After leaving the apartment complex, hand in hand Jaren and I took a small stroll down the street. I'm not gonna lie, he definitely was looking like a snack tonight and I guess you could count this as my first "official" date.
The both of us continued to walk down the sidewalk, leaving soft remarks about one another until we reached a small cafe downtown. It was small and hidden away, but that's what made it special. The outside was lit with strung-up lights and the environment itself was aesthetically pleasing.
There was a sole waiter, who sat the both of us down at the only table in the vicinity. There were small candles lit in the middle of the table, enhancing the actual feeling of the area, and it was a bit scented with a hint of cinnamon, which I loved.
I looked at Jaren in pure awe, "You did all of this?"
Jaren blushed lightly, "I mean, yeah, with a little help of course."
I smiled softly, "Thank you."
He returned the smile, "It's no problem. I wanted to make this night as special as possible, but I don't think I can, seeing as nothing is as special as you."
I felt my heart flutter a little at the compliment, "I'm sorry do you mind if I just like, cry or something because that's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me." I said quietly, my face a light shade of pink.
Jaren chuckled softly, "well, it's true. I don't think you know how much you mean to me, (Y/N). Maybe you don't realize it yet, but you mean a lot."
I placed my hand onto his gently, "Jaren, you mean so much more than I could ever ask for. Yeah I've been through a lot of shit in my life, but I think maybe it was there for a reason. Maybe that reason is you."
He smiled, and the both of us continued to share a quiet conversation as well as a candlelit dinner. Sure it may sound stereotypical as shit but I can't lie it meant everything to me. The simple idea of someone doing something for me is just baffling.
Like, that person actually thought about me when they did that. It's a wonderful feeling, and I never wanted it to leave.
After dinner the both of us shared a stroll through downtown and talked about our lives. The both of us sharing little backstories and weird shit we did as a kid.
Jaren laughed softly, "I'm sorry, you tried eating pollen?"
"Listen it seemed like a good idea at the time and the fact that Raven watched me do it in utter horror and disgust kind of made it worse but I still did it anyway." I laughed nervously.
"So how'd that work out for you?"
I scoffed lightly, "well for one it tasted like shit and when Raven snitched on me to my mom she nearly beat my ass."
Jaren chuckled, "that's a yikes"
(true story btw we were at a friends house and there were these little pollen thingies on the floor and i was like "hmm i wonder what this tastes like" so i ate it and my mom was PISSED lmao. my friend did watch too and she did tell my mom about it (which i wont lie was probably a good thing) but hey i dont remember if i actually swallowed it or not but i turned out f i n e haha (this is an incorrect statement i am not fine))
"So what about you, what weird shit happened in your life?"
He thought for a moment before smiling a bit, "well, I do have this weird story about the time my friends bet that I wouldn't land a date within the night. But then I ended up meeting this really amazing girl and I fell in love with her and now she's standing right in front of me and I love her."
I blushed lightly, "well aren't you a sweet talker?"
He chuckled a bit, "it's working, though, isn't it?" he responded, taking a strand of hair from my face and placing it behind my ear.
I smiled, "very much so."
I looked at him and his eyes seemed to glimmer with life whenever I saw him. I held my breath a bit before I hesitantly asked the question I've been meaning to ask for so long.
"Jaren," I begun, the change of tone caught his attention. "We've been seeing each other for a bit, right?"
He nodded slightly, "Yeah, where are you going with this?" he had a hint of fear in his voice, as if I was leaving him, and the thought gave him anxiety.
"Well, I've been thinking. What's the point in being friends with benefits when we could...I don't know... actually date?" I responded hesitantly.
His eyes lit up again, "wait, are you saying...?"
I smiled at the sight, "yes, Jaren, I'm saying..." the idea of saying the words was a lot harder than I thought, and I bit my lip gently before I finished, "will you be my boyfriend? Officially, at least."
He smiled brightly, "of course I will!" He eventually calmed himself and cleared his throat, chuckling a bit nervously, "I mean, yes, I will, (Y/N)" he responded.
I giggled softly as he left a quick peck on my cheek, and the both of us ended the night on a happy note. Jaren stood outside the apartment building and looked at me.
"So, this is it, huh?" he murmured quietly, I could hear a hint of sadness in his voice, and frankly, I didn't blame him.
"Unfortunately," I replied, "I've gotten used to having you around, actually. Your presence. The way I can hold your hand or just the small gestures between each other. It's a lot different through a screen." I frowned.
Jaren smiled softly and lifted my chin up with his finger, "but I still love you. And who knows? Maybe one day we won't have to be so far away from each other."
"Maybe." I smiled a bit.
He placed one last kiss onto my lips before he pulled away and said his goodbyes.
"I'll see you on the flipside, (Y/N)" he said.
I chuckled a bit, "I'll see you, Jaren."
And with that, it became a wonderful beginning to something more. Something that I'll really never forget. And most certainly because I'll always have it.
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a/n
hi. so it's been a bit since i updated this and im sorry??? kinda lost inspiration there for a sec but honestly im kinda gonna leave this here for a bit. this chapter is ending-like but i have plans for the future i just want this to kinda be 'here' i guess.
also this chapter is literally emotional and personal to me bc i spent the whole day with my boyfriend yesterday and let me tell u my heart went: whoosh. gone. i love him. i'd give him all my uwus. he is my premium soft boy and i love him so much :')))
we live in the same state but like a few hours from each other but my parents dont really know about the whole relationship thing cause im not supposed to have a boyfriend and its a whole fuckin thing, but uhh yeah. this chapter is basically how i feel around him and i can't erase the way i hold his hand or the way i can just lean on his shoulder i just sfsejskjfhkf. its been one (1) day without him and i miss everything about him.
oof.
anyways. yeah i'll see u when i update the fitz fic (which should be not too long from now) but yee.
i love you guys
stay frosty
xoxo
-liza
