𝓣𝓸𝓶 𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 - 4

First Date - 𝐀.𝐑

𝐀/𝐍 - All credit goes to the writer farfromharry on Tumblr

Parings → Arvin Russell x Reader

Warnings → none

Summary →You and Arvin go on your first date together, and he's really shy.

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Arvin wasn't sure if he'd ever been this nervous, especially over a girl. The boy hadn't had many crushes in his lifetime, they'd been inconveniences, but it was different with you and he couldn't explain it.

Before he even left to pick you up he had smoked closed to 3 cigarettes, not realising that you were obviously going to smell it on him.

"I can do this." He hyped himself up before he knocked on the door of your home, clutching the flowers tightly in his fists.

The door opened to your mother, her intimidating glare normally enough to scare boys away, but not this one.

"Hi, Mrs. Y/l/n, I'm here for y/n." As soon as you heard the sound of the Russell boy's voice you were off, basically skipping down the stairs until you were in his view.

"I'll be home later, bye mama." You didn't give her time to respond, kissing her cheek and pulling Arvin in the direction of his car.

He chuckled, opening the car door for you to climb in, he handed you the flowers too, seeing the way your smile grew at the sweet gesture.

"Thank you," you whispered.

He hadn't told you where he was taking you, so you definitely didn't expect to pull up to a drive in movie.

"I-Is this okay?" He asked, unable to read your reaction and whether your silence was a good or bad thing.

"This is perfect," you whispered, looking around in amazement, you had never actually been to a drive in movie. Arvin stared at you with heart eyes, trying to ignore his rapid heartbeat every time you met his gaze.

He took a leap of faith and his arm was suddenly thrown on the back of your seat, around your shoulders. You hesitantly shifted closer to him, tucking yourself into his side. His breath hitched when you did so, he hadn't expected you to do that.

"Arvin?" You asked, turning your head towards him. He took a deep breath while you studied the side of his face, calming himself before he shifted in your direction.

"I- uh." You could see the faint blush on his cheeks. "Sorry, I'm really nervous."

You giggled, bringing your hand up to cup his cheek softly. Your faces were so close they were almost touching, and Arvin couldn't help but admire every little thing about your gorgeous face. "Y/n," he began, only to be cut off by you.

"Just kiss me."

So he did. His lips molded with yours and it was cliche, but it was better than you could have imagined.

You pulled away when you remembered you should probably get some air into your lungs, letting out a giggle when he tried to chase your lips.

Arvin rested his forehead on yours, your noses softly brushing each others.

"I really like you." Butterflies exploded in your stomach, and for the first time that night, you were the most nervous one in the pair.

"I really like you too."

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