𝐒𝐇𝐘 | 𝖠𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖲𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖷 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

six

𝘆/𝗻'𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘃.
peeling my eyes open I stare at the white ceiling still feeling slightly disorientated from my slumber. leisurely I rub my eyes trying to clear my view as I sit up, oblivious to the fact that I was still on video call with stephen. I stretch my stiff limbs and allow a yawn to escape my mouth. "well good morning sleeping beauty" a husky and hoarse voice utters, shifting my eyes from the wall to the bright screen, stephen is sat there on his bed, shirtless, wearing a pair of striped blue pants whilst holding onto a bowl of what seems to be cereal. immediately my cheeks begin to burn and I throw my hand over my eyes. a hearty laugh radiates through the phone that is still sat upright on my bedside table with the charging cable that is no longer needed to be plugged in "what's wrong? don't tell me your embarrassed? am I too hot for you?" his words seem muffled, which is probably because of the spoonfuls of cereal he is currently shovelling into his mouth.

once content with myself I allow my hands to slide into my lap and I face the boy that now has a cheeky grin on his face "what?" "oh nothing" he casually mutters, trying to place another spoonful into his mouth but missing drastically - milk now dribbles down his chin as he sloppily wipes it away with his wrist "you didn't see what an idiot I was there" I giggle uncontrollably until I am interrupted "go and get ready I'll pick you up in an hour, dress nice but make sure you're also comfortable" before I have the chance to add my input the call is ended, leaving me sitting there with my mouth agape.

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stepping out of the shower I rush into my bedroom where I swiftly dry my hair and rummage through my wardrobe, trying to find something that suited stephen's description. my eyes land on a satin red knee length dress that was figure hugging. this could work. promptly I step into it, sliding it up my body and bringing the skinny straps over my shoulders neatly. my mind races at all of the potential possibilities that might unfold today, where is he taking me? what were we going to do? is this considered a date? wait... is this a date? the concept had never crossed my mind. I finish styling my hair and add a small amount of makeup to my appearance, ensuring that it looks natural before sliding on a pair of black heels.

a firm knock echoes up the stairs and into my room making me dart downstairs, bumping into hosuh at the door. "where are you going looking all dolled up?" he questions, raising his eyebrows in a teasing manner as his hand reaches for the door handle. "out" I declare a little bit too quickly for my liking, raising his suspicion even more. soon the door swings open and stephen is stood there in a pair of black jeans and a white shirt, he looks rather smart. "oh stephen I didn't know you were taking me out today" hosuh jokes, placing his hand on his forehead giving the taller man at the door fluttery eyes. "I thought I'd surprise you" stephen goes along with the joke until I cough, bringing their eyes to me.

𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗽𝗵𝗲𝗻'𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘃.
wow. she left me speechless, my mouth opens as if I am going to speak but no words are formed. "so where are you two going? is this a date?" hosuh breaks the silence "what no! just two friends hanging out" I say maybe a little too confident because y/n's face drops slightly but perks back up as soon as she realises that I'm looking at her. hosuh doesn't seem to believe me and his face showed this "just have her home by 10pm" he huffs pushing us out of the door as I hold my arm out for y/n to link hers with. "yes dad" I chuckle playfully.

𝘆/𝗻'𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘃.
gratefully I link my arm with stephen's as he escorts me over to his car, once there he kindly open the passenger door and offers me his hand so I can get in with ease "thank you". once I'm comfortable he saunters over to the driver's side and starts the car, driving us to our location... wherever that is.