Hii could you please write an imagine about a first date with Sonny? Like he's super nervous cause he really cares about you and wants to impress you and you think it's super cute but everything ends up going okay and you have lots of fun together 🥰
authors note: heyy, tysmm for your request. i also wanted to thank you for the support you've shown to my blog <3 i cant lie I'm not sure how I feel about this one but ik I'm overcritical of my own work but I really hope you enjoy this one.
word count: approx 1.4k words
warnings: none, pure fluff
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You may have been reserved around him, but your natural sense of humour and willingness to let loose won his heart over every time. When you smiled at him, he felt butterflies fluttering around his stomach. He hadn't known if you felt the same way about him until he finally asked you out, and you said yes. He remembered every detail of that day all too vividly.
"We should probably go out sometime or something".
"As in a date?" you raised your brows.
His shoulders shrugged, but the flush on his cheeks said everything.
"Okay, why not" you replied, causing the boy to smile shyly
Now he was busy trying to decide where he would take you. He wanted it to be special and intimate. He wanted it just to be the two of you where you could enjoy each other's company. The location needed to be one where he wouldn't be easily spotted. Because he didn't want his fans or the media to have a field day, he was racking his brain for ideas when one suddenly hit him.
Eventually, the day arrived, and Sonny picked you up, being careful to keep you relaxed and comfortable the entire time. He helped you into the car, where you saw a bouquet of roses waiting for you on the passenger seat. You quickly thank him, earning a sheepish smile in return. At the start of the drive, you don't talk much. You're adjusting to the new atmosphere of being in each other's presence with friendship far from your minds.
"So, do you like your job at Spurs?" he breaks the silence.
"Yeah, it's nice, i’m grateful for the experience," you reply, and he smiles again. You see that he is nervously fumbling with his fingers. The urge to take his hand in yours is strong, but you hold back, not wanting to seem too forward. Unable to resist the urge, you reach over and take Son's hand, and he looks at both of our hands and smiles.
Once you both loosen up, the conversation starts flowing; about music, places you want to visit, places you've been, pets, mutual friends, and your loved ones.
Finally, arriving at your destination. You both started walking, but confusion masked your features as you didn't know what Sonny had planned. He then looks up at you and says, "It's a surprise!" and starts walking faster, full of excitement. After a while of walking, you could hear the grass crinkle beneath your feet. You wondered if Sonny planned a picnic or a night out under the stars. As you looked up into the sky, you saw a bright, colourful object slowly floating in the distance. It was a hot air balloon. You felt your heart beat faster as you watched it gracefully move across the sky. The sun's rays shone down on the balloon, making it glow; you were mesmerised by sight.
"Son, this is… I don't even know what to say."
"I went a little bit overboard. Isn't I wasn't sure what type of date you would enjoy. Is it too much?" He rubs the back of his neck nervously and turns away from you. You place a kiss on his cheek and shake your head at him.
"I like it. It's different. It's perfect."
His face lit up, holding more excitement than I had expected.
With a big grin, he said, "Let's make it happen!" His energy was contagious, and I couldn't help but feel excited about what was to come.
"Watch your step, y/n," Son warned as He guided your hand onto a rail. The fabric reminded me of woven straw. You felt the ground suddenly shift beneath your feet. You stumbled backwards slightly, but Son helped you regain your balance. He wrapped his arms around your waist.
Even after you regained your balance, Son continued to hold you. As you peered over his shoulder, it dawned on you that you were floating through the air in a hot air balloon. Your brown eyes widened and were filled with awe. You broke away from Son's arms and ran to the edge of the basket to admire the view. His expression relaxed as a smile spread across your face. You leaned out of the basket slightly to see the landscape below. Still not believing that he had booked the balloon ride.
In between sips of wine and delicious food, you talk about anything and everything that comes to mind. You spend most of the night laughing and telling stories to one another. You can't get enough of his smile, and you feel like you would do or say anything to keep that smile on his face.
You stand to take another look at the scenery but instead stumble onto his lap.
You look into his eyes, and for a second, you forget about the world around you. You were suddenly very aware of your surroundings, especially how your back was pressed up against the body behind you. His hands gripped your arms, and you noticed the little beauty mark on his right eye as you looked up before slowly sliding out of his grasp.
"Maybe we shouldn't move too much ?" You suggested as you walked over to collect a glass of wine, handing it back to him sheepishly. You saw the smile on his face and watched as his nose scrunched and he started to laugh. You could feel your ears and cheeks flush with embarrassment. Still, you couldn't help but think his laugh was incredibly attractive, and the more you thought about it, the more you could feel yourself becoming drawn to him. Light laughter filled the balloon, and you couldn't help but join in, the two of you standing there, smiling and giggling like a pair of schoolchildren.
"You know your laugh is probably the most precious thing I have ever heard ?" He blushes and looks away from you.
You were relieved that you agreed to go out with Sonny. His proposal is still fresh in your mind.
You saw his normally soft features contort into expressions of what could only be described as nerves. Heung Min, Son.
A man who shines brighter than the sun. A man with a smile that could light up a room and make anyone feel instantly at ease. Yet, concern had replaced his usual expression on this day.
"We should probably go out sometime or something." His eyes barely held onto yours, his anxious state causing him to look down at his feet.
"As in a date?"
He shrugged it off, but the flush in his cheeks said it all.
You were deep in thought when he interrupted to confess., "I've liked you for a while — kind of struggling to believe that you actually said yes." He rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand and smiled nervously at her.
"Did you really think I wouldn't? You smiled, and the flush on his cheeks deepened.
His eyes widened as he admitted, "I was terrified." To be honest, I'm surprised I was able to ask you out at all."
"I'm glad you did. His face broke out in a relieved smile, and he looked away, embarrassed by his own admission.
"Look at that view. It's beautiful," you said, leaning over the hot air balloon.
The sun is slowly setting, painting the sky in a spectrum of pastel colours. As the balloon rises higher and higher, a gentle breeze teases the colourful fabric of the balloon. In the basket below, you can feel the warmth of the hot air as it pushes the balloon higher and higher. The air is filled with the smell of burning fuel and the sound of the balloon's burner filling the balloon with hot air. You can feel the excitement of being so high above the ground, with nothing but the wide open sky above. As you reach the highest point of the journey, you can look down to see the ground below, the houses, the trees, and the roads, all looking small from such a great height. The feeling of freedom is overwhelming, and you can't help but smile as you savour this moment. He followed your gaze, allowing himself to enjoy the beautiful scenery for a moment.
He wishes he could capture this moment forever. The free smile on your face as you take in the view. The way the wind played through your dark hair, and Son couldn't help but feel envious of a simple breeze. Sonny moved to stand behind you. He straightened your hair and tucked the stray pieces behind your ear.
"So beautiful," Sonny thought, watching the strands of your hair lightly fall back into place.
