The Date

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Y/F/M= Your Favorite Movie

Movie Date:

You and Joe decide to have the cliche date. The movies. You don't mind though, you actually really like the movies. 

Joe will pick you up any second now. You need to get ready. Since it's the movies, you decide to go causal. You put on skinny jeans with  a blue sweatshirt, since its always chilly in the movie theaters. You put your hair in a fishtail braid and put on simple makeup. 

Knock. Knock.

You put on high black boots before walking to the door. You open the door to reveal Joe.

"Hey Y/N." Joe says.

"Hi Joe." 

"Ready to go?" He asks. You nod your head. You walk to his car and get in the passenger seat. 

You get to the movies. You decide to watch Y/F/M. You love that movie. You wanted to pay for the ticket but, Joe didn't let you. You also wanted to pay for the popcorn you are sharing, but Joe, once again, didn't let you. 

You get in the movie theater and Joe found a seat for you. As you are watching the movie you put your hand in the popcorn bowl. You accidentally brush your hand with Joe's. Good thing it is dark in the movie theater so Joe won't see how red your face is. Joe grabs your hand and holds it, without making eye contact with you. You like the warmth of his hand. His hand fits perfectly in yours. Almost like it made for each other. The thought made you blush fiercely.

The credits started to roll in as you got up and stretch. 

As soon we were at you house. Joe walks you up to your house. 

"I had a great time Y/N." Joe says.

"Me too, Joe. Thanks." You gave him a quick peck on the cheek.

"Bye Joe." You said while walking in your house.

Picnic Date:

You are going to have a date with Joe today and you are not sure what he has planned. But, he told you to dress casual. So you put on a light pink staker shirt with a white blouse and you put your hair in a side ponytail. You also did simple makeup.

Knock. Knock.

You go to answer the door and when you did, you saw Joe with a picnic basket.

"Hey Y/N. I hope you done mind a picnic." Joe says.

"Hi Joe. I don't mind at all."

"Great let's get going then."

You walk to his car and got in the passenger seat.

"Where are we going to eat the picnic, Joe?" You asked with curiosity and excitement.

"Don't worry Y/N. I got it all planned out." He says with his eyes on the road.

That makes you even more excited.

After talking in the car with Joe, getting to know each other. The car finally stopped at its destination.

You get out of the car and gasp at the beautiful sight infront of you.

It's a grassy hill with vibrant flowers and one big tree.

"Do you like it?" Joe asked nervously.

"No... I love it." You said.

"Good." He says. He then takes your hand and walks up the hill.

Once you and Joe are at the top. He lays the blanket out for you and him to lay on. It was the classic picnic blanket,  a red a white checker pattern.

You go and sit on it, so does Joe. It was a beautiful view meadow.

"How did you find this place, Joe?" You asked, taking in all the beauty.

"I looked it up online." You chuckle at his response.

"I like it here, it's beautiful." You say.

"Like you. " Blush raise to your cheeks but, you try to ignore it.

"You are so cheesy." You say. He laughs.

"Do you like cheesy?" He asks.

"Sometimes." You say honestly.  

The rest of the date went like that. You talked, you laughed and you ate with Joe.

It was late now and time for you to go home. You and Joe go back in the car and went to your place. You hugged Joe and said goodbye. You both know you will be doing this again. 

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