#date au

He’s leaning back in his seat, one arm draped casually over the backrest behind you, the other holding a small bag of chips. He’s watching the field with that calm, unreadable focus of his, like he’s analyzing every pitch, every movement, every breath the players take.

You had met him while in line for coffee. He was, albeit a little strange, sweet. Courteous, and incredibly good looking. You hadn’t gone on many dates, but you knew you liked him, just a little. Even with all his little quirks, like his need to dust his apartment every Tuesday or eating only a particular brand of cereal.

Without looking at you, he tilts the bag slightly in your direction.

“Want some?” he asks.

You blink, eyes dropping to the bag before your brows knit.

“…What?” you say, genuinely thrown off.

Dex finally glances at you, brow faintly raised like you’re the weird one here. “Chips.”

“I know what chips are,” you mutter, still staring at him like he’s just offered you classified government intel. “I mean- you’re offering them?”

His eyes narrow a fraction, and he glances at the bag before up at your face again.

“You don’t mind sharing?” you ask carefully, because you know him. You know how he is about his things. His routines. His space. His food.

Dex goes quiet for a beat. Then, simple as anything, he says, “Not with you.”

Your brain short-circuits a little anyway.

“…Oh,” you manage, suddenly very interested in the edge of your seat.

He holds the bag a little closer again, just enough for you to take if you want. Still not insisting. Just… offering.

“You’re weird,” you mutter, reaching in anyway.

Dex huffs a quiet laugh, eyes already back on the field. “Yeah. I’ve heard.”

But his arm doesn’t move from behind you. If anything, it curls closer around your shoulders.

When your fingers brush his for a second against the chip bag, he doesn’t pull away, not even a little. And you realize you might really like him.

X

Divider @thecutestgrotto

“Hey, do you need something?” I ask as he reaches me.

 “Well it’s snowing outside and I was wondering if I could give you a ride home, so you won’t catch a cold.”

 “It’s ok, I don’t want to bother you.” I say smiling with gratitude.

 “Y/N, if it would’ve been a bother for me, I wouldn’t have suggested this in the first place... And there’s actually something I want to ask you when we’ll arrive at your house.”  He says while giving me his cute pouting face that I can’t refuse.

 “Okay then, and also thank you.”

 “No problem.”

 After we arrive at my place, he looks a little bit nervous. That would be a first for Yeonjun, because he’s always so confident, so I wait for him until he’s ready to talk.

 “Y/N, will you make me the honour to go on a date with me?” He looks at me with his big eyes, and that makes me lose myself in them for a moment.

 The Choi Yeonjun, the boy I first met one year ago during one of my dance classes, the one I started having a crush on 3 months ago, just asked me out.

 “It would be my pleasure, Yeonjun.” I say giving him a big smile and I see his face changing from nervous into a big smile too, mirroring mine.

 Yeonjun told me to wear warm clothes, because the date will be somewhere outside, but he didn’t exactly told me where.

So here I am, almost ready, but I’m not sure if I should wear a beanie or not. I decide against it, since I curled my hair and I don’t wanna ruin it.

I hear a notification for my phone, and when I check it I see a message from Yeonjun telling me he’s already outside my house, so I take my purse and go to greet him.

 The drive to our destination was short. When we arrived I see that Yeonjun’s idea was to go skating on an ice rink in the park. I’m really excited, as I never tried  this before, but then I realise that I will for sure make a fool out of myself in front of Yeonjun and the other people there, so my face fell at this thought.

 “Do you like ice skating? Or should we go somewhere else?” Of course he saw my change in expression and know he probably thinks that I don’t like his idea, so I look at him with a small smile.

 “I never skated before...” I say in a small voice and I hear him saying a small “Cute” as he puts his beanie on my head. I look up at him confused.

 “I told you to dress warm but you’re not wearing any hat, so I will give you mine. As for the other thing, you don’t need to worry, I will teach you how to skate. I promise I won’t let you fall, so let’s get on the ice rink.” He says smiling at me and I nod my head to say “yes”.

 He helps me with putting on my skates and then he puts his too. Yeonjun offers me his hand to hold and I gladly accept it, as I can’t take a step in those skates by myself. He leads us to the ice rink. I can feel my legs slipping, but I don’t fall, as Yeonjun is holding both my hands in his. He helps me to keep my balance and teaches me the basics, then leaves me go and try by myself.

I make a few steps and I turn to look at Yeonjun, only to see him giving me a proud expression and thumbs up, but I lose my balance as I was focused on him.

I’m prepared for the impact with the ice that’s next to come, but it doesn’t, as I’m catched by a pair of hands that hold onto my waist, pulling me up to a warm chest.

I look up and I meet Yeonjun’s concerned gaze on me.

 “Are you alright, Y/N?” He asks looking at me up and down, then making eye contact.

 “Y-yes, thank you for catching me.” I say blushing, since the space between our faces got the smallest it’s ever been.

 “I said I won’t let you fall, cutie.” He takes my hand in his, intertwining our fingers and we start skating together.

 After almost two hours on ice I feel pretty exhausted and kind of cold, so Yeonjun suggests to go and grab some hot chocolate to warm up.

 We both got out drinks and started to discuss about some school stuff we have to do and about the next dance competition our school is going to have next month.

 “So... Yeonjun, when did you start liking me?” I ask curiously.

 “Well, about three months ago, when we were assigned as a pair for the dance project. I started to feel something that was more than just what a simple friend would feel for his other friend. How about you? When did you fall for my charms, Y/N?” He gives me his typical smirk and wink combo, and I chuckle at his cute attempt of winking that always fails.

 “Around that time too. You surprised me with your born talent, you were the best partner I had. Not to mention your constant flirting that didn’t help with not falling for you.” I say smiling back at the memories we made together.

 We continued to talk more about the moments we spent together while having a slice of cake.

Yeonjun asked me on another date for tomorrow, to which I agreed right away.

 He drove me home and made sure to accompany me to my front door.

 “I had a great time today, Yeonjun. Thanks for teaching me how to skate, I really had fun.”

 “Don’t thank me. It was all thanks to your incredible speed at learning. I can’t wait for our next date, Y/N.” He then comes closer to my face and places a goodbye kiss my cheek then leaves.

 I hurry inside and throw myself onto my bed and start giggling like a little kid. I can’t stop myself from smiling and thinking about him. I can’t wait for our date tomorrow either.