#pirus

While I appreciate it.

I wish Liz was here right now.

Since the date, it's been nothing but wonderful between us. A few days after that night, she had to fly back to New York for the twins' birthday and for her Hot One's interview, which coincidentally was filmed on my birthday, June 14th. So yes, along with that, my birthday came and went. I'm 25 now. She wanted me to come with her but I wasn't ready to go back to NY.

Oh! Liz did indeed get nominated for an Emmy for WandaVision! She was actually at her old house in the garden when the news broke!

Let's see... Liz and I were texting and calling every day. We even hung out and went on a few more dates. And aside from the make-outs, kisses, and sleepovers, nothing else has happened. In fact, I think I'm ready to do it. To tell her those specific words. To take that next step with her in whatever we are.

I promise her.

But right now, she isn't here, and I haven't talked to her in a couple of days. This isn't a joke.

She thinks I skipped town again, and according to Aubrey, she's scarier and hurt more than Wanda, which after catching up with the MCU, makes me feel worse than I already am. But tonight, I'll see her again.

Tonight she, along with everyone important to us, is here.

Because tonight Milo Greene is holding a reunion show at a small venue here in LA. What everyone but Liz knows is that I will also be performing.

Before you ask, I'll tell you. Since Robbie and I started working together, we've talked about doing something small together, but once Marlana got a hold of me, she convinced the guys to celebrate Robbie's sobriety and my own success with a show. So with two months of planning and money out of our own pockets tonight, everyone in attendance will be experiencing - INSIDE: A Life Performance

"You good?"

I look up to my bearded friend. Since when did we get this room? The green room? I look around before finding my eyes on Robbie again. I nod as he asks me the same question again. "I'm good. Just-" "Nervous?" "Scared.. About it all."

Robbie sniffs his nose and sits down next to me. "I get it. But after the night is done, you'll have given it your all. That's what's important." I nod along. "You're not doing it alone either. I'll be there." He nudges me and laughs. "Until you get rid of me at the end of the night." I laugh and shove Robbie. "Oh please, you're harder to get rid of than you think."

I lean into Robbie. "Thank you again." Robbie laughs before standing up. "Thank you, Y/N. Now let's kill it, huh?"

Here we go.

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Friday, June 5th, 2021

Y/N POV

It's now 5 pm on Friday. It's been two days since working with Robbie, and I've just been relaxing and enjoying my days. I explored LA a little bit. Kept up on my running and have just been waiting for tonight.

Liz didn't give me a dress code, but I decided to dress comfortably.

I felt my phone buzz in my hand and looked down.

Aubrey 🔪

She just left Be sure to practice safe sex 😉

Jesus Christ.

Liz POV

I'm stopped at another red light again. And it's late afternoon in Los Angeles, so of course, there's traffic. I'd be so annoyed if I weren't so nervous.

It's the first time Y/N and I are going to be alone since New York. And it's the first time I'm seeing her since the airport.

The very same day where I told her that I still loved her.

And if that wasn't enough. She actually doesn't hate me. She wants to see me. She still wants to be with me. She wants us to work. Maybe not right away but in the future. So yeah, my nerves are on one right now.

I want tonight to be perfect.

I glance at my phone as I arrive closer to my destination. I'm still a couple of minutes out. I rhythmically dance my fingers along the steering wheel as I try my best to focus on the pop song playing through my radio. 

After turning a handful of more times and entering a condo complex, I see that I'm 500 feet away. I begin to breathe in and out as I look for Y/N.

And then I see her.

Standing on the curb, rocking back and forth on her feet. Phone in one hand while the other picks at her skin. As I slow the car down in front of her, I take in... Well her. And thanks to the summer sun still shining, I can. She has her beautiful hair down. She's wearing a long sleeve oversized cream-colored button-up tucked into her high-waisted blue jeans. And, of course, she's wearing her classic Vans. With a quick look, I see a couple of undone buttons, clearly showing me that she's wearing a necklace I've never seen her wear. Hmm.

Regardless she's stunning, and hopefully, sometime soon, I can call her mine again. I would've kept gawking at her, but I'm broken out of my gaze thanks to my phone.

"Is this you?"

I look to my right to see Y/N on her phone. I smile before opening my car door.

Here we go.

Y/N POV

I fiddle with the pendant hanging down my neck. It's one of the only things I can do right now to stop my hands from shaking.

I eventually do let go and guide my hands to my phone. Opening and closing my text messages with Liz again. God. Is this right? Don't get me wrong, I'm excited for tonight, but I'm scared and beyond nervous. I'm anxious for every reason you can think of, but I'm scared because... I don't want to let my love be known all for it not to work out.

I shake my head and let my feet rock me while my hands work themselves down in front of me. One hand gripping my phone, the other picking at the top of my hand.

My eyes become focused as the sound of a car starts slowing down in front of me. The windows are blacked out, so I don't know if it's my L- Liz. Just Liz. The car stops and sits idle. Okay... I pick up my phone and send a text to Liz, hoping that this is her and not a murderer.

"Is this you?"

I send the text and wait. I see three dots pop up before I hear the sound of the car door opening and closing. I look up; instead of the eyes of a murderer, it's those green eyes of the woman, I fell hard for.

Elizabeth Olsen.

Liz.

"It's me!" She says as she runs around the side of her Prius. I put my phone in my pocket, knowing I'm safe, and step off the curb as the green eyes woman runs up to me. She looks lovely. Going down from her brunette hair, I see her lips are painted with a dark red. Scarlet maybe? Hmm. As my eyes move down, I see a bright summer dress that naturally curves and flows down her body. It's look expensive and soft. Knowing her and her sisters, it could be from the thrift store or a place I've never heard of. As I gaze down her, she's wearing white flats, almost in contrast to my black Vans. Aside from that, she's wearing a smile.

Too cheesy?

Before I know it, her arms are wrapped around me, pulling me into a hug. I let my nerves exit through my nose as I breathe in, Liz. How does she smell so wonderful all the time? It's heavenly.

She's heavenly.

"Sorry, I should've asked or-" I shake my head at her. "Hey." Liz looks up at me. I can see through her eyes that, like me, she has doubts and fears about tonight. "It's okay." Liz's face goes soft. "Liz. Let's just get this out of the way now." I take a second. "I feel safe in speaking for the two of us when I say that we're both excited and anxious for what tonight means for us. But I say we let those thoughts go and just enjoy ourselves. Let's get lost and think of this as a soft reboot for us. And.."

I watch the smile slowly morph onto the brunette's face, which makes what I'm about to say difficult. "And. I don't want tonight to be mistaken for be being ready. I'm not." There goes her smile. "But tonight will help." I know what giving her a little reassurance will mean. Whether I just lied or not will remain to be seen. "Okay?" I ask due to the Liz's now being unreadable. "It's still a date," I say with a smile.

Liz POV

I know she's not ready.

Does she think that I think she's ready? Oh, God. Does she think I'm pressuring her? Am I? Fuck what was I thinking? I want to leave and cancel everything I had planned. Shit. The more I think about the plans for tonight, maybe I was thinking she's ready. I do want her back. I do. I do.

"It's still a date."

Those words pull me from my mind. "What?" I ask, making sure I heard Y/N right. She just looks at me and smiles. "It's still a date. Tonight you and I. I want us to have fun with whatever you have planned."

How did she know?

A wave of relief washed over me as Y/N moves closer to me before brushes her fingers through my hair. Stopping to move some loose strands. But her face looks like she is struggling now. I furrow my brows as she looks to me. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything. I just wanted you to know, and I thought by telling you it would make things easier tonight. Trust me, Liz; I do want to be with you. It's just I know I'm not-"

I stop her ramblings by jumping up and placing my lips onto hers. The kiss meant to last a few seconds last longer thanks to Y/N placing her soft hands on my hips. Pulling me into her before our lips part.

I take in the sight before me and let a smile get drawn on my face as Y/N's does the same. "Thank you for telling me," I say into the space between us. "Don't apologize for ever telling me how you feel, Y/N. I want to know these things." Now it's my turn to move hair from her face. "We're going at your pace. Okay? Your speed Y/N Y/L/N." A blush spread across her cute face. "Okay." She whispers. "Thank you," Y/N says as she bends down and buries her head into the crook of my neck. "Thank you for giving me this chance again." Y/N lifts herself up and away from me. "I'm happy we ran into each other at the airport."

With a crooked smile, Y/N replies, "me too."

Taking her hand into mine, I walk her back to my car. "I didn't know you drove a Prius?" I look back at her. "What were you expecting?" She shrugs. "I don't know, but this makes sense." I roll my eyes and laugh as I open the passenger door for her.

"Come on." With a pull of my hand, Y/N thanks me before her cute butt meets the seat. I make sure her legs are in the car before shutting the door.

We're doing this.

I make my way around the car and back to my side, sliding in and closing the door. I turn to my left to see Y/N already looking at me. I smile as I reach into the back for something. And once it's in my hand, I bring it down onto Y/N's lap.

"What's this?"

"Take a look." I pull my seatbelt on and make sure my coffee girl's is on as well before pulling up the directions to the restaurant for tonight. "Oh my Gosh!" I again turn to my left to see what Y/N is pointing to on the cover.

It's latest release of the People Magazine issue with my interview. While I myself am not on the cover, they did make sure to put a tease for me on there. "Did you get this for me?" Y/N asks, seemingly a little confused. I nod my head. "You told me you'd want to read it, and I figured maybe you could do that while I drive us," I answer it and look away a little sheepishly before I feel the comfort of a hand on my thigh.

Oh, and my stomach just did a flip.

"Thank you. I can't wait." I turn to see a toothy grin. "Also, does this mean you went out today and bought a magazine about you?" I fake scoff. "It's not about me! I'm just in it." Y/N laughs as I go to out the car in drive before stopping myself.

"Y/N?"

"Yes?"

"Before we continue with our date, is it okay that I kissed you before?" Y/N's smile doesn't waiver at all. "Yes. My pace is very much okay with that." I shoot a smile to her. "Good." And just like that, I lean over a place a quick peck onto her lips before finally getting this date underway.

Y/N POV

Twice.

It happened twice.

If this keeps up, by the end of tonight, I will have a girlfriend again.

But I can't let that happen. I'd be too soon, right? I mean, am I ready? What do you think? Who am I talking to? Me? I mean-

"Well, go on. We got a drive ahead of us." I turn to my left and let my thoughts crumble as I listen to what Liz is saying to me. "I want to know what you think." About?

Oh, the interview!

I nod and let the sunlight shine down on us as I begin to flip through, looking for the story of the month.

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"Who's Geneva?" I hear a slight chuckle come from the only other person in the car. "She's this teen I met at the airport in New York. She came up to me while I was waiting for my flight and did the basic I love you so much and can I get a picture which was sweet. But then she told me how bad she felt for the two of us to get exposed in the manner that we did but how that moment led to her and people like her discovering that I wasn't so different from them." Liz takes a breath and clears her throat. "So that interaction led to what you're reading now." I nod along to her words and feel my face become warm as I am reminded of how much care Liz puts into her words. She speaks of Geneva as if she was a friend and not a random person she met.

"Well, I guess I should thank her too, then," I say as I return to the interview.

"Okay, do you really think you'll get an Emmy, or were you being modest?" I tease. Liz just laughs and turns to see my face before putting her eyes back on the road. "No, I really can't see myself getting nominated or let alone winning. Do I put my soul into everything I do? Yes. But I don't know. I don't see it happening."

"Well, I still have only seen up to the first Avengers." I hear a little hmm escape from the Olsen's mouth. "Maybe that'll change soon," I add on, which leaves the actress smiling next to me.

As I keep reading down the interview, I laugh at some heartfelt moments, like Liz trying to name all the infinity stones or her naming all of her favorite fruits. But then I see my full government name get brought up.

And this close person to you was Y/N Y/L/N is that correct?

"Yes."

Who were they to you?

"They were my- my uh- girlfriend. Yes. They were my girlfriend. That kinda feels like a relief to say out loud. We had been dating for about a month prior, and Harper-" Elizabeth takes a second before leaning in.

Had it only been a month?

I briefly look over to the woman driving. She's lost in the song playing through the radio. Her head swaying back and forth. Her sharp jaw moving as she mumbles the words to the song.

A month with this woman felt like six. But I guess when it's love, it's love. Besides, what's the saying? Time flies when you're having fun.

"I'd like to take this time to address certain people." Elizabeth is given the green light. "I know this may seem like such an impossible task to some out there, but who I choose to surround myself with or who I choose to love is not up for public debate. It is not healthy or kind to criticize them. If you love me, you should love them as well. The day the news broke, Y/N Y/L/N had disgusted, and horrible things said about them. Things I could not protect them from. It hurt me to see someone who gives off such a strong presence crumble under the words and actions of horrific people."

I swallow the lumps that's built up as my eyes scan the words. It doesn't help that I'm thinking about her turning to me and, in her way, trying to protect me.

I shake my head and focus myself back on the magazine. Not realizing that I have a pair of eyes glancing at me.

Liz POV

We may not have been together long, but when we were, I was quick to pick up on her mannerisms. She thinks I don't see her glossy eyes, but I do. I may be driving, but I'm not blind.

She's nearing the end of the interview now, and I want to know her thoughts.

_

She finished it. She just closed the magazine and is now turning to me- "I liked what you said at the end." At the end? "Which is?" I ask simply due to me not remembering.

"I want everyone that reads this to know that it's never too late for anyone." Y/N stops and places her hand on my thigh. "It's sweet." I blush at her words. "Thank you." Minutes of silence fall upon us before I softly speak up. "Did you like it all?" "Of course! Thank you for giving me a heads up, and thank you for not letting me or my name get crazy involved." Y/N laughs to herself, but I reach down and give her hand a reassuring squeeze. Her eyes shine in the sunlight.

"So I didn't even ask earlier, but where exactly are we going?" I turn to her knowing we're not only twenty out. "You'll see."

_

"Okay, keep your eyes closed!" "Okay, I will. I will just come on, Liz!" Y/N whines, forcing me to laugh as I exit the car running around to her side.

"Alright, and open!" I do my best to block the sunlight coming down so when Y/N opens her eyes, so she's not immediately blasted. It seems to work, as she's now blinking and focusing her eyes to the building in front of us.

"Mari's?" Y/N questions the giant word on the building, turning her head to me as I reply with a nod. "You've never been here, right?" I ask just to be safe. "Correct." I squeal and grab Y/N's hand, pulling her to the entrance. "Wait, Liz!" I quickly turn around. "I don't think they're open." I furrow my brows as Y/N points out the lack of cars in the lot and the fact that the lights are quite literally off on the inside.

"They're open," I reassure her as I hold up a set of keys. A shocked look forms on Y/N's, making me smile. With a turn and click of the lock, I swing open the door and allow Y/N to enter first. "Liz, is this yours?" She asks in amazement, looking open at the giant ceiling. I stopped at the entrance, waiting until..right.. now!

Y/N finally bumps into the only table in the whole restaurant. I watch as she looks down, confused, until I flip the switches turning on all the lights in the place. Some string-some classic, but it's all beautiful. Y/N quickly turns around to face me as I slowly walk up to her. "You did this?"

"With some help."

Y/N turns back to the white-clothed table. "Wow." I hear her whisper. "Come here." I motion for her to sit in the chair I pulled out for her. She shoots me a grin and makes sure to flaunt her ass to me before taking her seat. I slowly come around the table, only stopping in the middle to light the candle in the center.

Y/N POV

"You amaze me."

Oops, I let an inside thought slip out.

Liz shoots me a smile across from me and makes a grabby hand, which I give in, and the touch of her fingers once again makes a strike of lighting course through my body. Liz goes to say something, but before she can, a train of people exit from where I believe is the kitchen. "Miss Olsen! Thank you so kindly for tonight's event. My team and I are thrilled to assist you and your friend her in any way possible." The man speaking shows his thanks and gestures for his team to follow suit. I'm a little thrown for a loop here but watching the kind face Liz has makes me curious for the rest of tonight.

_

It's a little weird to make small talk over a romantic dinner with your celebrity ex, but here we are.

I've discovered that a close friend of Liz's owns this restaurant. The name Mari's is named after the national flower of Cuba. The Mariposa.

And if that doesn't clue you in on the restaurant's food, well, I'll tell you. It's Cuban. When I asked Liz why out of all places, she chose here tonight. She said to me because she had the connections to make tonight extra special, it's close to the beach, and she was craving it. So naturally, it made me smile.

Appetizers or starters have come and gone. Liz is still on her first glass of red while I'm on my second. Don't worry; waters are here as well.

"Miss Olsen." The same man from earlier stands outside the kitchen doors and gestures for Liz to follow her. She nods back to the man before turning to me. "Y/N?" Liz sets her wine glass down and places her napkin down. "Yes?"

"Do you remember our first two days together?"

I lean back into the chair and think even though I could never forget. "Of course." Liz nods. "Over dinner, we talked and learned about each other—kind of like now. We had red wine. Like tonight. But the next morning, do you remember what I did for you?" I go through the memories of that morning. Waking up to Liz's angelic laugh. Her cute butt. Breakfast in bed. Her amazing waffles. Is that the answer?

"You cooked for me?" Liz stands up and comes around to me. "That's right. Now come on."

Come on?? I look up at her, confused but take her hand. Trusting her.

_

The team of people that were here earlier are not around anymore. It's just Liz and me alone in the kitchen. "Now put this on." Liz hands me a white apron. That's when I catch Liz's eyes ogling my body. This isn't the first time its happened tonight, but this is going to be the first time I draw attention to it. Once Liz's eyes detach, I undo another button and call her attention again.

Liz POV

"Lizzie?"

I turned my head around so fast I thought I got whiplash. She doesn't call me that!! That's my name to her! I'm about to question her when my mouth drops, and I see why I've been called.

Y/N is standing off balance. Apron in one hand, an arm crossed under her breast, and a pout on her face. And! When I wasn't looking, Y/N took it upon herself to undo an extra button, now fully showing off her cleavage. It had crossed my mind if she was wearing a bra, but now I can see she's not.

She's beautiful. Always.

"My eyes are up here." I shut my mouth and bring my gaze up to her eyes. "Yes? I'm sorry- what-what?" I'm internally cursing myself for what is happening to me. Get it together, Lizzie. You're an actress.

"Can you help me put my apron on? I just can't seem to get the hang of it." Y/N whines with a smile. Okay. She wants to play games. "Of course, baby." I husk out as I gently take the apron from her.

I plant my feet in front of my ex and hook the collar around her neck. Brushing my fingers down her neck. I slowly make my way behind Y/N with my hand never leaving her body. I drag it around her and let my touch send bumps across her skin. "Stand up straight for me!" I bark as I smack my hands against her ass. She immediately follows my orders and straightens up so I can tie her apron up behind her.

"Good girl," I say before pulling Y/N by her waist into me. "Now, are you ready, or do you need my help with anything else?" Y/N shakes her head no to me. Maybe she's got something stuck in her throat, but I want to hear her pretty little voice. "Speak."

Y/N eyes widen. She wasn't expecting this. "No."

"No, what?" I bite back as I bring my hand up to her chin, cupping it. "No, I don't need help." I shake my head. "That's good to know, Y/N, but when we're in the kitchen, you call me by one thing and one thing only. Try again." I let go of her chin and watch the gears work. "No."

"No, what?"

"No, Chef."

"Good girl. Now follow me, and let's get to work."

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"Well?" I lean down and wipe the drip of mustard on the side of Y/N's lips. Y/N laughs and swallows her bite. "It's fantastic, Liz. How are you not a chef? Like a legitimate chef?" Y/N takes another bite, and the smile she has fills my heart. Being with her is one thing, but seeing someone like her enjoying something we created together. That's another level.

After our little game, Y/N, with my help, made Cubanos along with a side of Yucca con Mojo Salsa. It's delicious and a meal that will never get old, even if I can't have it most of the time. Thanks, Marvel.

We're standing in the kitchen finishing our dinner as Y/N's Spotify plays an 80's playlist. Just like earlier, I'm being reminded of our first few days together. Us dancing in around in my apartment after she made me lunch.

I should've never let her go, but then we wouldn't be here.

"So, are we making dessert too?" I pop the last bite of the perfectly toasted Cubano into my mouth and shake my head. "You and I are done with the place for tonight." A slight frown forms on Y/N's face, and it's the first time tonight I've noticed that all night she's only been laughing and smiling.

"Is our date over?" Y/N cautiously asks. "No." I smile back, seeing that wave of excitement rush over Y/N. "How about you run out to the car and wait there while I grab things for our next stop?" I hand my car keys to Y/N. "Okay." And before I know it, her lips crash against mine, but before I can even act, she's out of the kitchen with her phone in hand and apron on the floor.

I laugh as I pick up her apron off the floor and disregard it before making my way over to the walk-in freezer.

Y/N POV

I've been sitting in the car for five minutes, and I can't stop thinking about how perfect tonight has been. Liz has been knocking it out of the park. On top of that, she's been so kind and caring tonight. She's perfect. She's Elizabeth Fucking Olsen, and I want nothing more than to tell her I love her again.

I giggle to myself as I watch Liz walk out of the restaurant with a cooler in hand. Liz places it in the backseat before taking her place in the driver's seat. "Hi."

"Hi!" She shoots back with an amused laugh.

"What's in the back?" I gesture with my head. "You'll see, baby. You'll see." I bite my lower lip and pull it into my mouth. Baby huh?

_

The door to my right opens up, and I hear the sweet voice of my Liz. "Okay, once again, trust me."

"I will. I do. Just hold on."

My eyes are closed once again as we've reached our second location. Liz is helping me out of the car, and I'm hit with a gust of wind pushing me out of Liz's grip. "Hold on." She laughs as she wraps her arm around mine.

Well, I know we're outside.

"How much longer?" "Jeez, patience, Y/N!" Liz slaps my arm as we start walking. Thanks to the sounds of the floor beneath my feet, I take it we're on a boardwalk. But aren't those usually crowded? I don't hear anyone around us. "Okay, now we're going to go some steps, so hold on tight while I help you. Okay?" "Yes, Chef." I let a cheesy smile out, which breaks into a laugh once I hear Liz huff. "Good thing you're pretty." "Hey!" Now Liz laughs as we reach what I assume is the bottom of the steps because, no, my feet are walking on soft, uneven flooring?

"Where are we?"

"You'll see. We're almost there. It's almost time."

"For what?" I ask, confused, which gets no response. "Liz?" She doesn't answer me as she stops me. "Okay, on the count of three, I want you to open your eyes." I nod to her.

"One."

I hear Liz shuffle next to me.

"Two."

She wraps an arm around me and leans herself into me.

"Three."

I open my eyes to see the bottom of the sun press itself into the ocean. The clouds above us shift into a hue of oranges and pinks while the warm ocean air has a swift cold breeze running underneath it. "Wow." Is all breath out before looking to my left. Liz. "I never get tired of seeing this. It's beautiful, isn't it?" I smile as I keep my eyes on the Olsen.

"Yes, it is." 

She shifts herself under me, but by the time she looks up at me, I'm already back to looking at the sun hiding away behind the Pacific waters.

"You are too."

Liz POV

Y/N goes to look down, but before she can, I have my scarlet red lips press into her cheek.

"Mine," I whisper to myself once I unwrap myself from Y/N.

"Thank you for everything tonight, Liz. It's just.." Y/N trails off as her eyes find mine. I nod along because I know. "I know. You're welcome. But the nights not over." She looks out to the sun as we both watch it disappear. "Turn around," I say to her, and without missing a beat, Y/N turns to see a little picnic set up. A blanket laid out on the sand. Candles. Blankets. The cooler from Mari's filled with chocolate and fruits.

And a jewelry box.

"You're really setting the bar for next time."

"Next time, huh?" I raise an eyebrow once Y/N realizes she let a thought slip out. "Of course. You're outdoing yourself, Liz. And I love it." She says like an embarrassed giddy kid before taking a seat on the blanket, patting the spot between her open legs.

God, I love you.

I take my spot between her legs and pull the cooler closer to us. I pull out two waters from the inside with a plate of chocolate-covered raspberries. Once those items are safely out, that's when I feel two arms snake their way around me.

The feeling I have in my stomach explodes.

This is right.

I close my eyes to the sounds of the ocean waves crashing and let my head rest against Y/N's chest. "You're cozy," I mumble. "Only for you." She mumbles back. She must have her eyes closed too.

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I'm not exactly sure how much time has passed, but when I open my eyes again, I see that I've been covered with a blanket, and four of the raspberries are gone.

"Hey, sleepy?"

"Hey." I blink my eyes open a bit more and see a smiling Y/N. "How long was I-" "Only like 20 minutes. Not along. It was cute." I blush upon hearing that, but I'm glad.

I lean myself up while still laying against Y/N and pop a couple of pieces of fruit into my mouth. A quick peck gets placed upon my head, causing me to turn to Y/N. She's wearing a smile, but she looks nervous. Not in her face but in her eyes. "What's up?"

"I- I want to give you something?" I tilt my head, surprised. "Okay."

"Okay. Face forward and close your eyes." Hmm. "A lot of eye-closing today." "Blame yourself." I roll my eyes underneath my eyelids and wait till I'm told to open them. I feel and hear Y/N behind me, but it's not until I feel a cold piece of jewelry around my neck that I gasp. "What is this?"

"Open your eyes and find out." She whispers to me.

I do, and when I look down, I can't help but take note of the familiarity. "Y/N, is this-" I stop speaking when I look back and see that, yes, it is. It's Y/N's necklace. The one she's been wearing all night. "It's for you. I bought it yesterday. I knew I'd forget it unless I wore it. But it's for you."

I look down again and closely inspect it.

"It's a primrose pressed and dipped in resin. It's your-"

"My birth flower." I swallow the happy tears I have threatened to spill out. "I-um- I have something to give you too!" I lean over and wipe my eyes, knowing I'm probably going to cry anyways. I grab the jewelry box and turn around, so I'm sitting in front of Y/N. "Don't worry; I'm not proposing!" Y/N laughs, which makes what I'm about to do easier.

"Like you, I also went out yesterday and got you something. Now I know we don't know exactly what we are, and I know we are going at your pace, but I want to give this to you." I shift on my knees and open the box for Y/N. "It's a little juvenile and maybe unwanted, but it's a promise ring. Y/N." I take the ring out of the box and grab Y/N's left hand. I drop the ring into her palm and close it. "I promise that I will always love you. I promise that I will spend the rest of my days letting you know that you are wanted. That your happiness is one of the most important things to me. I promise to always be honest. I promise to always support you." The tears have started and aren't stopping. "I promise never to let you go unless you want me to. Yo-you, you don't need to accept this. But I needed to do this because I.. I love you, Y/N."

I stare into Y/N's eyes, and that's when I see the tears falling from hers. "Oh, Y/N." I cup my hands around her face and feel better when a smile beams from her. "I-I.. L- I accept this." Y/N opens her palms and places the ring onto her finger. "Thank you so much!" It fits like a glove, and seeing it on her makes the two of us explode into happy tears. "I love you, Y/N."

Y/N wraps their arms around me and pulls me onto her. I let this kiss and the rest to follow let her know precisely what I mean.

Y/N POV

I love you.

A/N: But quite possibly the most fluff-filled thing I've ever written???