Summoner's Folly // Darkiplier X Reader ✔️

14. A Date With Dark

Dark paced around the living room nervously while you were getting ready. Each step echoed in the quiet space, a stark contrast to the rapid thudding of his heart. To distract himself, he let his mind wander, absorbing every detail of your home. He noticed the way the sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting soft patterns on the floor. He observed the mismatched cups in your pantry, each one holding a story of its own. The trinkets on your shelves spoke of your personality, eclectic and full of character. Even the scattered papers on the coffee table, stained with tea and marked with scribbles, revealed a glimpse into your life. With each passing moment, Dark felt himself becoming more acquainted with you, as if he were piecing together a puzzle of your existence.

You carefully selected the best outfit from your closet, each piece chosen with meticulous attention to detail. As you adorned yourself, the anticipation bubbled within you like a fizzy elixir, excitement tingling in every nerve. A date with Dark – the mere thought sent shivers down your spine. How had he managed to shed his godhood? Why had he chosen to embrace humanity? Questions swirled in your mind eager to be answered.

With a final adjustment of your attire and a touch of perfume, you stood before the mirror, taking in your reflection with a mixture of nerves. This was it, your wishes finally coming true. As if on cue, a soft knock sounded at your bedroom door, pulling you from your reverie. With a quick intake of breath, you called out for Dark to enter, your heart pounding in your chest as you waited for him to step into the room.

When he slowly entered your space, you couldn't help but notice the way his stare lingered on you, taking in your appearance with a softness that sent a warm flutter through your chest.

He hummed while taking you in with his eyes, his voice barely above a whisper, "You look incredible."

A shy smile graced your lips at his compliment, blush dusting your cheeks as you took in his appearance as well. Despite relinquishing his title as a god, he remained a masterpiece of divine craftsmanship, a timeless beauty that transcended heaven itself.

"Thank you," you replied, "You're quite dashing yourself."

The air between you crackled with unspoken words and unexplored emotions, the moment hung in the air as if by sheer threads. But amidst the nervous energy, there was an undeniable sense of familiarity, as if you had known each other for lifetimes.

With a subtle smile, Dark extended his arm towards you, a silent invitation. And as you intertwined your fingers with his, a sense of serenity washed over you, as if you were finally coming home. His hands were still cold, you guessed that's one thing that wouldn't change but it was fine, you'd warm them up for him.

The evening sun cast a golden glow over the streets as you strolled side by side, the world around you buzzing with life and energy. You were staring at Dark's, supposedly, nonchalant face as he tried to remain cool and he couldn't help but tease you about it.

Dark glanced at you as he caught your gaze lingering. "Enjoying the view?" he quipped, a tug at the corners of his lips.

You rolled your eyes, nudging his side with your elbow. "Oh, please," you retorted, a smile dancing on your lips. "I was just admiring the scenery."

He chuckled, a melodic sound that sent a shiver down your spine. "Sure you were," he remarked. "But I have to admit, I don't mind being the subject of your eyes."

You laughed at his shameless flirtation. "You're unbelievable."

You tried to steer the conversation away from the banter before your cheeks could betray the heat that threatened to flush them. "So," you began, clearing your throat to mask the flutter of nerves, "where are you taking me?"