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wally west x flirty!reader
word count: 1734
maddie's scribbles: i wrote this spontaneously in an hour lol. very heavily inspired by The Button show by CUT on YouTube. again, happy valentine's day ♡
The crisp, cold air pinches the skin around your eyes, making you feel more alive. Not like you really need it, your heart is working overtime as you near the studio where the recording takes place.
You don’t remember how and when exactly you signed up for a quick dating show, but here you are nonetheless. Must have been one of those lonely nights you felt like you’ll never meet a good enough man.
Your expectations weren’t crazy, you just wanted a guy who could make you laugh and would be pathetically head over heels for you. And wouldn’t hurt if he was also a redhead.
When you get in, the studio is full of people, the majority of the contestants, and some of the crew. A tired, but still kind woman with a big cup of coffee in her hand leads you to the make-up station, explaining the rules of the show as you walk with a group of the “first-rounders” as the assistant called you.
“You get 5 minutes with your conversation partner, during which the button will ask you mostly compromising questions based on your questionnaire.”
Shit.
You have absolutely no idea what you’ve put in there, you were either drunk or pulled an all-nighter third time in a row.
“When the button lights up,” the woman continues, walking so fast you almost have to run up. “You can press it if you want to change your partner.”
She shoots a look from above her shoulder at the group of terrified loners who were desperate enough to sign up at all.
“But you gotta be first, if the other person wants to change as well.”
Before you reach the vanity lined section, you gather a quick look at people accompanying you, but no-one really catches your eye.
And no redheads, unfortunately.
“If none of you press it, then you get another 5 minutes, and then again and so forth until a total of 20 minutes pass.”
“And then what happens?” A tall, big-eyed brunette asks.
“Then, if you both want to continue, you get an all-expenses paid date.”
You take a good look at her and realize she might steal your man before you even get a chance to sit at the damn table.
Maybe it would be better this way, you wouldn’t make a fool out of yourself in front of cameras and a couple dozens of people watching.
The make-up room is full of people, scents of setting sprays mixing in the air, slowly making their way into your nostrils. You get seated at the station with a buzzcut short woman with the biggest glasses you’ve ever seen.
When she’s almost done quickly patching up your attempts at doing camera-ready make-up, some guy literally sprints inside the space, shouting like a maniac, tumbling over his words.
“Hi! Hello, sorry for—I’m here for the show, and they told me to—”
“C’mere,” your make-up artist waves at him, completely unamused. “I’m almost done with her and then I can powder you a little.”
Intrigued, you turn to peek at the late joiner.
Your mouth gapes a little when you see him; tall, pale, face peppered with freckles, green eyes and… fiery orange brows and wild hair above them.
“You must have broken quite a sweat running this fast here,” your make-up artist continues, not glancing at him. She is on her last touches, adding some highlighter to the highest point of your cheekbones.
“Uh, no—I mean, yeah. Totally.” He rubs the back of his neck, completely sheepish.
Then, his big eyes stop at you, and something lights up in them.
“Well, hello there,” the redhead walks up, satisfied grin on his handsome face. “Name’s—”
“Flirting’s only allowed by the dating table,” the MUA cuts in, her tone sharp.
“Yes ma’am,” he salutes and blushes like a little child caught red-handed at eating cookies right before lunch.
You can’t help the giggle that escapes past your mouth, and thankfully, he catches it. The pretty boy winks at you and thank heavens that you’re sitting, otherwise you’d be fainting like a lady with her corset tied too tight.
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It’s been over an hour that you’re sitting in the waiting room with other contestants who didn’t get a chance to go yet. Most of it due to the tall brunette you saw earlier, switching every man at the very end of their ‘date’.
As another guy walks away from the table with her, the insanely cute redhead from earlier walks up to her by the table.
Oh hell no.
There goes your chance with him; they’re both very smitten with each other the moment they shake hands and introduce each other.
You barely make yourself listen to their conversation, the live view played on the wall-mounted TV. When the button lights up for the third time, you’re sure none of them would press it.
Good thing you didn’t bet anything on that, because the green-eyed man presses it with the speed of light it looks like, and your jaw is on the floor. Other people with you in the room start cheering, finally getting rid of the big-eyed beauty who ate every man alive for breakfast.
You’re even more shocked when your name is being called out by the 1st AD, and your body goes to the stage on autopilot.
He’s on his feet the moment he sees you, grin wide on his pale face. You swear he moves incredibly fast; maybe he has ADHD? That would fit your type, not that he would need to do anything at all to have you crazy about him.
As your palm slides into his, it’s like a parade of warm sparkles travel up your skin. You introduce yourself with your full name, but then add your preferred nickname, and he repeats it, as if he wanted to feel it roll off his tongue.
“And I’m Wallace, but literally no one calls me that. Maybe besides my teachers in junior high when I was in trouble.”
“So what should I call you?” You sit and ask, still in full shock that you’re here, and he is your first match.
“Wally’s fine, but you?” The grinning boy leans on the chair, casually, before almost lying down on the table, half-desperate to get closer to you. “You could call me anything you want.”
“Alright, anything.” You grin and mimic his position, your elbows wide on the table, hands only inches from his.
“Ooohh, I’m feeling some heavy buzzing over here,” the Button says in its robotic voice.
You feel a flush creeping up your neck, but it’s not like you care. Wally is clearly into you, the way he drills those bright green eyes into your face pales in comparison to what he had going with that tall woman from earlier.
He’s exactly what you wished for, what you came here for. You can't believe your luck, never before any of your wishes came true like this. After this ends, you have to play the lottery or go to a casino.
“How come such a beautiful woman like yourself is on a show like that?”
“I could ask you the same thing,” you smirk and stretch your legs under the table in hopes of finding his shin. Wally’s nostrils flare up when you caress his calf with your foot, followed by his eyelids drooping heavily, his gaze darkening.
You can hear your own heart beating in your ears, pumping adrenaline, oxytocin and every other hormone that makes your belly fill with butterflies, skin itching to touch, breaths to mingle.
“So, Wally here has done a bunch of speed dating shows in the past, but he said they always dragged on for far too long. Is that true today?”
“Absolutely not.” He quips, eyes fixed on you, before darting them down to the table. “Also, if you may, I’m in the middle of something here, Button.”
You hear your name in the chirpy robotic voice coming from the white box between you and your date, “since you two are obviously into each other, I have only one question. Well, two, to be exact.”
“Shoot,” you dare, riding up your foot higher along the line of Wally’s leg. His fingers are twitching, getting closer to yours with every second that passes.
“Do you want to go on a date with Wally after the show?”
You laugh, the sound vibrant and bright and nod your head furiously. “Yes, of course I do.”
Wally's grin gets wider if it was even possible, and immediately after your words his little finger grazes your wrist. Letting out a quiet exhale, you get lightheaded, just like after a drink on an empty stomach.
You are completely drunk with him, and you don’t even know a single thing about him yet.
“And the other question?” Wally hurries the Button, now his foot playing with the hem of your wide leg jeans.
“Would you let Wally kiss you tonight?”
You gasp, the room suddenly feeling smaller, tighter.
You glance between Wally and the Button, the former not taking his eyes off you, waiting, his gaze intense and so intoxicating.
“That and much mo—”
In a blink of an eye you’re cut off, your lips suddenly busy with his, claiming your mouth like your air and he’s been holding his breath.
Wally kisses greedily, like he was starving and you were the first meal he had in ages. His palm is on the back of your neck, tilting your face to the side with his thumb over your cheek. You hum into the kiss, tasting him, feeling like you’re flying.
He parts from you before you could get lost, before you two would get past the point of no return. You're both breathing heavily, your chests moving up and down in sync.
“Let’s get out of here,” Wally beams, walking around the table, reaching out his hand towards you.
You take it and get up, ignoring whatever the Button is blabbing in the background, your sole focus the handsome redhead who may have come late to the recording, but who showed up just in time in your life. He’s leading you to the exit, some on the crew clapping and cheering, some standing shocked and frozen like statues.
When you’re at the door, you grin and wink at him, “and let’s buy a lottery ticket while we’re at it.”
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You barely had time to breath before your second date was casting a shadow over your table with his large form.
You felt your heart skip a beat when you looked up at the muscular man, dressed in a short sleeve, light blue shirt, tan pants and wearing a beautiful smile. He had long dark locks that lay beneath his ears and a soft looking, thick beard.
He placed his glass of amber liquid on the table, before leaning over to offer you his hand.
"Hi, I'm Ari." He smiled as you took his hand in yours and your breath hitched as he leaned over to place a kiss to your cheek, before releasing your hand and sitting in his seat.
"Hi.." You breathed shyly, straightening your back against your chair.
"I'll be honest," He began, brushing his hand through his hair, "I'm not good with all the small talk questions."
"Me either..honestly..." You mumbled in return.
Ari sucked his bottom lip into his mouth, chewing it whilst he appraised you.
"Well good. Then how about this?" He offered, steepling his hands in front of him on the table top, "I don't wanna know where you grew up or who you first crush was. I wanna know something real, something that really defines who you are."
"Wow. No pressure." You breathed with a soft smile, although relieved you wouldn't have to look at that sheet of paper again for this date at least.
"Sorry I know I can be a little intense but, that's me." Ari admitted with a tilt of his head.
You looked up, catching his gaze with your own and noticing the different patterns of blue that swirled around his pupils.
"No it's okay." You smiled softly, "I'd rather you be yourself."
"Exactly. Say it how it is." He grinned with a nod.
"Say it how it is." You repeated shyly, smile still present on your face.
"So. Tell me something." He demanded softly, eyes never leaving your face like he was trying to memorise every detail of it.
"Ahhh jeez okay." You sighed, tapping your fingers on the table as you thought, "Well I guess, just this whole thing terrifies me, if that counts."
"Dating?" He queried with a raised brow.
"Yeah I guess, but just relationships in general." You replied honestly with your lips pressed in a line, "I'm not a good judge of character and I'm a people pleaser, so put those together and you have a great catalyst for abuse or to be taken advantage of."
"I mean that sucks", He replied softly, "But I know exactly what you mean."
"Really?" You squeaked in surprise.
"Yeah really." He repeated.
"Okay...so your turn I guess." You said, placing your hands in your lap.
"You asked for it." He smirked playfully and you let out a small laugh.
"Hit me." You mused.
"Okay well, I'm hard work, a lot to put up with and I'm selfish, can be a real asshole." He said with a slightly more serious look in his face than he'd shown so far, "I put my work before my relationships in the past and I know I'm the reason those relationships ended. I want to end the cycle I just don't know how, or if I'll end up hurting the next woman too."
He sat back against the chair with a disturbed look on his face before he shook it off and returned his gaze to you, smiling softly.
"That's...really honest." You said with a bob of your head.
"I gotta be upfront about it." He said honestly, "There's a reason I'm this age and single but I do want to change and I hope the right girl will help me do that, who knows maybe that's you."
You felt your cheeks heat up at the comment, eyelashes fluttering under his gaze.
"You're blushing." He smirked and your embarrassment spiked. You pulled your hands up to your face and attempted to cover your hot cheeks.
"No don't hide." Ari ordered, taking both your hands in each of his and pulling them away from your face, "It's cute, you're cute."
You thought he would release you but he didn't, instead he rested his hands on the table top, arms stretched out over the cloth and kept both your hands cradled in his.
"Right back at ya." You breathed with a shy smile.
"Well I guess we have that in common then." He flirted.
"I guess so." You breathed as the corner of your lip stayed twitched upwards.
"So how long have you been single?" He asked, "Can't imagine it's been that long, sweet thing like you."
"Umm about a year or so. Something like that." You admitted with furrowed brows, "What about you?"
"Few years." He sighed, "Divorcee and dad of one."
"Oh wow, you have a kid?" You gasped.
"That bother you?" Ari asked with a crease between his brows.
"Not in the slightest." You smiled, "I love kids."
"Well I'm glad." He grinned back, "Was worried you'd cut me down to 5 minutes instead of 8."
"Haha no definitely not." You replied, feeling his hands hold yours a bit tighter than before.
"What are you doing after this?" He asked with a smirk.
"After this? The speed dating?" You queried in surprise.
"Yeah, tonight." He added.
"I dunno, probably heading home." You shrugged.
"Well I wanna know more about you." He flirted and his gaze grew more intense, "So on the off chance you want to grab a drink, I'd be more than happy to keep you company."
"Really?" You squeaked.
"Yeah, you're gorgeous, sweet, seem like a real catch, but 8 minutes isn't long enough for me to win you around on my end." He added playfully.
"I think that's what the match cards are for." You said with a brow playfully raised in his direction.
"Well then I gotta wait days for these folks to call me and tell me if you matched. Then I gotta wait longer for your info and longer for a date." He reeled off with a playful annoyance.
"Very true." You smirked.
"Exactly, why wait through all that when we're both in the same place right now." He flirted.
"I..uh..." You began as the nerves kicked in from his offer, though you couldn't deny it sounded fun.
"Hey there's no pressure." He said reassuringly, rubbing his thumbs along your knuckles, "I won't hold it against you if you say no, although I do pull some great puppy dog eyes that'll have your heart melting for days."
"I'll remember that." You chuckled back.
Your body jolted and your hands slipped from Ari's when the bell suddenly rang, startling you.
"Damn. It really does fly when you're having fun I guess." Ari sighed, the smile slipping from his face.
"Yeah it does." You responded with a flat lipped smile.
You watched as Ari stood and smoothed his palms down his pants, before swiping up his glass from the table.
"Well if you fancy that drink, I'll be waiting by the bar at the end of the night." He smiled down at you.
"Okay...Ari.." You smiled back shyly.
"See ya beautiful." He said with a wink before he walked away.
You slumped back in your seat with a sigh. You'd only been on two dates and you already felt like you were going to need new ovaries, how would you survive the rest?
Hey, I Just Met You, and This is Crazy [BuckTommy | Rated: G | 2.9K]
He'd definitely clicked the wrong square somewhere when he signed up because this—this was a room full of dudes.
No one had noticed him lurking in the doorway yet.
He could sneak away.
No harm. No foul.
...but.
...but—he was trying to be open to new things and experiences and none of the dates he'd had with women lately had gone anywhere plus wasn’t there that saying about trying the same thing over and over again and expecting different results so maybe shaking things up was what he needed?
Just this once?
He could mingle and make small talk. If he didn't feel anything—anything different—at least he'll have had a nice night with a couple of drinks and maybe some new workout tips, judging by the quick glance he'd taken of the...glutes in the room.
Right, so...no harm, no foul. Buck took a deep breath and stepped up to the table where two guys with perfect, shiny smiles were handing out name tags. “Hi, I'm Bu—Evan? Sorry, um, Evan Buckley?”
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Went to a Non-Monogamous Speed Dating event tonight!
The people that run it even run 2 types of non-monogamous speed dating events. One to meet individuals and one to meet couples. I actually went to the couples one by myself to reverse unicorn hunt 😁
I had a ton of fun! I am not really sure if I will end up dating anyone from it yet. But honestly I am just so happy that something like this exists. When I first heard of polyamory I don't think I would have even been able to fantasize about something like this existing! We have come so far and it is amazing! I am really grateful to the organizers and community for these kind of events.
Plus I at least met a lot of people to play Magic The Gathering with.
