On a Date!

The weekend arrives.

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"Good morning (Name).." Choso cooed.

"Good morning Choso.." I replied, both of our voices sounding hoarse.

Even though we had slept together for a few nights, I could never get enough of his voice. The one that's deeper and rougher than usual.

Choso reaches out with his arm to pull me closer beside him, hugging me so tightly that it almost feels suffocating (but I'm not complaining though).

"Stay with me for a little longer please", he asked softly, lips pouting a little and his eyes staring into mine for approval.

Well I can't deny him that, after all, we have a date together later.

I buried my head in his chest to signal a 'yes' to his question, wrapping my arms around him and feeling his heartbeat go fast.

Haha cute.

After a whole hour of morning cuddles, we got up to dress for our date.

"Choso, which dress should I pick?" Placing two hanged dresses infront of my body for Choso to visualise better.

"Hmmm but you look good wearing anything though, I can't choose. Maybe the blue one?"

I felt a little blush appearing on my cheek, not knowing how to take in that smooth talk.

With my head in cloud nine, I happily agreed to his decision and wore that blue midi length dress he picked.

After getting ourselves ready, Choso brought me to his car, opening the door for me.

Oh wow, that's sweet.

"Thank you", I flashed a smile at Choso briefly, lowering my head to get in the car.

Choso closes the door and goes to his seat to drive the car. He tunes up the volume to 5, sharing his music playlist.

Car music plays:

🎶🎵🎶🎵🎶🎵🎶

'My Type' by Saint Motel

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When there's loving in the air~

Don't fight it, just keep breathing~

I can't help myself but stare~

Double check for double meanings~

I'm a man who's got very specific taste~

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You-you-you're just my type~

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🎶🎵🎶🎵🎶🎵🎶

The music playlist goes on.

Feeling restless, my finger impulsively touches the car screen, scrolling through the music that Choso has.

"Ooooo you listen to Chase Atlantic too?" I turned my head to Choso to ask, excited to hear if he liked the same artist as I do.

Choso glanced at me, noticing that I was smiling widely in anticipation, "So you like them too?"

He mirrored my behaviour and the corner of his lips curled up into a smile.

"OMG yeahhh I do, do you have a favourite song?"

"Haha yeah, mine's 'Swim', you?"

"Me too!" I exclaimed.

A brief moment of impulsiveness sparked into a lively conversation, clearing out the awkward air during the car ride.

"We're here~" Choso cheered.

The both of us got out of our car and walked into a clay painting shop. Choso and I picked our own clays, he chose a pot while I took the coaster.

We both attentively painted our work, stealing glances at one another, chatting and joking until Choso hits me with the-

"Your painting looks so pretty."

"O-oh, thanks Choso, yours looks good too" I replied shyly, feeling a little warm on the inside.

I did not expect him to suddenly compliment my work. UGOWIFJWODU-

After we completed our painting, we handed our clays to the shop staff to bake and took home some souvenirs that day.

But when I thought the day had ended, Choso takes me to an eatery nearby, making sure I don't get hungry.

*********Afternote: never even been on a date and yet here I am. 🥲