nerd. [book two; l.h.]

five; pasta honeymoon

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that night, we don't finish the project. we became distracted and ended up watching random YouTube videos.

after a while, he decided that he was hungry. I followed him to the kitchen and watched as he looked through the pantry.

"let's see, it's six p.m. so we should probably have dinner. I can't cook, so pasta it is." Luke mumbles to himself, not noting that I was standing right behind him.

"bowties or swirly things?" he asks, holding up two boxes of pasta.

"bowties," I don't know the difference between the two, but bowties are cool.

he makes the pasta in almost complete silence. every once in a while, he'll say something about how no one understands his love for pasta, and I'll tell him that I do because I love pasta more than him.

"let's get married and we'll spend our honeymoon eating pasta in a hotel room." Luke laughs, draining the water.

"that's my dream, it's everything that I want out of life."

when the pasta was done, Luke set the table, not allowing me to help at all. but after a few minutes, he sits down across from me.

"I'm worried about this not being very good." Luke says, inspecting the food.

"there's only one way to find out."

I don't know how Luke would think it wouldn't be good. the entire house smells amazing because of it and it looks like something you'd see on Instagram.

"it's not bad," Luke shrugs after the first bite. "if you don't want to eat it then you don't have to, I won't be offended."

"Luke, are you kidding me? this is amazing."

and I wasn't lying. I wish that Luke would cook for me for the rest of my life if all of it was as amazing as this.
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aw their first date
but also really sad bc I based this off of a real life event
cry
anyways tell me what you think so far xxx