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hawuu can i get "Are you blushing?" / "I'm just cold." And Accidentally Matching Costumes For Druig

A/N: HAWUU! I love this for Druig! Thanks for the request, anon!

Grease Is The Word

Summary: You didn’t mean to match your crush when it came to a costume. Really, you didn’t.

Warnings: Fluff all the way!

The front door opened, you grinned as Kingo appeared at the door, whistling as he took in the costume you were wearing. The party was lardy in full swing inside his house, at least 20 people were seen piled in his living room and dancing to the retro 80s music that was blasting out of his speakers and all sporting red solo cups in hand.

"Wow! You look great as....." Kingo trailed off, not knowing who you were. You giggled, doing small twirl in front of him. The black, skin tight leather jeans you were in, fitting like a glove to highlight the curves along your thighs and hips with the black strapless tube top that showed off your waist brought your outfit all together. You also sported high heels, a black leather jacket that was wrapped over your shoulders, bright red lipstick along your lips, and your hair in the fancy curls that matched the character you were dressed up as.

"Sandy?" You asked gesturing to your outfit. Kingo still looked confused, you snorted, “Oh come on, Kingo! Grease? This is Sandy!"

"Ah, gotcha!" He said, you sighing in relief, "Not my favorite musical, but you still look good. Come on in, the others are in the kitchen and hanging out. I need to check on Sprite and make sure she's not staring about story time session out in the background,"

You followed Kingo into his house, hearing the music humming against your skin and bones since it was so loud. People were dancing left and right, dressed in various costumes from the Cat In The Hat to sexy nurses and doctors. You were itching to get a drink to get the cold off your shoulders since it was a bit cooler that evening, and inwardly you were hoping that were was more than just light beer or hard liquor to nurse on.

Finally, you pushed through the kitchen door and the loud music melted away instantly. You grinned, seeing the familiar friend group that you grew to love all huddled together and dinking some of the spiked hot cider that was sitting on the counter. They all saw you and waved, your roommate Makkari dressed as Joan of Arc in makeshift armor glided over to place a warm cup fo cider in yoru hands.

Thank you, you signed at her, Makkari grinning with a nod before she gestured to your outfit, I like your costume!

"You can pull off the Sandy look real well," Sersi hummed in agreement, you blushing a bit from the kind compliment.

"Thank you," you replied, looking around at the group and then raising an eyebrow, "Where's Druig?"

"Waiting on your crush?" Ikaris asked coyly, a grin on his lips as Sersi swatted his arm to hush him. In your mind, you never thought your curls on Druig was obvious, but that wasn't the case with this group. They could see how smitten you were with the black sheep of the group, no matter how you were trying to hide it or move it under the radar. But Druig was a different breed all together: the cool demeanor in his stance and stares to the cool tone in his voice and smiles.

He had a lot on his mind, you itching to unveil it and see what he had in his brain that made him tick. He was also kind, looking to help out those in need without being boisterous about or flaunt it in public. He preferred to do his acts of service in private, whether it was pulling the weeds in his older neighbors yard or paint the homes of the homeless shelters downtown. He was kind to you none the less, always wishing to talk to you and know what was on your mind. The smiles he gave you felt personal and private, more intimate than anything you've ever felt before.

Those butterflies were always there and were intensified over the months you grew close to him.

"He said he would be here 10 minutes ago," Phastos replied, looking at his phone, "I swear the guy likes to keep us waiting,"

The kitchen door swung open, boots were heard on the limonium floor.

"Speaking of which," Gilgamesh said in a snort as the kitchen door was thrown open. You all looked, seeing none other than Druig waltzing into the kitchen with his signature smirk on his face. You saw his costume and for a spit moment, you were frozen solid. It seemed liked everything was slowing down as you two locked eyes and you both froze in your spots. The black T-Bird leather jacket, black tight shirt and fitted pants with boots, hair styled to the side.

You've got to be kidding.....

"Are you two...." Ikaris trailed off, looking from you to Druig, and then from Druig to you. You both were still looking at each other, seeing what the other was wearing and you felt as though you two were the only people in the tiny cramped kitchen. Druig's blue eyes scanning your attire making you looking like you were under a microscope and being analyzed with every part of your costume, and flushness was on his skin.

He gulped. Physically gulped.

"Danny and Sandy?" Sersi asked, sounding a but shocked as Makkari was massively grinning from ear to ear, Phastos was hiding his grin behind his hand over his mouth, Thena was smiling as she cranked her Cider and Gilgamesh was trying not to laugh. You should be embarrassed, but something else was taking over you and Druig was seeing your costume and looking rather..hot under the collar so to speak.

"This is too good," Ikaris snorted under his breath to Sersi, who once again swatted his arm with her fingers as Druig found his voice again for the first time in what felt like an hour when it was only a few minutes.

"You look great," He said in a hum to you, and you heard the hint of softness in his voice as he pointed to your outfit. You grinned, a simple smile that seemed to break the ice a bit as Druig smiled back at you and brought the warmth in your cheeks. "Thank you, Druig. You look....really great too," You complimented him, Druig nodding his head at you and then moving over to the cup that Makkari was holding out to him as you moved out of the way. You were replaying that gaze he gave you in your head over and over, feeling that same sensation of warmth and happiness in your gut as you moved to stand next to Sersi and Ikaris. You might have looked like a silly girl with a massive grin on your face, but didn't care.

You were only thinking about Druig and his smile he gave you.

"Are you blushing?" Phastos asked in a low tone to Druig, whom was rubbing the back of his head with a hint of embarrassment while holding his cider in hand. Druig gave him a scowl.

"No! I'm just....cold," he bit back, Phastos just rolling his eyes as you were watching briefly. The blush on his cheeks was scene, a contrast to his pale skin and his bright eyes made him look vulnerable. There was never a time you ever saw him in such a way, he always held his head high and never letting his guard down for one second. But seeing his vulnerable side for a split moment seemed surreal, and it was from seeing you in a costume he never thought you would be in.

Neither you or Druig saw Makkari, leaning against the countertop on the other side of the kitchen, looking rather smug herself while posting the red solo cup of cider to her lips. Thena walked over to stand next to her, gently nudging her shoulder to get Makkari's attention before she spoke in a low tone so that neither you or Druig could hear her, "You told them to dress as Danny and Sandy without letting the other know, didn't you?"

Makkari just grinning and nodding her head, Thena chuckling and squeezing her shoulder.

"Well, done," She hummed Makkari, who just drank her cider with no sign of her smile melting away.

The End.

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