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Hi, I don't know if this is too long or really descriptive but can you do a Baekhyun scenario where him and the reader like each other but he acts as if she means nothing to him because he's afraid of getting rejected, like he even treats her bad even though the rest of the members treat her good. So when she confesses to him he rejects her because he was shocked. But then she starts hanging out with her male best friend whom she used to be in love with and Baekhyun gets really jealous.

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Stupid

Request - I’m so sorry this took me ages. Like I said, my laptop broke and now my phone is broken, also I’ve been procrastinating. I still haven’t done most of my summer homework. I’m so sorry but I hope you enjoy!!

Baekhyun x Female Reader

Fluff / I guess I could say, Slight Angst

PG

1405 Words (Yikes, sorry if it’s too long)

“SUPRISE! Happy Birthday [Y/N]!” 

Everyone cheered, as you walked into the restaurant in utter shock, everyone but Baekhyun... He was sitting at the table looking at his phone with earphones in. 

At 11, you two became best friends. Even for the months, he was training to debut in exo you had remained close and became friends with all the members. For this reason, you still spent a lot of time now you weren’t. With every passing day, you seemed to become less and less significant in his life.

“[Y/n], blow out the candles!” Chanyeol and Jongdae rushed towards you with a cake enthusiastically.

“Be careful, Chanyeol,” Jongdae whined as Chanyeol almost dropped his side. You blew out the candles and walked towards the table. Junmyeon pulled out a chair for you, a chair next to Baekhyun. You could see him shift away slightly in your peripheral. 

The other boys were so nice, they all treated you like Baekhyun did all those years ago. Now, he made you feel so small, you never said anything because you liked him. You didn’t want to, but after he became distant, you realised how much you did. You almost hated yourself as much as you presumed he hated you. 

It was midnight, the surprise party was over and you were angry. You had to say Baekhyun had done an impeccable job of ignoring you, you were mad. He didn't even get you a present this year. You were furious and wouldn't take it anymore. Baekhyun said he was leaving early to Xiumin next to him and just left. You took off after him and followed into the night.

“Baekhyun!” his steps faltered then he walked faster to his car. “BYUN BEAKHYUN!!” you ran up behind him and kicked the back of his knee, causing him to fall.

“What the hell was that for?!” he huffed angrily, wiping wet gravel of his hands. You walked in front of him, he looked up at you through his fringe. “Haven’t I made it clear? I don’t want anything to do with you anymore? Or are you too stupid to realise?” without a second of thought you slapped him and the sound echoed down the street.

“I can’t believe after everything you've done to me- I like you.” His eyes widened in shock.

“You what?”

“I like you Baekhyun - I've liked you for years. No matter how much, I want to I can’t stop.” tears fell from your eyes. He wanted to hug you and apologise but he couldn’t. He was ashamed of what he had done to you. In fear of getting rejected by someone, he was sure would never love him back, he doomed himself. That’s when he realised he didn’t deserve you and said,

“You really must be stupid.” and drove off...

- Time Skip -

It had been a few weeks since your birthday. Fortunately, you hadn’t seen Baekhyun or heard of him from any of the other members of exo. Things seemed to get a bit awkward, so instead of talking to them, you started talking to some old school friends more. When Baekhyun debuted, he didn’t seem to want to spend the time he had between schedules with you so you made other friends at school. You seemed to get along with boys better so you made another male best friend, Jaehyun. And he started to become your best friend again. 

“[Y/n]!” You turned around to the tall brown-haired boy walking and waving at you.

“Thanks for taking me to the cinema, Jaehyun.

“No problemo.” he chuckled giving you a bright smile. You remembered when you had a little crush him back in high school but now you knew better than to fall in love with your best friend. 

“Shoot! I think I left my phone in the toilet, wait here.” Jaehyun groaned as he quickly ran off. You gave him an annoyed stare then sat on a bench, smiling to yourself. You were almost happy again.

After a few minutes, you heard a loud laugh and turned in excitement knowing it was Jaehyun’s. All excitement drained, along with the colour in your face, as your eyes met with the black-haired shorter man standing next to him. “[Y/n] look who I found!”.

“It’s Baekhyun, haha.” saying his name hurt your heart a little. 

“I haven’t seen him in ages! You guys used to be so close.” he looked so delighted to see Baekhyun, the opposite to what you felt. “Baekhyun I hope you didn’t forget about us after debuting?”

“Actually, I still talk to [Y/n].” If ignoring you for years was talking to you, then he wasn’t telling the biggest lie you’d ever heard.

“Really?! [Y/n], you didn’t tell me you were still friends with him. We should all meet up sometime!!”

“Yeah,” I said with fake enthusiasm

“I was actually about to call you, [Y/n].” he smiled at you as if he hadn’t rejected your feelings a few weeks ago. “Jaehyun would it be okay if I took [Y/n] for a bit? We need to discuss something really important.” 

“Sure, but you better bring her back,” Jaehyun said warningly then burst out laughing. Baekhyun garbed your forearm and dragged you behind a few trees.

“What are you doing with that guy?” I said angrily as if he had the right to be.

“Why do you care? Do you think after all the pain you caused me you have the right to talk to me?” You saw him shrink a little, remembering what he had done.

“Answer my question.”

“We’re friends. I don’t get why it concerns you- we aren’t, we have been for over 5 years.” He let out a deep sigh.

“Didn’t you have a crush on him? He annoys me, don’t talk to him anymore.” you scoffed in disbelief. He was wasting your time and he didn’t deserve to be talking to you. You couldn’t believe you had made friends with someone like him. You turned around to walk off but stopped when he said,

“I’m sorry, [Y/n].”

Guilt seemed to be the only emotion on his face. For a split second, you wanted to forgive him.

“Is that all you have to say?” you continued walking away, promising yourself not to look back this time. He yanked your arm turning you round to face him. He cupped your face and pulled you into a kiss, it was full of desperation. After you recovered from the shock, you hated yourself for it but, you kissed him back. He snaked a hand down to your waist pulling you closer to him. He pulled away.

“I’m sorry. I’m really the one that’s stupid. I only treated you like that to get over you, but it didn't even work. I assumed you would never like me back. I truly love you but I don’t deserve you. I was so horrible to you, I don’t think I could ever forgive myself. I wouldn’t expect you to either.”

“B-baekhyun...” you stuttered, trying not to cry like he was now. “I-”

“I’m too late your with Jaehyun and-” 

“Stop- I’m not going out with him.” you interjected bursting into a fit of laughter.

“But you had a huge crush on him,” he looked at you quizzically.

“Yes, I HAD a crush on him.” he looked a lot happier.

“Do you still have a crush on me?” the dark-haired boy playfully asked as he frantically searched your eyes for an answer.

“Yes.” your cheeks grew warm.

“Then will you- will you go out with me [Y/n]?”

“Yes!” He grinned and you could see him shake with excitement.

“So, you’ve forgiven me?”

“If you treat me right- I might consider it.” you flashed him a cheeky grin.

“Oh, how I will,” he said with a peak. Both of you started walking back to Jaehyun, and he whispered distastefully, “Hey, now you're with me stop hanging out with that guy.”

“Are you seriously jealous?

“Absolutely, positively not! Who do you think I am?!?!” he flailed his arms around in denial. You looked at him in astonishment,

“Let’s just go, stupid.”

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Minho

Fluff - ☁️            Angst - 🌩

Alright (☁️/🌩)

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Can I request a minho drabble to visiting his foreign s/o's family and realising she doesn't get on with her grandmother/aunt/something but is polite out of respect for her parents - but is often frustrated to the point of tears. Sorry if this is a bit specific or awkward! Thank you in advance doll! 😘

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Alright

Sorry for taking so long to post... This was a request, so I hope the requester likes it. You requested a drabble, sorry if it's too long. Enjoy!!

Minho x Female Reader

Fluff/Slight Angst

PG

298 Words

The air was tense. Everyone in the room kept an awkward silence, except her.“So where does he work?” she addressed me and hadn’t bothered to talk to Minho directly for the past 3 hours.

“I’m a musician,” he answered for me, clutching my hand to ease my anger. Her judgemental stare piercing right through me.“Oh, I’ve never heard of you before.” she spat as a bitter look washed over her face.

“They’re very popular in South East Asia.” I defended with a fake smile. She had been digging and digging, trying to find something to scrutinise my boyfriend. She was my favourite uncle's portentous second wife, the worst out of the two. I was almost at breaking point. My mother noticed and invited me into the kitchen.“I can’t take it anymore. Who does she think she is?” I whispered.

“(Y/n) please, just be nice.”

“ME! NICE TO THAT?” still whispering animatedly throwing my hands up.

“For me (Y/n), please. She may not be blood-related but your uncle loves her. Just try to endure it a little longer.” she pleaded with everything. Suddenly, Minho walked in, “Minho, I’m sorry. I won’t invite her next time.”

“It’s okay,” he turned to me. All I could do was hug him, I sobbed silently. “Don’t cry.” he caressed the back of my head.

“I’m so done with her. H-how dare she judge my perfect boyfriend.” he stood there comforting me, telling me not to take anything to heart and that he would handle it. “Now - let's get back out there and show her just how perfect your boyfriend is.” A cocky smirk engulfed his face as he led me towards the door.

“Alright,”

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✨  I only write fluff and/or angst.

✨  No smut (I do read it, though).

✨  I write scenarios, series, drabbles, and imagines.

✨  I write AUs (alternate universe) (vampire, CEO, wolf, etc.).

✨  I write MTL (most to least).

✨  Most stories I write are idol x female reader, but ask if you would like there to be a male reader, etc.

✨  I don’t do RP (roleplaying).

✨  If you want you can just ask me random questions, I don't bite.

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✨  Monsta X

✨  I may write for others who aren’t on this list, so ask. Add an alternative in case I can’t though.

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D.O.

Fluff - ☁️            Angst - 🌩

The Way You Smile( ☁️ / 🌩 )

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The Way You Smile

I last posted about 2 months ago lol.... Sorry I’ve been busy, lazy and procrastinating. Don’t worry I’ve come back with many ideas, so I’ll hopefully post more. I hope you enjoy, I tried my best, but I think I'm becoming a bit rusty. Whether you think the ending is sad or happy is up to you. *wink*

D.O x Female Reader

Fluff/Slight Angst 

PG

888 Words 

The sun had disappeared behind the clouds: cloud rain fell down in the place of warm rays of light. 

Where is he?

I had been waiting for almost twenty minutes - in the rain - without an umbrella. “I’m late, sorry.” a warm voice whispered into my ear. He looked down at me holding an umbrella over our heads, smiling.

The sun had returned...

“K-kyungsoo!” I awkwardly looked away, but then I collected myself. I hit his shoulder then yelled, “How dare you leave your friend, no your best friend out in the rain?” 

A friend was all I was to him. 

“Sorry- please don’t be mad...” he pleaded. “I had to talk to Chaeeun,” he leant closer. So many years have passed but I can never seem to get over his mesmerising scent... “I think she likes me!” He smiled again... He smiled thinking about another girl, a girl that wasn’t me. “We’re going out together on Saturday.”

“But we are supposed to go to-”

“The cinema,” his round eyes bulged with realisation. “I’m taking Chaeeun there instead, sorry.” he scratched his head. “I can’t take you there with us, can I... It would totally ruin the mood.” 

“It’s fine,” I grumbled stoically. “I’ll just go with someone else.” The thing is, I had no other friends. All of my family was busy, and I had no other close friends.

“You’re really not mad?”

“No.”

“I’ll make it up to you.” He smiled at me again, melting my anger. “I’ll buy you something to eat.” He took my hand and dragged me into the restaurant. We quickly got to a nearby restaurant, "(Y/n), this place has the best pasta. Chaeeun took me here last week as soon as I tried it I knew you'd love." 

At least he thinks of me when he's with her...

"Okay-" I took a pause and thought, Could I really stand being just his friend? I want him to be happy but I just can't take it anymore. I won't do this,,, "Actually - Kyungsoo, I'm not hungry. You don't need to treat me." I got up and started. 

"Don't tell me you're still mad," he pouted slightly, everything he did was so cute. I so badly wanted to hate it.

"No, I told you I'm not mad and I'm not hungry, I have lots of deadlines coming up. Bye." I scurried out not looking back. I made my way back to my apartment as quick as possible. I lay on my bed, a few tears escaped. "(Y/n) are you really crying over him? You'll be happier without him and he'll be happier without you." I tried talking some sense into myself. My phone suddenly lit up.

Kyungsoo: (Y/n) are you alright?

Me: Yeah, I'm just doing work...

Kyungsoo: What should I wear on my date?

                   You always help me with outfits for special events.

I couldn't take it anymore.

Me: Soo...

       Let's not be friends anymore.

The sentence sounded so weak. All I am is a friend, something he could easily replace. 

Kyungsoo: How old are you???

                   5... 2??

                   I said I'm sorry. Stop being a baby

Me: no- it's not that.

Kyungsoo: Then what is it? What did I do?

Me: I like you~

He wasn't replying. He had read it. What had I done?

About, 20 minutes later he said:

Kyungsoo: What?

Me: Goodnight.

Kyungsoo: No. YOEI LIEM MR?

                  * Liek mw?

                  ** like me?

                  I'm so sorry...

                  You must have felt so bad when I kept on talking about Chaeeun all the time.

Me: Don't be. It's just stupid selfish feelings. I hope your date with Chaeeun goes well.

Kyungsoo: There not stupid. It's natural to like someone.

                 I must be the worst crush...

Me: I’m tired. Goodnight Kyungsoo.

Kyungsoo: Goodnight... 

                  I’ll talk to you tomorrow.

I put down my phone and drifted off to sleep, hoping tomorrow would a better day. I woke up the next morning to see a text.

Kyungsoo: Meet at the cafe near my place at 12 for lunch.

I didn’t reply, but I decided to meet him. I put my brave face on as I took the bus there. When I got there, I walked to the place we normally sat and unsurprisingly he was there.

“(Y/n),” we just looked at each other as I sat. “I decided I’m not going to the cinema anymore - let’s do something else in-”

“I don’t need your pity, Kyungsoo.” I snapped looking him in the eyes.

“No! It's not that I-i- I’m- I want to say sorry and-”

“It’s fine. I’m busy. Bye.” I got up and left. I stood at the bus stop, I let a tear fall. A hand rested on my shoulder and turned me around. I was pulled close to a warm body.

“You’re not fine. I’m not sure whether we can be friends anymore.” more tears fell I knew I would never see him again. He would be with someone else. “But I want to keep you by my side,” I looked up to see a warm smile. 

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Suho

Fluff - ☁️            Angst - 🌩

Curtain (☁️/🌩)

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Curtain

Sorry, this took longer than expected, I’ve been busy procrastinating. It's emotional (VERY cheesy) I hope you enjoy!

Suho x Female Reader

Angst/Fluff

PG

1,207 Words (my longest yet)

It had been so long since you’d seen him; you thought about whether he missed you every once in a while. The number of time dwindled with each passing day. You wondered if he missed you as much as you missed him after...

* * *

I had to leave; I had gained a music scholarship overseas; a once in a lifetime opportunity, I couldn’t give it up. I would have to give up Junmyeon... It was a 5-year course, I couldn’t torture him for that long.

It was the end-of-year show at school, like always Junmyeon and I performed stealing the show. We finished our song; the auditorium filled with cheers and applause. Seats emptied as we took our bows and the curtain closed. After receiving congratulations from various students, parents, and teachers; Junmyeon dragged me back to the stage, he sat down at the piano he had just played. “(Y/n), I wrote a song for you. Think of it as a parting gift,”

“How did you-” he put his finger to his lips, signalling silence.

After I sing this song Will I see you again? I used to dance with you And kiss you on the lips to this song If we meet again, I would Hold your hands tightly and I would tell you that I still love you If I did that Can you stay with me like that? Singing under the curtain

Tears filled my eyes, he got up and hugged me. “I’ll miss you, but I love you so I’ll wait-”

“No, Junmyeon. I can’t do that to you. It’s five years, I can’t let you suffer for that long. You’ll miss so much, you can find someone else.” he was silent, I felt warm tears on my shoulder.

“There is no one else,” he whispered in my ear, holding me tighter. “I’ve known you for my whole life, ever since I could remember anything, I remember loving you. You are the one; you are the only one.” I could hear the sincerity, I wish I hadn’t, it would have made everything less painful. I pulled away from the hug,

“Junmyeon, let’s break up.” I turned around, he grabbed my forearm pulling me into a passionate, tearful kiss. He held me closer than ever before, I to pulled away.

“I’m sorry,” I ran off stage, I needed to get away before I changed my mind.

* * *

Even though years passed, I could never forget him. He seemed to be fine. He moved back to his home country, Korea, and became successful under a stage name, Suho. He seemed happy: I saw many pictures of him smiling with the rest of the members of the band, he was the leader of, EXO. I tried to avoid seeing him as much as possible but he seemed to always pop up on social media.

I was touring Korea, the five years of training I received had proven worth it - in some way. I too had done well to cement a place in the music industry. My friend surprised me with concert tickets, ever since I found out my tour would stop in Korea my mood had worsened.

As my friend drove out the concert venue, I looked out the window, today was my last day in Korea and maybe I could forget about Suho. I looked at billboard’s all of them were of Suho advertising his concert, that was when I realised who the artist performing was. My friend described him as handsome, an amazing singer, a great pianist and rambled on that he was a part of a huge Korean band, which she hadn’t mentioned the name of. I should have realised who she was talking about then but I was too sad to think properly and just agreed to go where she wanted to take me.

Hopefully, he won’t see me in the crowd.

My hopes were almost shattered as we were ushered to our front row centre seats. It was as if the world wanted to remind us both of the pain. The concert started and Suho strode over to his piano; I thought back to the last time I saw him...

Will I see you again?

...he was playing the song he had made for me all those years ago, tears fell. My friend turned asking what the matter was I lied and said “This song is just so beautiful, Suho’s a great musician, I might listen to him,”

“Well, I’ve never heard this song before. It’s nice that he’s performing it for the first time for his fans.” I chuckled to myself. He finished the song, I saw a tear which he quickly wiped from his face, roll down. He got up taking his microphone.

“I hope you all liked this song, it is very, very dear to me. I hope the person you love will stay with you,” he looked down at me whilst he said his last sentence and sent me a wink. My friend nudged me playfully,

“You're lucky, I got us a backstage tour,” I felt like I was experiencing an unbelievably cruel dream; everything felt like it was straight out of a book. Each step, though bringing me closer to the one I so missed, caused me an excruciating pain. We were backstage. There he stood. He turned around bearing the same beautiful smile, reminding me of all the memories, I could never forget. His eyes widened with shock, he opened his mouth to say something. Nothing left it. “Suho! It’s an honour to meet you. My friend and I really were especially moved by your last song.” She said shaking his hand for a bit too long.

“Thank you very much. Even though I composed that song years ago it felt like it was only yesterday I-I-I was...” he trailed off, his eyes became glossy. Coughing, he continued, “Y/n!” I was shocked to hear my name from him. “I didn’t expect such a star to come to my concert. I have to confess I also went to your last concert in Seoul.”

“Really,” I spoke a little too excitedly, I cleared my throat. “Well, thank you. I hope you enjoyed it.”

“How long are you staying in Seoul for?”

“I’m leaving midday tomorrow.”

“That’s shame. I would have loved to show you around, maybe? Well, I assume there is a next time.”

“Hopefully,” I felt like I was suffocating. I could see my friend laughing to herself.

“Would- could I have your number?” his face went pink.

“Uhh, okay.” After giving it to him, I left as the tour finished. My friend drove us back to the hotel, the whole way she talked about how she was ‘practically cupid’ because thanks to her I met Suho. How Suho and I were ‘basically dating’ after our painfully awkward conversation and that I was lucky to have a friend like her that never fails to ‘come through’. 

After a night of almost no sleep, I woke up. I checked my phone and saw a message:

        Junmyeon

      - I missed you~

     - I found someone...

     - Her name is..

     -Y/n!

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Requested by @mymisstina - thank you so much for being my first requester! It’s longer than I intended, but I hope you enjoy!!! It was a bit hard because I really wanted to make it good, as it was a request... Feel free to request at any time as I want to improve. 

Sehun x Female Reader

Fluff

PG

846 Words

I sat at my desk typing away. Just one more document to finish, one more... I was seriously struggling to keep my eyes open; it was the end of one of a hard week of work. I looked down at my watch 11:39 pm. Work was supposed to finish at 7 but I knew my boss would be furious if I didn’t finish all the work given to me. 11:52 pm. I was finally done, quickly I packed up my laptop, picked up my bag and coat and made a B-line to the exit. I was almost there when something caught my attention. The light in Sehun’s office was still on. Sehun was the first person who was actually nice to me since I started work here. Though we didn’t work in the same department, he was always nice to me when I saw him. I spent my long work days thinking about him and I guess you could say I had developed a crush on him...

I slowly crept up to his office and peeped through the door. “Sehun” I whispered. I went in, he seemed to be sleeping. “Yo, Sleep-hun. I hope you’re not slacking off, go home and sleep.” he replied with a stifled groan. “Sehun, are you okay?” I dashed towards him, he was sweating. He winced at the hand I softly put towards his burning forehead. I shook him slightly, “Se-sehun, what’s wrong?”

“I-I-” he burst into a fit of coughing. ”Y/n? Take, take me home,” I somehow managed to lift him up, even though I almost got crushed by his weight. When I got to my car, I put him in the seat beside the drivers and buckled him in. I got into the car and drove as quickly as possible. I knew where he lived as he had invited me to his house before, but I had gotten nervous I made an excuse not to go. As I set off to his home, I got a call from my roommate. I answered the call.

“Y/n, where are you? You should be home by now, are you on your way?” she said worriedly.

“Well, I’m not sure how long it will take. I’m kinda driving Sehun home.” I whispered the last part in case he was conscious enough to hear me.

“Sehun!! THAT HOTTIE YOU ALWAYS TALK ABOUT! DID YOU FINALLY GET TOGETHER?” my phone was connected to my car speaker, so it was loud. Sehun started to move in his seat. I hope he didn’t hear that.

“NO! I found him in his office; he’s sick I’m just driving him home and I’ll probably drop him off give, him some medicine and get the hell out of there.”

“When are you just gonna tell him you like him? This whole shy thing you got going, it’s not cute honey. Remember when you freaked out that time he invited you to a party, you’re ridiculous just-”

“Bye, I’ll see you later.” I immediately cut the call, praying that Sehun heard none of the highly embarrassing call. Finally, I got his house, dragged him in and onto his bed. After, I went to the kitchen to find medicine. I found some but then I realised he would need to eat something to take it. I opted for soup, it was quick and easy. Whilst that was cooking I put a warm towel on his forehead. I went back to the kitchen put the soup in a bowl and carried it, with the medicine, on a tray into his room. I sat him up slightly and fed him as best as I could, giving him the medicine. He’ll be better by morning, hopefully... Fatigue caught up to me and I started to yawn. I didn't notice it but everything went dark and.....

I heard the birds chirping a sweet song, I felt warm light on my skin. I rubbed my eyes and turned, I froze after I felt a body. My eyes shot open, all I could see was his face. His perfect eyebrows, high nose bridge, soft lips, his deep brown eyes that were now staring into mine, his messy bed hair...  His deep brown eyes that were now staring into mine, “Sehun! You’re awake,” my face and ears heated up, I nervously laughed. “I’m sorry I just woke up a-and I didn’t mean to sleep with- um in the same bed as you- oh no. I’m so, so sorry, I’ll just leave. You seem better and-”

“This whole shy thing you got going, it’s not cute honey.” he huskily laughed. He must have heard everything, I’m screwed. As I was about to get off his bed he pulled me close to him and whisper into my ear, “So, when are you gonna confess?” he looked me in the eyes. “Or, should I?” after that he just got up “Thanks for looking after me, I’ll make you breakfast. And- maybe later we could go on a date?” 

“Yes,” I replied, too quickly, burying my face in my hands from embarrassment.

“Cute”