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Lasting Letters pt. 5 (race x reader)

Requested: nope

Word Count: 1322

Warnings: none

A/n: sorry that this part took so long to write! I had the idea, but wasn’t sure how to write it, but I think it’s pretty good! Also, let me know if you enjoyed it, it would mean a lot!

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I’m pretty sure that that was the best date of my life. I mean, the first few minutes were kinda awkward, but still. I think it went really well.

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Race had come downstairs about 30 minutes after he asked you out to see if you were ready to go. You nodded, bid the rest of boys goodbye, and met Race at the door.

The walk down to Jacobi’s had been pretty silent, aside from the slight attempt small talk . You were both pretty nervous about your first date with each other, even though you were both sure it would go okay.

You figured that the silence would be better than speaking, just in case one of you slipped up. But, in your opinion, it was so much worse. You were sure that Race was feeling the same way, due to the slight glances he took while he thought you weren’t looking, but you knew no one would break the silence.

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When you got to Jacobi’s, he looked at you and Race uncertainty. He wasn’t used to the two of you coming in to the deli during business hours, but lead you to a table anyway. You sat on opposite ends of the table, and eventually, conversation flowed normally like it always had.

The night was shaping up to be the best night of your life, and all you had done was go out to eat with him. As you both started to finished your food, you realized that you never wanted the night to end. Race decided to order dessert, despite your protests on the cost, but you were relieved when he did. Although, the unexpected visitors were a shock.

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Now, you were probably right about going to Jacobi’s when it was closed, not that we didn’t pay, but because of the crowd. I would have liked being alone. I think it would have been more comfortable for the both of us. And if we were alone, Katherine and Darcy wouldn’t have stopped at our table halfway through.

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After Race had ordered dessert, Katherine and Darcy walked through the doors of the restaurant.

She noticed the two of you, grabbed Darcy’s hand, and came over to your table.

“Hey, guys! What’s up?” Katherine asked enthusiastically.

You and Race shared a glance, unsure of how to respond, before he said, “Nothing much.”

He shot you an apologetic look, even though you knew he was just trying to defuse the situation so you could go back to enjoying your first date.

“Oh, well. Do you mind if we join you?” She asked, still oblivious to the fact that you were on a date.

“Sure,” you replied cautiously, as you moved to sit next to race in the booth he was in.

Katherine and Darcy sat down across from the two of you, and you moved closer to Race. He noticed your restlessness from the situation, and took your hand in his. He gave you a reassuring smile in order to tell you that your date hadn’t been ruined, but you still couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable.

You looked over to Darcy, and he seemed to catch on to what was going on as Katherine talked a mile a minute. He kept trying to interject, saying that they should go, but Katherine kept making conversation.

You looked over at Race again and squeezed his hand. He looked down at you, and you smiled up at him. You hadn’t realized that Darcy had told Katherine what was going on. She looked at the two of you in shock.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize that you two were…” She trailed off.

“It’s okay, Kath. Don’t worry about it,” you replied.

“Well, we’ll let you two get back to your evening,” Darcy said, still just as uncomfortable about the situation as he had the first time he sat down.

They got up and left just as Jacobi dropped off the cookie that Race had ordered to you two to share. After the two of you had finished, he stood up and held out his hand for you to take.

“Come on. I have another place we can go before we head back.”

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I think my favorite part of our date though was the walk around the city. Sitting on that same bench that we went to the first day after we sold together, just made everything about the night so much better after we were interrupted.

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Race led you through the empty park to your favorite bench. You had spent many nights sitting on that very bench watching the stars, but tonight it was different. You and Race were different.

You honestly weren’t sure what you were now. Were you two still only best friends? Or were you something more now?

Just like earlier in the day, Race saw you overthinking and grabbed your hand. You laid your head on his shoulder and couldn’t help but smile as he absentmindedly traced patterns on the back of your hand.

The silence that followed then wasn’t the same as before. It wasn’t awkward or uncomfortable. It was peaceful.

You both sat there enjoying each other’s company and looking up at the stars for, who knows how long. After a while, Race started to feel you falling asleep against his shoulder and decided you should probably head back.

He helped you up from your spot on the bench, and wrapped his arm around your shoulders to keep you warm. You followed in suit and wrapped your arms around his middle in order to be as close as possible.

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I knew that our date would have had to end eventually, but I still never wanted it to. I never wanted to let go of you, even though I knew I would have to. I was trying to think of new date ideas as we talked while walking back. Before I knew it though, we were outside of the lodge.

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“Thank you for tonight, Race. It’s been the best night of my life,” you started, still outside of the lodge.

Neither of you were making an effort to go back inside or to move from the comfort of each other’s arms, even though you knew it was really late.

“You don’t need to thank me.”

“I do, but I know you won’t except it and you’ll say that it’s fine. But even, thank you.”

“You welcome,” he responded, cautiously pressing a kiss into the top of your head.

You couldn’t help but smile after he pulled away, even though you hated the loss of contact.

“So, I was thinking,” you started and he motioned for you to continue. “I know a guy who can get us into Miss Medda’s for free, if you want to go tomorrow night?”

“Is that guy you know just Jack?” He laughed when you nodded. “I think we should do that. Just the two of us though, right?”

“Just the two of us. Goodnight, Race,” you said, wrapping your arms around his neck to hug him again.

He hugged back, and you started to pull away. You kissed the corner of his mouth, and headed back into the lodge.

“Goodnight,” he said barely above a whisper.

He stood there watching you as you went inside, and couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face. After composing himself, he went into the lodge up to his bunk.

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So, yeah. Nothing is ever going to top that. I mean, maybe if we get married one day and start a family, but I’m getting way ahead of myself.

Also, I don’t know if I’m counting that as our first kiss or not, since I didn’t get to kiss back. But, who knows. Maybe when we go to Medda’s that will change.

I’m not sure about all of that other stuff, but I’m still sure that I love you. More than anything.

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