#asking out

[13pxrkhxoe13]

How he would ask you out! | Jk

✽ Situation: To which after working with bighit entertainment as a backup dancer and hopefully (one day) debuting in your own kpop group (Despite the nationality difference), you didn't realize that one of the members of BTS has taken a liking to you.

"1, 2, 3, 4, & 1, 2, 3, 4"

The choreographer called out as every person in the training room moved to the beat of the song blasting through the speakers.

"Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday---Seven days a week!"

That was your favorite part of the dance, to which you put your hands above your head and curved them ever so slightly in a circle as you took a step forward and shimmed your hips in a silly motion that some people would say was sensual if anything.

It had been 16 months since you began working here, and still you hadn't been set off for debuting with other girls or even guys at this point. All you had been doing was backup dancing for real idols that had worked their way to the top of the charts and music industry.

However, you knew your time would come because you wouldn't give up.

This was your dream.

Practice ended shortly after it started, for all us backup dancers and trainees at least, only because Jungkook from famous group BTS was coming here to practice again.

I have been his backup dancer for 3 months.

It was against company policy to have certain feelings against idols, so I had to mainly hold myself back from staring at him every time we worked together.

When he walked in everyone went silent and immediately fixed themselves up, including me because I knew this waterfall of sweat on my forehead didn’t help my beauty beneath it all.

He smiled, walked over to the choreographer and began to dance (After putting his phone and belongings away of course).

Everyone else stood in the back, behind the camera that was filming him 24/7 as he danced and made silly faces.

Oh, this man was cute.

The parts of the dance he just couldn’t get right, he would bite his lip ring, pouting slightly afterwards before trying his hardest to correct his mistakes, and most of the time it worked.

“Army~ I hope you are all doing good! I wonder if you are all excited as I am for my new album…”

He went on and on talking into the camera every time he got the chance to.

However, today when the camera shut off and everyone started packing up their stuff to leave for the day—including me—I felt a light tap on my shoulder to which I jumped.

“Jesus!” I breathed, turning around with a hand on my chest to control my heartbeat, which was very necessary after I saw the face in front of mine.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

Jeon. Freaking. Jungkook.

“I Just wanted to come over here and um…” He paused, taking a deep breath before grabbing his phone from his pocket, unlocking it before he handed it to me, “Ask for your number…”

I could see from the way he closed his eyes he was embarrassed and nervous, but definitely not as much as me.

“M-My number?” I stuttered out, looking around me only to see the room empty… only me and him are present.

He took his phone back with wide eyes, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t even ask you! I am just so nervous and all…” He grumbled under his breath, but before he could put his phone away I grabbed the device and held it in my hand, typed in my number in his keypad and handed his phone back, a blush creeping up on my neck.

This is so awkward… but a good kind of awkward.

“Oh…” He bit his bottom lip and smiled, his eyes locking with mine before he bowed his head slightly, “Thank you… You have no idea how long I have wanted to talk to you… to get your number… I just havent had the confidence.”

My lips parted, “Do what?” I asked, “You, Jeon Jungkook, have wanted to get to know me?”

Disbelief.

He ran a hand through his messy black locks.

“Is that so surprising?”

I didn’t know what to say, honestly.

I was grateful this was happening. I just wish I had a warning.

He smiled wider this time before he patted my head, bowed again and stated, “Bye, beautiful. I’ll text you later.” before walking away from me.

I gasped for breath once he left, touching the top of my head and pinching myself hoping it was real.

Did Jungkook really just say he was… desperate… to get to know me?

Was that his way of telling me he liked me?

It had to be, because not a minute later I received a text from an unknown number, saying:

“Hey! This is Jungkook”

"I couldn’t ask you to your face, so here I am texting you not one minute after seeing you, lol.”

“I just wanted to ask you if you were free this weekend, I thought we could maybe go out somewhere?”

Oh my god… this man would be the death of me.

[My Masterlist]

#bts au #bts #bts fluff #jungkook fluff #jeon jungkook #jeon jeongguk #jeon jungguk #asking out #lovers #We delusional

[the-modern-typewriter]

Hi, sorry in advance if you’re not taking requests, but could you write a shy kid rejecting a popular kids confession of love, explaining that their anxiety and introvert nature would hold the popular kid back?

Bc they’re not big into parties for example.

Preferably with a happy ending please!

Thank you!

"I'd hold you back," the protagonist said, earnestly, even as they stared even more earnestly at the floor. They could feel a lump in their throat and the tips of their ears burning. "I mean, I'm not that big on parties, and I get - I get anxious and -"

"-Sorry." It was the first time that Peace Easton had ever interrupted them. They held a hand up in the protagonist's periphery vision, as if to forestall anything else the protagonist might say, and good lord they had such nice arms. "Sorry," Peace said again. "I can't tell if you actually like me, and actually mean what you're saying, or if you're saying it as an excuse because you think I'll be mad if you just say no. Because please just say no if that's the case."

The protagonist's head snapped up in surprise.

Peace Easton was cool. Leather-jacket, effortless, actually really nice and liked by everyone cool. Maybe one had to be with a name like Peace, because there was a lot to compensate for. The point was that the supremely cool Peace Easton did not look so cool right then, they looked decidedly frazzled. Jaw clenched. Fidgety. Lip bitten where they were chewing on it. Frazzled.

"You're killing me, darling," Peace added, the little drawl of a voice they put on not quite matching the genuine twisting nerves in those gorgeous eyes. They tried for a smile, though it came out a bit queasy.

The protagonist swallowed, faltering, because they hadn't thought...

"I do like you," they said. "I mean -" they almost had to laugh. "I've liked you since forever." Like was a little word. They were smitten with Peace.

"Right..." Peace was staring at them.

"I just think you could do better!" The protagonist said. "Then me," they added, lamely, when Peace continued staring and didn't so much as blink.

"Because you don't like parties," Peace said. "And you're shy."

"Yeah."

Peace's head tilted, a fraction, some of their usual composure returning to them. A small smile tugged at one corner of their mouth. "Do you think I've just...not noticed your personality at all before now?"

"Um." It was the protagonist's turn to stare.

"I mean, you are distractingly lovely to look at," Peace said, "but like, still."

Distractingly lovely. They were going to die. Maybe they were dead already. Good dead. That didn't even make sense. The protagonist's brain may have been short-circuiting as they stuttered, uselessly, as their whole face began to heat up.

"I knew you were shy and didn't like parties before I asked you out," Peace said. "I'm not asking you to go to parties with me if you don't want to. And, for the record, this might shock you, but your personality is not actually a turn off."

"It's not?"

"And I think you are exactly what I want," Peace said, taking a step closer. "Who I want. Are you telling me I have bad taste?"

"What - no -" The protagonist's eyes widened, and they froze, torn between the mortification of suggesting that Peace was too dumb to know who they liked, and the squirming sense that a mistake had been made somewhere. That they would hold Peace back.

"No?"

The protagonist wet their dry lips, and felt their stomach swoop as Peace's gaze dipped down to follow the movement. They felt lightheaded.

"If you don't want to date me," Peace said, and their voice was gentle enough. "That's totally okay. You do you. But don't tell me it's for my benefit, yeah? That's not your call. That's not fair, is it?"

The protagonist looked down again. They released a steadying breath. Peace waited, with more patience than the protagonist ever thought they'd be able to muster if the roles were reversed. If they'd asked Peace out, and Peace had said no, they would have been out the door without so much as waiting for the rest of the sentence.

"I like you," the protagonist managed, with all of their bravery. "A lot. If you ask me out again I'll say yes."

Peace reached out, cradling the protagonist's jaw so their eyes met. It felt a shockingly bold, intimate thing to do. Peace's smile was a bright thing, almost too much to look at.

"Will you go out with me?"

And, that time, grinning like an idiot, the protagonist said, "yes."

#fluff #writing #romance #creative writing #story #fic #ficlet #short story #writing snippet #writing community #writeblr #asking out

[creativepromptsforwriting]

Asking out on a date prompts

"So... you free on Friday?"

"Long story short, would you like to accompany me on a date?"

"Can I take you out on a date?"

"Tell me a time and a place and I'll be there."

"Let's skip the small talk and just go on a date."

"I have tickets for that band you like. Want to go with me?"

"There is a new restaurant down the street. Maybe you would like to try it out together?

"I have a book full of date ideas. Want to help me trying them out?"

"Great! It's a date?"

"There is this event, I got invited to. And it says I could bring a plus one."

"Not sure if the banner was already obvious enough, but I would like to ask you to be my date."

"I could show you a good time."

"Come one, just one night. Then we'll see if the rest of our lives will follow."

"You and me? Let's try it out."

"I would love to go with you. Not as friends."

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#asking out #asking out on a date prompts #prompt list #writing prompts #writeblr #creativepromptsforwriting #writing ideas #writing inspiration #creative writing #writers on tumblr

[gingerly-writing]

Prompt #3204

“Just ask out him out!”

“Darling, I love you, but you can’t just ask out a supervillain. He kills people. And I happen to be against getting killed.”

“He won’t kill you! He liiiiiiiiiiikes you. He told me so himself.”

#prompt #my prompt #heroes and villains #hero x villain #asking out

[darkfictionjude]

Hello hello📸! I know I’ve been MIA (new semester has been kicking my ass😭) I miss imre and lorcan (and ofc you to Jude😤) so much, how would the boys react to someone coming up to them and asking them to help them ask out Mc (crushing stage vs relationship stage if there’s a tangible difference?)

Oh hi! I’ve been missing seeing you in my likes 💜 also yeah semester just started for me and it’s getting annoying….

And I’m so glad I have a good memory to remember when I’ve been asked something but I also suck at tagging so I manually have to look for these 😫 I’m just gonna answer here instead

Imre:

In crushing stage he almost rolls his eyes. He tells that person to go ask mc themselves, he isn’t their keeper and he finds it sneaky that you would manoeuvre behind their back like that. No he doesn’t help at all.

In relationship stage he likes, literally laughs out loud but apologizes and gestures towards you. “Be my guest” and watches as this funny scenario unfolds.

Lorcan:

In crushing stage he tells that person to fuck off before they can finish a sentence. He spends the rest of the time making sure they don’t get to speak to you privately.

In relationship stage and shoves them. Raises his fist but doesn’t punch them. Tells them that if they ever repeat those words again he’ll knock every single of their teeth out.

#asks #asking out #jealously #Imre #Lorcan #we wretched creatures

[mikakeya]

The Neighbour Above

((DAY 5 OF CHRISTMAS))

Harvard Hottie (Hayden) X Reader

Word Count: 1,049

Warnings: Fluff

Summary: It's been a year ago since your dog passed on. Christmas hasn't been the same since but maybe it's time to move on with your neighbour, Hayden, and his adorable little Chiweenie puppy.

A/N: I apologise for technically taking a hiatus but I'm back now that I'm on my week break. I think I'll only be able to post this and another fic but as always, I'm working towards finishing the Christmas Masterlist to then be able to go on and write more fics since I already have an idea for Max Burnett.

You got home from work early today since it's Christmas eve and passed by your neighbour's apartment. He was this guy who went to Harvard a few years back since you'd seen him wearing the shirt once or twice. You turned it into a joke however between you and the nanny who babysits the kids above you. But, he'll only ever be known as Harvard Hottie.

You shrugged off the thought of inviting him over seeing as he wasn't home since his shoes weren't on the shoe rack next to his door. You entered your apartment and removed your heels, placing them by the door as you locked up behind you.

You thought about having a fancy dinner tonight but didn't want to leave the house so you decided that you were gonna cook tonight to forget about the fact that it's your late dog's death anniversary.

People would consider it weird to be hung over about an animal but it's usually those same people who've probably never had a pet before in their life.

You sat on the couch for a while as you rubbed your feet. They have been aching excruciatingly at work while you were typing away on your laptop at your desk. You massaged your feet for a while more and got up to take a bath to relax as you cleaned yourself up before getting dressed in a tank top and sweatpants.

As you came out of the room, you turned the tv on. You browsed through Netflix before deciding to turn on, "Friends". You heard the same intro every day and smiled to yourself - at least that never failed to make you happy.

You decided it was time for you to eat as your appetite was calling you forth to the kitchen. You made some pasta for yourself not really feeling the drive to do anything fancy for Christmas albeit already having the Christmas tree set up a week ago.

As you were plating your food, you heard a scratch on the door followed by more scratches afterwards. You set your plate down on the kitchen counter before making your way to the door. You opened it to see a tiny Chiweenie puppy as you looked down at the floor upon hearing its bark.

You bend down to pick it up, smiling as you checked its collar for a name. 'Oscar... What a beautiful name,' You thought to yourself. You were deep into thought playing with the puppy that you didn't hear the proceeding footsteps getting closer to you.

"Hey, I'm sorry if Oscar disturbed you," You felt a pat on your shoulder bringing you out of thought as you looked up to see, Harvard Hottie.

"Hi," You said while admiring him as your jaw dropped but you soon regained your composure before standing up to give Oscar to him, "Here."

"Thank you," He took his puppy back and held it close to him, "I hope he didn't bother you too much... but um Merry Christmas Eve."

"Y-Yeah... M-Merry Christmas Eve to you too," You said chuckling and smiling at him before going back into your apartment as you held the door open still before thinking if you should invite him in.

"Hey um, d-do you wanna come in? If you don't have any plans that is."

He nodded and came inside before you realised that you haven't yet cleaned your apartment and grimaced at the thought as you closed the door.

As he walked in, he admired the place and sat on the couch chuckling seeing 'Friends' playing on the TV. He had put Oscar down and let him roam about the place as well.

You walked to the kitchen to dish out the pasta before serving it to him.

"Here you go, just something light for you to eat... again, I'm sorry that it's not much."

He takes the food and smiles at you before eating it as you sit beside him watching your TV. You looked over seeing that he enjoyed your food as he looked so relaxed. Of course, he caught you looking and opened his arms to extend an invitation for you guys to cuddle as you moved closer to him.

He wrapped an arm around your shoulder as you leaned into him and sigh feeling warm and comfortable before closing your eyes as you fell asleep.

It took him a while to register it before he pulled away to put the plate in the sink as he came back to carry you to your bed. He tucked you in under your blanket smiling to himself before sighing as he made his decision to stay the night.

He closed the room door quietly and went to turn off the TV before sleeping on the couch as Oscar slept on the floor beside him.

The following day when you awoke, you wondered how you got on the bed since you remembered that you had been on the couch last night. Your mind then thought about 'Harvard Hottie' as you got out of bed to leave your room before seeing that he was asleep on the couch as you smiled to yourself.

You grabbed a blanket from the dresser before going out to cover him, but to your dismay, he awoke from the slight brushing of the blanket over his skin.

"Hey, how'd you sleep?" He asked you while sitting up and yawning.

"I-I slept like a baby," You chuckled while answering him. "I'm sorry for waking you up. I didn't mean to but I saw that you were sleeping without a blanket and so I just wanted to cover you with it."

"It's okay," He grabbed your hand, encouraging you to sit beside him as he smiled at you, "For starters, why don't you tell me your name and I'll tell you mine as well."

You told him your name before getting a response from him as well, "I'm Hayden... and I would like to take you out on a date if that's okay?"

You nodded and responded, "I would love that very much, Hayden."

Hayden leaned forward and kissed you gently before pulling away and smiling as he leaned his forehead against yours, "Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas to you too, Hayden," You leaned forward and kissed him again.

#the nanny diaries #hayden #harvard hottie #chris evans #harvard hottie x reader #harvard hottie x you #harvard hottie x y/n #Harvard hottie imagine #holidays #asking out #mention of friends tv show #neighbours to lovers #fluff #oneshot #masterlist #christmas masterlist

[wikiangela-fanfics]

Fictober22 - 26. I'm doing it, shut up

Fandom: 911

Ship: Buck & Maddie; Buck/Eddie

Summary: Buck's nervous about confessing his feelings for Eddie, so he talks so his sister.

Ao3

Words: 1442

Note: I had a completely different idea for this one, but obviously it came out as buddie fluff lmao why can't I write anything else lately haha they're on my mind a lot 😂

***

“So, have you told him yet?” Maddie asks yet again, as she sips coffee in Buck’s apartment. 

“Uh, no, not yet.” he admits, averting his gaze. Ever since he told her that he’s planning to confess his feelings for Eddie, she asks this every time they see each other. Because every time Buck says that he’s just about to – and he really is, but always chickens out at the last moment. He’s scared to ruin their friendship, to be honest. “Didn’t come up.” he shrugs.

“Didn’t come up?” Maddie raises her eyebrows. “So make it come up. You’ve been saying the same thing for months. And listen, I’m not saying you have to tell him if you don’t want to. It’s your decision. But you’re the one constantly talking about it.” she rolls his eyes, but there’s an amused smile on her face. 

“Well, I can’t not tell him. I love him so much, I feel like sooner or later it’ll just slip out, or I'll fucking explode from all those feelings.” he mumbles, his cheeks burning. Maddie just smiles sympathetically.

“Okay. That’s up to you. But how much longer will I have to listen to you pining for Eddie and talking about how much you want to tell him?” she teases. Buck knows that she’ll always be there to listen or give advice, no matter how annoying he might get. Still, she has a point. 

“I’m doing it, shut up.” he chuckles, his cheeks heating up. “It’s not that easy. Sometimes I think that he might feel the same way, but then sometimes not, and I don’t- I don’t want to cross that line and not be able to come back from it.” he looks down and fidgets with his fingers, as his hands lay on the table.

“Evan.” Maddie sighs. “We’ve been over this. You’re both madly in love with each other, just too, I don’t know, insecure or stubborn, or both, to do anything about it. Besides, it’s you and Eddie. I don’t think there’s anything that could happen between you that you wouldn’t be able to come back from. Eventually.” Maddie says earnestly and confidently, as if she’s convinced it’s true. There’s also a bit of annoyance in her voice, because they have been over this every time Buck chickened out. It’s been months. Thankfully, his sister is supportive and patient, and always ready to call him out on his bullshit.

“You think so?” he asks with uncertainty. Maddie levels him with a stare and takes a deep breath. Okay, so maybe she’s not that patient. Buck has asked the same thing for what feels like a hundred times already. “Okay, fine.” he relents. “You’re probably right.” Well, Maddie’s always right, obviously.

“Damn right I am.” she grins. “So when are you doing it?”

“Not sure.” he bites his lip nervously. “Should I just ask him out on a date? Or just- just tell him?”

“Whatever you feel would be better. A date sounds nice, though. But you should make it clear that you’re inviting him on a date. No ‘hanging out.’ So there’s no misunderstandings.” she says firmly, and Buck smiles gratefully. What would he do without his sister? 

“Yeah. Good point.”

“Or you can do both. Tell him how you feel and ask him out.” she shrugs. “Did you have any ideas for the date? Or do you need help with that, too?” she asks, half-teasingly, half just offering help. He accepts it. They talk it through in more detail than they had before, making an actual plan, and Buck feels more confident about telling Eddie. At least a little bit.

When Maddie leaves, Buck hugs her tightly, thanking her and promising to tell her as soon as he asks Eddie out.

***

It’s a few days later, late evening, way after Chris’ bedtime, when Buck finally finds the courage to go to Eddie’s with this one specific purpose. They’d hung out multiple times since his conversation with Maddie, but he just never got around to it. Now’s the time, though.

He knocks on the door, and waits impatiently, fidgeting nervously, not able to stand still. He has no idea what to do with his hands, where do they usually go? He moves them between his jeans pockets and jacket pockets multiple times within just a few seconds. His heart is hammering against his chest. No backing out again. He’s decided. He’s doing it. 

Eddie finally opens the door after what feels like hours, but really is probably barely a minute. Buck takes a deep breath as Eddie smiles.

“Hey, come in.” he looks a bit surprised. They don’t have plans, but it’s not unusual for Buck to come over without notice. “What are you doing here?” he asks once Buck follows him inside, into the living room.

“Wanted to ask you something. Face to face.” he says, and Eddie looks confused and slightly alarmed.

“Okay?” he looks Buck over, noticing him twisting and bending his fingers nervously. “Are you okay?”

“Uh, I don’t know.” he chuckles nervously. “Not yet.”

“Um-” Eddie clearly doesn’t know what to say, he just looks at Buck. “You wanna sit down? Have a drink?”

“First I just need to- I need to say it before I chicken out again. Just let me-” he takes a deep breath, then forces himself to look into Eddie’s concerned, beautiful eyes. He’s so gorgeous, it’s honestly disarming and almost a bit intimidating. Buck almost forgets everything he wants to say. He takes another deep breath, his hands stop fidgeting, and he starts, calmly: “Eddie. I’ve been wanting to tell you something for a while now. I was- hell, I still am, scared that it’d ruin what we have, but I’d be kicking myself if I didn’t at least try, you know? You’re my best friend, and this’ll never change, no matter the outcome here right now. So, sorry in advance if I make things weird.” he smiles anxiously. “I have feelings for you.” he blurts out. “Like, non-friendship, romantic feelings.” Buck adds, his face feels hot, and oh for fuck’s sake, why is he like this? He should’ve written it down and memorized, honestly. “Like, I’m in love with you.” he forces himself not to look away, and sees the shock and disbelief on Eddie’s face. He powers through. “If you don’t feel the same way, I get it, we can just forget about it, it never happened. But if there’s even a chance… Do you wanna go out? On a date? With me?” he notices that his hands are shaking. God, he��s nervous.

“Buck.” is all Eddie says after a moment, when it’s clear Buck’s done talking. He still seems in shock, processing. Buck can’t breathe, waiting for the answer. Then, a slow smile spreads across Eddie’s face. “Buck.” he repeats so softly Buck almost wants to cry. “Of course I’ll go on a date with you.” he’s grinning now, and Buck’s pretty sure his heart wants to jump out of his chest and get to Eddie. His heart belongs to Eddie, after all. “I love you, too. I-” he steps closer, tentatively reaching out, grabbing Buck’s hand and lacing their fingers. Buck doesn't want him to ever let go. “That was a lot. And it was chaotic.” he adds, amused, and Buck chuckles. “But it was very you, and I loved that. I still kind of can’t believe this just happened.”

“Yeah, same.” he beams. “It’s taken me months to get the courage.”

“Well, you didn’t take as long as me.” Eddie shrugs. “I’ve been wanting to tell you, too. For such a long time.” he shakes his head with a laugh. “God, we’re- something else.”

“At least we’re finally here.” Buck squeezes Eddie’s hand gently. He can’t stop smiling. He’s not sure he’ll ever stop. “And it’s all thanks to Maddie, listening to me whine for months.” he admits, and Eddie gives him a quizzical look. “I gotta call her.”

“Later.” Eddie says, pulling at Buck’s hand and bringing him closer. He smiles happily, as they’re faces are mere inches apart. “I love you.” he repeats quietly.

“I love you, too.” Buck can’t believe he can finally say it, he wants to say it over and over and over again. His smile is so wide his face hurts. And then Eddie kisses him, and Buck forgets any worry he’s ever had, happiness overtaking him whole. This is where he wants to be for the rest of his life, in Eddie’s arms.

He fucking did it, he told him. And he’s eternally grateful to his wonderful sister for talking some sense into him.

#fictober22 #fictober #fictober 2022 #buddie fic #buddie #buddie fanfic #buddie ficlet #buck and eddie #fanfic #my writing #wikiangela writes #911 #911 fox #fictober prompts #911 fic #fluff #maddie buckley #love confessions #getting together #asking out #first kiss

[theyraylovehate]

Friendly Love

JAMES POTTER × MALE READER

Masterlist

This was... well I didn't know how to describe this. Atleast to myself. James Potter. My *best friend*. It was stupid. That was the word. *Idiotic*. This could not end well.

James heavily insisted on doing homework with me today. The Griffindor barely kept up with his parchment, I was surprised he even remembered it. The common room is quiet, the majority of our fellow house mates scattered around the school grounds.

"You really need to stop leaving your papers for the last moment." I scold lightly, however, my final page remained blank.

"Oh don't act all smart Y/N. You aren't much ahead yourself." James points out, gesturing towards my paper.

Ink drips onto the page, deep in thought. It's been on my mind for weeks and this wasn't the time nor place I imagined it but... his features under the soft candle light, the sear concentration keeping his face relaxed and calm... he almost looked beautiful.

"Hellooo? Earth to Y/N?" James says, my thoughts come rushing back to reality with a jump. "Woah calm down there mate. You alright? We can pick up in the morning." He offers, a slight concerned expression across his face.

"Huh? Oh! Sorry there. Just.. thinking 'bout something is all." I say, trying to lighten the mood with a soft laugh.

James examines my features closely. Watching his eyes shifting over my face makes me nervous, causing a light flush to become apparent across my cheeks.

"Are you alright mate? This is the most I've seen you concentrate all night." I say, laughing nervously as I lean back in my seat.

"What's wrong with you man? You never act like this? What have you been thinking about to make you like this?" James questions.

My heart sinks as I stare back at him. His eyes could read me, they've always been able to. I was like a window to him while he was a brick wall. He breaks the gaze first, clearing his throat before ducking down to continue he's sad excuse for a paper. I get up the courage to reach over, gently placing a hand over his quill.

"James?" I start, swallowing hard. "I... I need you to just stop for a moment and listen." I say, slowly pulling the quill from his fingers. His eyes travel up to meet mine once again as he leaves back.

"Alright. Go ahead." James says, his leg bouncing under the table.

My fingers lightly tap the wood of the table as I take in a couple deep breaths.

"I was just wondering if.. maybe you'd like to go to The Three Broomsticks with me this Friday after our classes?" I ask calmly, my eyes trained on my lap.

"Mate we already go to there every weekend." James says oblivious.

"No James.. I mean just me and you... like a-a date?" I finally say it, squeezing my eyes shut. *'Holy shit what if he doesn't like men?'* I think for the first time in weeks.

There's a long, stress inducing silence. "I'd love to." James finally speaks up.

My eyes snap up to look at him, searching for any sort of humor across his face.

"Really?" I breath out, my shoulders visibly relaxing.

"Sure. What do I have to lose? I'd love to go with you."

#james potter #marauders #x reader #male reader #james potter fluff #friends to lovers #asking out

[jhsharman]

"heart art"

This does not follow the pattern where the edited line is a lob back to a story earlier in the digest, so I have no idea the reasoning for the alteration.

#Archie Comics #Jughead #Dilton Doiley #Suzy #Asking out #Overcoming shyness #Chalkboard #Cupid #Matchmaker #Word balloon #Dan Decarlo Jr #1983

[folk-ever-lore]

LOVE + FEAR

this is for @boldlyanxious ilysm

“I think I have an idea,” Stephanie said with a wicked grin on her face as she pulled up a chair and sat down next to Marinette in the coffee shop.

“What is it?” the other woman asked with a smirk on her face (and a groan ready if needed). 

“Well, it’s probably stupid-”

“No, no. It isn’t stupid,” she reassured. “Tell me!”

“I was kind of thinking that maybe we could perhaps maybe we could perhaps maybe go see a movie tomorrow?” Stephanie blurted out, fumbling over her words a fair bit. Her heart pounded in her chest, thumping over and over again. God, she was so nervous. 

“Of course,” Marinette replied cheerily, “I’d love to. I’m not sure why you were so nervous though - what are friends for if not having fun together.”

She shook her head at the bluenette. “No, not a friendship thing,” she said carefully, watching her words with her nerves. “I was wondering if you wanted to go to the movies on like maybe a date?”

“Ohh,” Marinette murmured. “That makes so much more sense.” She looked up at her best friend with a wide smile displayed on her face, “I’d love to go on a date with you Steph.”

“Really? Oh my god, that’s brilliant! I’m so glad you said yes.”

“I’m really glad I said yes too,” she said with a bit of blushing lighting up her face. “Do you want to hear a secret?”

“Absolutely,” Stephanie nodded curiously.

Marinette blushed more heavily and admitted, “I’d been trying to get the nerve up to ask you to go on a date with me for weeks, I’d just never managed to do it.”

“Oh wow. I’m so glad I managed to do it first then.”

“Hm?”

“I get bragging rights,”Stephanie replied with a smirk.

“I- no you don’t,” chuckled Marinette. 

“Are you sure about that?” she said with a cheeky grin.

“Positive.”

Stephanie stuck out her tongue after laughing, “Must be true then.”

#maribat #mlb x dc #dc x mlb #marinette dupain cheng #stephanie brown #steph brown #stephanie x marinette #marinette x stephanie #mari x steph #steph x mari #stephinette #getting together #date #asking out #first date #mutual pining #mutual feelings #cute #lesbian #sapphic #wlw #bisexual marinette #pansexual stephanie

[machetelanding]

OMG! OMG! OMG!

I had a date today! A date! A date! My first one in an embarrassingly-long time. Over the last month I’ve been hitting it off with this girl at work. A little over a week ago she nervously asked for my number one day before leaving, and then one day this past week she decided to stay a little late after getting off her shift to wait for me to go on my lunch break, and we drove down the street to get burgers. I asked her out afterwards, and she said yes! Today I picked her up and we had an early dinner and then went to see a movie. It was a great time!

#my musings #date #dating #jobs #work #coworkers #asking out #dinner #movies #excited #excitement #omg

[witch-of-fanart]

Meeting the Father page 37

SHE SAID YES!!! and yeah Ace you totally played it cool.

#meeting the father #powerpuff girls #gangreen gang #ace ggg #becky oc #asking out #she said yes #ace plays it cool #lying to the court

[itsreaditandwow2]

It’s hard out here for a simp.

💭

#Meme Monday #Home Alone #Home Alone memes #crush #asking out #first love #Valentine's Day #20th Century Fox

[kangaroosmile]

Hot chocolate 🎄

description: Again and again Chan ends up in front of the café Minho owns. But today is different. Today someone gonna ask somebody out to eat.

pairing: Chan x Minho

genre: café crush, Chan has a crush, Minho is whipped to but don't tell him, first date

word count: ~ 1.6k

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Chan was standing in front of the café again. The café with the very cute barista, Chan definitely did not have a crush on since he first saw him. No, absolutely not. Impossible… Alright, maybe not so impossible. His fingers were starting to get cold so he decided to finally step into the café. No matter how often he had told himself it would be the last time he would visit the café he came back again and again. As soon as he entered the café the smell of coffee and sweet pastries hit him and a soft smile appeared on his lips. When he closed the door behind him warmth hugged him like an old friend and Chan let out a little sigh. At this time the café was nearly empty. He walked up to the counter and came face to face with said very cute barista and also the café owner. His name was Minho.

"I see you haven't dropped dead yet", said Minho. Some people would have found his words rude but to Chan it showed that Minho cared about his customers and knew his regulars. Chan grimaced and rubbed his neck.

"Well your café is like a drug. Even of I wanted to not come anymore I could", Chan joked. "And I don't even like coffee that much."

"What?" For a second Chan was scared Minho would be mad about his words but when they met eyes he noticed Minho looked rather confused than mad. "Why haven't you said anything earlier? I could have made you something without coffee." Chans ears started to feel hot.

"I didn't want to be a bother. And you are clearly a café for coffee."

"Nonsense!", Minho stated. "What can I get you?"

"Do you have some hot chocolate?", Chan asked shyly. Minho nodded and started to work. Chan looked around. The only other customer in the café right now sat too far away to have heard what they had talked about.

"You can sit down…" Minho stopped, tilted his head and raised one eyebrow.

"Chan. I'm Chan", the older man introduced himself.

"Chan-ssi… sit down." Slowly Chan nodded and decided to sit down in front of the window. He sank down into the comfortable chair and got his laptop out of his bag. He still had some work to do.

A few minutes later a steaming cup was placed next to Chan and a plate was slided on the table.

"I didn't ordered this", muttered Chan and nodded towards the plate.

"I know. I'm not stupid. But it's on the house today", Minho explained. Surprised, Chan looked at the pastries and then at Minho.

"Thank you", mumbled Chan with a wide smile on his lips. He watched the other man walk back behind the counter. With a small sigh he looked back at his laptop and started to type again. After a moment he took a sip from his cup, eyes lighting up. He turned towards the counter and held a thumb up when Minho looked into his direction. A small smile appeared on Minho's lips, he nodded before focusing on washing glasses again.

Chan worked for hours. He didn't even notice them passing. So it took him by complete surprise when Minho stopped in front of him.

"I'm going to close now", the other man explained. It took a second till the information sank in but then Chan stood up abruptly, nearly throwing everything off the table. "Slow down tiger. I still need to clean up. You can stay as long as I'm working." With pink cheeks Chan nodded, sat down again and continued his work. Or tried at least. He watched Minho close the door and change the little sign from open to closed. Chan continued to work as Minho cleaned the tables and checked his cash. When the other man started to place the chairs on the table, Chan stood up and started to help him.

"Thanks", muttered Minho.

"Of course."

Chan grabbed his belongings because it seemed like Minho was ready to close the café. He stepped out first and turned to see Minho lock the door. The latter stepped back and met eyes with Chan.

"Thanks again. See you next time." Honestly Chan didn't want to go. It felt wrong to just go now but slowly Chan turned around ready to go.

"Are you hungry?" Surprised, Chan looked back.

"Are you like this to everyone?" A light laugh escaped Minho.

"Do I look like I would ask just everybody out?"

"I don't know…" Minho let out a sigh and shook his head but a little smirk appeared on his lips.

"Listen", Minho started. "You came into my café at least twice a week for months, looking all cute and adorable. I wanted to get to know you."

"You found me cute and adorable?"

"Yah! Careful." At that Chan started to giggle.

"I didn't say anything."

"Good, good", mumbled Minho. "So where do you want to go?" Chan looked down at his feets with a smile and then looked up again.

"There is a ramen restaurant just a few minutes away", Chan explained and pointed behind him.

"Sure let's go." Minho started walking and Chan followed him right after.

Soon they were sitting in front of eachother in a really filled little restaurant.

"So Chan-ssi tell me, what are you always doing while you sit in my café?", asked Minho after they had ordered.

"Oh just writing some lyrics", he muttered, quiet embarrassed.

"Lyrics?" Chan nodded.

"I'm studying music entertainment but two friends and I we also write and produce songs sometimes."

"Ew so creative", said Minho but to Chan it sounded like be didn't mean it. "How old are you?"

"I'm 26", Chan muttered.

"Damn you are so old." For a second Chan grew nervous. He had guessed Minho would be around his age. Had he been wrong?

"How old are you?", he asked after a moment of hesitation but he needed to know.

"I'm 25."

"And you are calling me old? I'm just a year older than you!"

"Still old", replied Minho with a straight face.

"Unbelievable."

"It's gonna be fun to tease you about it", chuckled Minho as he leaned a bit forward. Chan started to pout. "You can pout as much as you want. If my cats can't break me you will absolutely not."

"Oh you have cats?" Minho nodded, pulled his phone out of his pocket and started to show Chan pictures.

"That is Soonie, this is Dori and that one is Doongie."

"They are so sweet", mumbled Chan, too focused to notice that the waitress served their ramen. With an amused smile Minho nodded towards the waitress and pulled back. As Chan looked up his cheeks turned into the color of ripen strawberries.

They ate in silence for a while.

"When did you open your café?"

"Oh well I worked in the same café part time when I was still going to school because I needed some money. The old owner handed me the café over when he turned 60. They said they wanted to travel with their wife around the world one last time." Minho started to smile and Chan guessed the younger man was thinking about the old owner. "It's my café for three years now and I'm really happy about it."

"I will be honest with you, I think it shows. That you are happy in what you are doing." And Chan meant every single word. For a long whole Minho didn't respond but when he looked up to meet Chan's eyes the latter one noticed Minho small warm smile.

Soon they had finished they ramen. They paid and let the restaurant.

"Thanks for inviting me." Minho nodded and then looked up to the sky. He took a deep breath of the old air.

"On saturday I have a dance competition. If you want, you could come and watch."

"Ew how creative", Chan replied, using the same words Minho had used earlier. Minho simple ignored it but a short shook of the corner of his lips betrayed him. "Just tell me when and where and I will be there. Obviously I can't let the chance slip away to see you dance." Chan was a little bit fascinated about the fact that Minho danced.

In one gliding move, Minho grabbed a post-it from his jacket pocket and placed it into Chan's open hand.

"There you go. It's my number", Minho explained. "But be aware should you spam me, I will find you and make sure you will stop." Chan didn't know why but he couldn't hold his laugh back. Somehow he couldn't take him seriously.

"I don't think you would."

"Try me", the younger man replied with a smirk on his lips. "I have to go now. Today was a good day. I hope I will hear from you soon."

"Get home safe."

"You too, Hyung." With one last wave, Minho started to walk away. For Chan it had been a good day too but he still couldn't believe what had happened. Maybe he was just dreaming everything but even his mind wouldn't make up such a thing. It would have been way too realistic.

Maybe he would not have a bad conscience the next time he visited the café. With a wide smile he tipped Minho's number in. He would definitely text him soon. He packed his phone away and started his walk home.

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#stray kids #skz #kpop #bang chan #lee know #winter #chan x minho #café #first date #asking out

[closettedsubboy]

Not me fantasizing about my work crush asking me out.

#femboy #msub #relationship goals #possesive love #i just wanna be a goodboy #dating #asking out #strong women #gender neutral

[bunburyingqueer]

Jily Headcanon:

The first time James asked Lily out, he was really, really sweet and she felt bad for turning him down (at that point he wasn’t bullying Severus yet, it was more of a throwing insults at each other phase, which Severus often started). Then he asked her again. And again. And again. And it became casual, it didn’t mean anything when he asked her out anymore. So, that’s when she started to hate him. She felt ridiculed and embarrassed everytime he asked her out, because he said it like that. When passing her in a corridor, when asking her what grade she got, heck, even in the middle of an argument! Then he started bullying Severus. He’d ask her out while picking on het best friend! She started loathing him. And then, in sixth year, he layed off. He didn’t ask her out a single time. Seventh year, they became friends. And then he asked her out again. It was sweet, like the first time, and they were alone. She said yes.

Of course she did, it was James Potter.

#harry potter #marauders #jily fandom #james potter #lily james #lily evans #asking out #headcanon #headcanons #james & peter & remus & sirius #severus snape