𝙏𝙤𝙢 𝙃𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙣 .𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨

8 ; sweet tooth

"Aquel día te vi y tu energía sentí, desde eso no te quiero lejos de mi..."
- N.J

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Your P.O.V

You were invited to a dinner party by one of your closest friends, Y/F/N. Your friend is pretty well-known in the celebrity world since the dinner party is being held as a celebration for wrapping up the show they directed.

You were extremely proud of your friend, seeing them succeed in what they've always dreamed of. Although, the dinner party was filled with many famous actors & other producers. Y/F/N had rented out a really nice restaurant, it was big but big enough for the amount of people that showed up.

Light piano music was playing in the back ground, the sound of chatter and laughter echoed throughout the walls of the room. You could hear silverware and cups clinking to the table as you slightly shivered at the cool air blowing into the room.

You were feeling a bit nervous, picking at your nails as you let out a shaky breathe. You straightened out your (F/C) dress, it was a satin dress with thin straps that exposed a bit of cleavage, the length of the dress stopped right above your knee. You wore your favorite heels, the accessories touched up the look.

You felt a bit left out, many people had fancy clothing made by high-brand companies. Your friend stayed with you for a few minutes but once others started to show up, they got up to greet their guests. You didn't want to intrude your friends conversations so you sat alone at an empty table next to a table filled with goodies such as candy and cake.

You looked around the room, admiring the moderation of the restaurant. Your eyes slowly crossed the room until they fell upon a tall man, you eyed him as he chatted with your friend. You watched the ends of his lips crinkle when he laughed, running hand through his curls as he massaged his bearded jawline.

You felt yourself get flustered once you realized you were checking him out, you quickly looked away before he had caught you. Under the intensity of your own embarrassment, you felt the need to hide alone with comfort food. Your leg bounced up and down until you got up and walked towards the goody table, you smiled at the young waitress who stood beside the table as she handed you a plate. Looking around the table, you grabbed a few snacks until your eyes fell right upon the glory of all snacks.

Cake.

You could feel drool practically falling out your mouth like a water fall, you knocked yourself out of your high as walked over to the cake to grab yourself the last slice.

You smiled in satisfaction until it's defaulted into a small frown when a hand met with yours. Someone else wanted that cake but you were willing to battle for it, you looked up to meet your opponent only to meet eyes that shared the same desire you had in yours.

You could feel your face heating up, it was the same man you were checking out.

"Oh I'm sorry, were you reaching for the cake as well? Here, you can take it." He smiled, handing you the small plate with the cake.

You gaped at the cake, looking at it before looking up at him.

"Half?" You asked in a light voice, it was the only word you could form.

"Pardon?"

"You wanna half the cake?" You asked, clearing up your statement as you set down your plate aside and grabbed the plate from his hand. You asked the waitress for another plate which she gladly handed to you, grabbing a fork from the side you cut the cake in half and uses another fork to place it on the plate. "I promise I cut it equally, yours is just missing a few inches or so." You joked, he chuckled as he gratefully took the plate.