A/N: This might be just slightly out of character for Olivia and Fitz, but I hope you all enjoy! If you have any suggestions or requests for a first time, feel free to tell me in the comments or message me with your idea.

First Date:

Olivia didn't even know that Fitz had planned a date for them until he showed up at her door. "Hi," he said. She tried to hide her smile as she replied, "Hi." He was wearing a casual button-down shirt and dress pants, surprisingly. The campaign was almost over, and today was one of his days where he had no stops or any speeches to give, and Olivia would've thought he would want to dress casual and take a break. "What's the occasion?" She asked him.

"Actually, I was thinking that we could go on a date," he said. Olivia was actually shocked. "A date. With you," she said flatly. "That's the general idea." Good God, he was serious. "Fitz, you do know that I'm your mistress, right? And that cheating on your wife is frowned upon by the American people?" Fitz frowned when she said the word 'mistress', and replied, "Yes, Olivia, but I'm tired of sulking around in hotel rooms, stealing moments that never last for long. It's time for a real date. We can say it's a business thing."

It didn't take long for Olivia to hesitantly agree. She went to get changed, and then grabbed her purse and her phone. Fitz led them into a limo that was waiting at the door of the hotel, and then they were speeding down the highway. "Where are we going?" Olivia asked, looking out the window, at the blurring lights and buildings they were passing. She knew it was probably some fancy diner, fit for the Governor of California, but when Fitz gave his answer, she was definitely surprised: "Gettysburger."

Olivia was quiet a moment, and then laughed. Besides her, Fitz seemed relieved that she was fine with their destination. "Gettysburger. Casual!" Olivia smiled "Well, it is our day off, and I didn't think you wanted to sit in some restaurant with such poise and elegance like we normally have to for the campaign stops." "You're right," Olivia replied gratefully, realizing just how accurate Fitz was as the limo slowed to a stop.

When they walked in, there was no one else there. The single teenage boy behind the counter looked shocked when he saw them, and stammered something about how he loved the country as Olivia tried to suppress her laughter. Fitz eventually managed to order something for the two of them, gave the boy an autograph, and they took a seat in a booth.

He was sitting across from her, and he reached across the table to hold her hand. For once, Olivia made no protest, accepting the gesture. When the boy came with their food, Olivia surprised herself by enjoying the burgers and fries, a meal that she hadn't had in a long time, what with her fancy boarding school upbringing and her usual diet of popcorn and wine. Fitz smiled at her enthusiasm, and when they were finished, walked around the table to sit next to her.

"You like?" He asked, smiling. "Definitely," Olivia replied, leaning her head against his shoulder. "We should do this again," Fitz said. "What, a date?" Olivia teased him, and he laughed, Olivia feeling the vibrations in his chest as he did so. "Yeah, a date." Olivia nodded silently against him, and although she was enjoying the moment thoroughly, she knew that they would have to leave soon.

Evidently, so did Fitz. He sighed, laying his hand on hers. "One minute?" he proposed. And although they were in a slightly shabby Gettysburger, sitting in a faded booth, it didn't make their moment any less special as Olivia pressed herself closer to him and replied quietly, "One minute."