Fluff
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Duff and I were on our first official date. We just started dating yesterday. How- let me tell you.
"Duff, you have no right to be mad at me right now."
I stated after barging through his bedroom door.
"I think I do, June-bug."
He said lamely, staring at the ceiling from his bed.
"Why? Just because I went on a stupid date with some guy?"
I practically growled.
"You didn't tell me. I thought we were best friends; you tell me everything. I think I deserved to know."
"I didn't want to tell you because I knew you'd just try to talk me out of it."
"I would no-"
"Yes, you would have!"
I cut him off.
"You always do! I bring up someone I met at the mall, you find something wrong with him. I think someone's nice, and you bash them, I tell you about dates and you always talk me out of them. I'm sick of it Duff. Tell me why you always fuck with me."
I asked the bassist, growing irritated just talking about the situations.
"You wanna know why?"
He asked suddenly standing up.
"It's because I love you, there, I said it."
"You- you love me?"
I asked, shocked he reciprocated my newfound feelings.
"Course I love you Bug. We've been friends since forever, you think I can just be around someone as pretty as you and not fall in love."
He says standing right in front of me, my head tilting up to look at him.
"So, you love me because I'm pretty?"
I teased but keeping a serious facade.
"Not just because of that. The way your blue eyes sparkle when we sit on the roof and talk about everything. When you glow because you see a baby, or a puppy, or a book you want to add to your collection. The way you get along with the boys so easily. How you care for everyone like we were your family. The way your hair flows in the wind, and makes you look majestic without you even trying. How your lips are always smiling showing off your perfect teeth. How a blush always shows up on your cheeks when anyone compliments you. I love everything about you. I'm crazy about you."
Anyways.
So, after Duff and I confessed our love, we may or may not have fucked. I'm not classy, I'm not gonna say 'made love'. Sorry for the brutality. But that's besides the point.
Duff made it a point last night to tell me we were going on a date tonight to make things official official. Obviously, I wasn't opposed to the idea and now here we are.
He had a little candle-lit picnic set up. He had food from that Chinese place I love, a little box that was neatly wrapped, and a radio playing softly.
"Duffy, it's perfect."
I said spinning to face him.
"I'm glad you like it. All I could come up with in two hours."
He chuckled.
"C'mon, lets go sit down.
I complied and sat next to Duff, who immediately grabbed the small box that was resting in the middle of the blanket. I grabbed the box and gently unwrapped it and pulled out two cassettes. One had 'Our songs' and the other had 'June's songs.'
"Duffy, wh-"
"I figured you needed a personal cassette tape. The other one has songs that make me think of you."
He smiled sheepishly.
"They're perfect, but I didn't get you anything."
"You're here. You're fine. Now, baby, let's eat."
We ate and laughed and joked around until our stomachs hurts from laughing and eating so much.
"You having fun baby?"
He asked once he calmed down.
"Yes, but I wish you wouldn't call me baby."
I said in a light tone so he wouldn't think I was upset.
"Why not?"
He asks interested.
"Because that's what my parents used to call me when they were mad at me."
I explain.
"Well, June-bug. Tell me what to call you."
"Well, babe works fine for the weekdays. Sunshine on Sundays, since that's our favorite day. Sweetheart for special occasions. "
I ramble off, blushing when I'm done talking.
"Well, babe, that works for me, but I do have one question."
"Ask away Duffles."
"When do I get to call you Mrs. McKagen?"
He asks, looking serious.
"You, Michael, can only call me Mrs. McKagen when you are completely and perfectly, and incandescently happy."
I smile.
"Well then, how was tonight for you, Mrs. McKagen?"
He asks, kissing my forehead.
"Mrs. McKagen."
My left cheek.
"Mrs. McKagen."
My right cheek.
"Mrs. McKagen.
My nose.
"Mrs. McKagen."
Finally, my lips.
I smile into the kiss and only feel one thing.
Complete, perfect, and utter incandescent happiness.
Pls tell me someone knows where I got this idea from????
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