The Yearbook Photo: Damien Haas X reader

Woah

The drinks are flowing. You're feeling good. The whole group is talking to each other. Noah and Keith grab your attention.

"Girl, we're so excited to have you on the squad." Keith smiles.

"I've noticed something," Noah hints.

Panic.

"W-what," you stutter.

"I think Damien has a crush on you." he motions toward Damien who is talking with Shayne and Courtney all the while glancing at you here and there.

"You think?" trying to play it cool.

"Definitely. He looks at you all the time." Keith adds.

"Make a move on him," Noah nudges your arm.

You look up at him and blush. "Is that against the rules?" you can't ruin what you barely have.

"Nah, Ian doesn't care as long as you keep it kosher at work if you know what I mean" he winks.

Downing the rest of your drink you thank the boys for the idea.

... (Damiens POV) ;)

She's sitting with Keith and Noah, talking about something. Her hand grabs her hair and she combs through it, causing it to recoil and fall. She looks beautiful. They all laugh at some comment Noah makes and she downs the rest of her drink without blinking. Standing from the barstool she comes over to me. Her skirt hugs her curves just right, meeting her top at the smallest part of her waist. I could get used to that view. As she walks up her hand moves her hair over to the opposite side causing the curls to line her face perfectly.

"Hi handsome," she says with her southern twang. It causes you to blush.

"Hey there beautiful," I manage to say.

Her e/c eyes shown in the lighting. A hand grabs my arm and another clasp over the other. She's leaning on me as she orders another drink. Letting go of my arm she leans over the counter to look at the rack of liquor. Her skirt brushes my thigh and hip as she stands on her tippy toes to see. Her head turns to glance at you when she notices she's touching me. She looks me up and down and gives a wink, sending chills up my spine and creating a drive to grab her and kiss her. Wanting to be respectful I place one hand on the bar and another on her back.

The bartender brings her the drink and she hands her a credit card.

"Keep the tab open, please," she turns to me.

Her tongue finds the straw and I swallow. She takes a sip and I feel her hand grasp mine. Warmth shoots from my hand and my heart skips a beat. I've waited for this for so long. She pulls me to the group, letting go of my hand. Instinctively I reach to grab it back. She's moving her drink to her other hand, positioning herself she stands behind me and places her left hand in my left (your palm to the back of her hand, fingers interlaced). I feel a pressure on your left shoulder and side. She's leaning on me and sipping her drink, laughing with the others and cracking jokes. After some time she lets go and tilts her head upwards to tell me something.

"I'll be back in a sec, okay?" her eyes stunned me into just muttering "uhuh"

She walks away and I watch, analyzing her body movements.

"Damiennnn,"  Shayne's calling me, bringing my attention back to the group.

Everyone has huge smiles on their face and looks as if they want to say something.

"What," I say like nothing happened.

"You like her don't you," Courtney pokes.

"Honestly I can't blame ya," Shayne says, "you two look perfect together."

This causes me to blush. "Really?"

My phone dings in your pocket. Pulling it to my face I see its a photo message from Courtney.

It's a picture of y/n and I, standing together. "We really do look good together," I mentally note.

Glancing at Courtney she winks to me.

"You should take her home," Keith adds with a raised eyebrow, insinuating explicit plans.

"Oh I dunno, she has been drinking."

"Ok then, kiss her." he challenges.

Seems like a do-able thing for tonight. She was obviously into me, why not try and make it obvious that I felt the same.

... (Your POV)

You had to pee so bad that you had to break from Damiens hand. It pained you to do so but your bladder was not cooperating. Washing your hands you look in the mirror.

"You have a job!!" your brain reminds you, causing you to smile ear to ear.

A girl walks in. "Your outfit is killer! That guy is one lucky dude to have a smoke show like you."

"Oh, he's not my boyfriend," you respond.

"He should be, you two look like you belong together." she closes the stall and does her business.

Drying your hands you leave the bathroom, thinking about what the drunk girl said.

"Maybe my wish did come true." you think about the shooting star.

Walking back to Damien and the group they all look at you and back to Damien. You reach past him to grab your drink that's on the table in front of him. As you grab it a pair of arms reach over your shoulders and grasp together in front of you. Looking up your eyes see blue hair and you relax. With your free hand you hold his arm. He pulls you in and tight against his body. All of your curves fit perfectly with the contour of his body. He leans into you.

...

"Last cheers to the new member of Smosh!" the group yells and glasses clink.

You finish your last drink. The group starts getting ready to head out, you grab your purse and sling it over your shoulder. A cough grabs your attention as you see Damien outstretch his hand towards you. You smile at him and grasp his strong and warm hand. He leads you away from the group as you wave bye to everyone. You'll see them on Monday.

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I messed up the POV during Damiens part :/