Cliché

3: Yuki

When I came over, he was there and fully dressed. "Hi" he said.

I couldn't talk. My throat did the weird thing where it choked up and refused to let me speak. "I like you, Yuki," Yang said, taking a step closer to me. I just stared at his beautiful black eyes. He put his hand on my chin, "Do you like me too, Yuki?" I nodded.

And then it happened.

At first, he just kissed me, and then he kissed me again, and then we were just standing there in the middle of his tiny living room making out with absolutely no care for anything other than us. "I... think that's enough." Yang said, pulling away. He was... blushing? "N... No!" I suddenly realized what I'd said and covered my mouth, "I mean um..." Yang laughed. "I think we should have an official date first, don't you?" I nodded and he kissed me again, then put his hands on my waist. "God, Yuki your body is enough to

turn me on... can't wait to eat this little boy" He laughed. And I blushed. This is gonna be fun.

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We arranged for our first date to be on Friday night, (cliche) Yang was gonna pick me up at 8 (cliche 2) and then we'd go have dinner (cliche 3) and maybe hang out at my place afterwards (cliche 4).

I didn't know what kind of restaurant he was gonna take me too, so I didn't know how to dress. My options were:

-White button down with a baby blue sweater on top and khakis.

-Jean jacket and anime t-shirt with pins
-Yellow sundress with a white cardigan

-Or... My normal raincoat t-shirt and jeans.

Like any stereotypical gay, I texted my best friend for help.

Rayvn: Omg sweater

Me: You think he'll like that?

Rayvn: Omg yassssssssss queen

Me: I dunno he seems rather flirty than fancy.

Rayvn: Ok he is, but I don't think u should wear that "yes daddy" crop top becasue no.

Me: you know what I'm thinking all the time don't you

Rayvn: Hee hee

Well then, it was decided. Baby blue sweater. My mother always said that I had an eye for fashion.

7:17, just 43 minutes. Just 43 minutes until he would tell me it was a lie and that I'm worthless and that nobody will ever like me and and and and...

No. Not this time. I think he's okay. I think if I tried, maybe it would work out. I took a shower and got dressed, wondering to myself what he had planned. God, I can't get that kiss out of my head. I knew I wasn't the only one, he's had boyfriends before and I probably won't be the last.