, hot dogs, cookies,potato salad, the works really. He looks down at the feast, satisfied. "I made it all myself." He says. "Oh wow. You didn't have to do all that for me." you say grabbing a sandwich. He smiles at you. "I wanted to." There's a silence between you two as he admires you. You laugh and roll your eyes. Then you see it.
German Chocolate Cake. Just sitting there in the basket. You suck in a breath. "Cole, can I please have some cake first?" You beg. He laughs knowingly.
"Yeah, sure." You reach your hand into the basket. Cole catches it gently."But you have to give me a kiss first."
Dana:
"Hey!" he says glancing up from his phone as he sees you walk up to the entrance of the Arcade.
"Hi." You reply with a smile. He embraced you in a hug. He smells like heaven, you think as he pulls away. He grabs your hand. "Come on, this place is dope." He says dragging you inside. The inside appeared like a 1950's diner with games lining every wall, checkered floors, red leather booths, and white linoleum tables lined with silver metal. Dope was a modest word to use. "I know how much you like the whole '50's aesthetic." he says, nervously stuffing his hands in his pockets. You smile. "Yeah, Dana, I love it." He beams at you and re adjusts his snapback. "So, you wanna play some games first or you wanna eat?" You shrug. "How about some games?" You say, eyeing the Pac-man machine.
"Gucci." He says. He takes your hand and leads you to the machine and stick in a quarter. He smirks. "I bet you suck." he says arrogantly. You roll your eyes. "Watch and weep, loser." And boy did you play. You two had a tournament and you beat him by a landslide. You two spent so much time enthralled in the game and magnetized by eachother, you forgot to eat. Soon it was 9:00.
"I still think you cheated." he says shaking his head.
"Dana, how do you cheat at Pac-man? Please explain." You joke. He rolls his eyes, opening the door for you. You two stand there for a few seconds.
"Sorry we didn't eat, I got distracted." He says, breaking the silence. You shake your head. "No. I had a lot of fun with you." You say
He grabs your hand and squeezes. "I'm glad."
David:
You cringe as you throw your bowling ball down the lane. Straight into the gutter. Man I suck, you think.
"Wow, you suck." David says chuckling from the game makers seat. "Shut up, It was your sucky first date idea. I told you I was bad." You say plopping down on one of the uncomfortable orange plastic chairs. David stands up and takes his turn. A strike. Of course.
"I hate you." you say, rolling your eyes as you grab your ball off the ball return. He gestures for you to come towards him. You do so. "Alright so first you've got to get a kind of running start, then when you reach the lane, right foot forward , left foot back, arm fully extended. Like this." He says as he comes up behind you. Hold the hand that holds the ball with his feet parallel to yours. You heart rate rises dangerously. "Got that?"He says. You nod. "Y-Yeah. I think so."
"Good." He says giving you a peck on the cheek. "Good luck." He pats your behind. "Thanks Coach Sticky Fingers." you laugh before attempting at his directions.
Gabe:
An art gallery wasn't exactly what you had in mind when you pictured your first date with Gabe. But then again he was a pretty artistic guy, very into fashion and stuff. So I guess it makes sense. He'd left you a cryptic text saying 'Meet me at the prettiest artwork you see ;)' You'd been walking around for like 15 minutes, and so far no Gabe, and no artwork that really caught your eye. You passed a painting of man emerging from a broken acorn, and another of wooden nymphs. Such an odd gallery, you think. And then you see it.
A statue of a woman surrounded, no, turning into dying flowers. Black flowers at her base and they slowly gained their color the closer you got to the woman's face. Tragedy and sadness all over as her vibrant skin slowly faded into dead flowers. And next to the statue you saw Gabe, leather pants, red shirt, flannel around his waist. "Its gorgeous." You say walking up behind him. You wrap your arms around his waist and intertwine your left hand with his right. "I knew you'd find it." "It is beautiful. You're right." You say resting your chin on his shoulder. "I know you well." He says with a laugh. You nuzzle your head into the nape of his neck. "I guess you do, weirdo."
Will:
"Its the middle of July, Will. What made you think 'yes ice skating, perfect first date'?" You say as you lace your skates. "Because I happen to know for a fact that you love winter," you reach for him to help you up, he grabs your hands and pulls so hard that you almost knock him over. "And it gives me a good excuse to hold your hand." He says suddenly pulling you onto the ice.
"Will! Jesus are you trying to kill me!?" you exclaim as he pulls you down the rink."Isn't this exciting?" He says. "If you're having fun, then I'm having fun." You say skating to keep up. He suddenly catches the toe of his blade in a divet that some other unfortunate soul had made and lands on his back.And you of course being a delayed thinker, land directly on top of him. At first he appears to be in pain but slowly his expression grows less strained. He open his eyes, and is staring at you.
"Well, aren't you pretty." He says stupidly.
"Are you gonna kiss me or not, you dork?" You laugh.
"Totally."
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