A/N: Oh my god, I'm touched by all of your reviews and comments ;A; I'm not one of those people that begs for reviews, ever, but whenever I get one I get really fuzzy and happy and ahh~ So it means a lot that I got even 1. Bless you all x3

Sorry I couldn't update yesterday, I had this crazy Chinese project that took me 4 hours long, seriously what the hell. Had no time to write. Now I'm video-chatting but I can still write when two members of my group start talking and ignoring me for a bit xD

Enjoy the fic guys!


Dimitri couldn't contain his smile when Jim's motorcycle could be heard in the distance. The rumbling became louder and more defined, and Dimitri stood up from his spot on the marble steps, brushing off his clothes and taking a deep breath. He still couldn't believe that Jim actually liked him back; it was simply a thought to Dimitri that what if, what if he slammed into Jim for a reason? It's not every day Dimitri got distracted by a couple birds on the power-line.

Okay, so maybe it was every day. But he didn't crash into people every day. And he had a strange feeling in his heart the moment their eyes connected for the first time, even if it took him a while to realize that he was falling for Jim Hawkins.

He was pulled out of his daydream as Jim himself came to a stop on his motorcycle, no helmet (curse him for being dangerous, Dimitri would kill him if he died, or... something along those lines), and an honest smile on his lips.

"Ready?" He asked, and Dimitri swung his leg over the other side of the motorcycle, pressing his body against Jim's. "Yep."

Jim flushed hot, thinking about Dimitri's chest on his back and the feeling of his heartbeat, the small breaths on the back of his neck, and- he shivered as Dimitri's arms wrapped around his waist. He didn't want to know how red his face was at this moment.

Jim jerked his wrist, lifting his feet as they began to move away from the mansion. Soon, the wind picked up, blowing his hair back as they flew down the highway.

Dimitri made a small, pleased humming noise and placed his chin on Jim's head. Jim sunk into Dimitri's shape, blushing as he realized how tiny he was in comparison. Even though he was a bit humiliated, he enjoyed this feeling of safety and protection, with Dimitri's arms securely around his waist. And... Jim bit his lip, not waiting to think about what happened to their hips every time they hit a bump in the road. The last thing he needed was a raging boner in the middle of their first date, talk about awkward.

They arrived at the theater, Jim parking in the lot behind the building and waiting for Dimitri to get off first. Once he did, Jim slipped off and stuffed his gloves in his pockets. He looked up to Dimitri, a small smile on his face as they began walking to the theater.

Dimitri opened the door for him again, and Jim walked inside, gazing around at the small theater he rarely visited. He approached the ticket booth, selected the movie they were gonna see- some new action movie, as Dimitri was fanboying over, with Leonardo DiCaprio.

Jim took his tickets and turned, seeing Dimitri with one large popcorn and an over-sized fountain drink. He grinned. "I hope you like Dr. Pepper."

"Who doesn't?"

Once Jim and Dimitri stepped inside Theater 4, they froze.

Pretty much every single seat was taken. Dimitri looked shocked. "Did the movie come out today? I've never seen this many people in Northern Wisconsin before."

"Apparently so," Jim murmured, looking around for a seat but to no victory. At last, he found something- and it was, quite literally, the only thing open within 50 feet of them.

"There's the... uh..." Jim stopped, feeling his cheeks color at the thought of saying it. He walked over to the seat, which was made for 2 people. "The... lover's... seat..." he trailed off, becoming more and more flustered.

A hand clasped around Jim's, and he looked up, only meeting Dimitri's eyes for a moment before he was dragged towards it and they were seated. Jim blushed deeper and grabbed some popcorn, chewing it to distract him from his racing heart. Dimitri had no problem smiling and putting his arm around Jim's shoulder, pulling him close and kissing his temple as the movie began.

Jim pulled to a stop in front of Dimitri's mansion, the rumbling of the motorcycle slowing to a thin gurgle before going out as he pulled out the keys. Dimitri unwrapped himself from Jim and headed up the steps, Jim following close behind until Dimitri opened the door. He turned around, smiling lovingly to Jim.

"Thank you for the first date, Jim," he said with gratitude clear in his voice. He was filled with a fuzzy, happy feeling he's never experienced.

"Of course," Jim returned bashfully, his cheeks reddening again. "We can go somewhere else sometime soon... just... just call me, okay?"

"With pleasure."

This time, Jim took more time on hugging Dimitri, wrapping his arms around his torso and burying his face into Dimitri's chest. Dimitri held Jim around the waist, inhaling the scent of his hair one last time before pulling some of it back and kissing his forehead.

Jim blushed and managed a small smile up at him. "See you later."

"Later."

Jim pulled away reluctantly and got situated on his motorcycle, starting the engine and rolling away, a mixture of joy and longing in his heart. He had so much fun that night, but he didn't want to leave Dimitri...