Kendall knew tonight was the night he had to ask Genny. He wanted to make things official, even though it was obvious they already were. Kendall was a traditional kind of a guy; he just wanted to ask her to be his girlfriend formally.
Tonight, they were headed to the Grove for dinner and just to hang out. Setting his guitar down, he left his bedroom and was out of the house. He didn't really want to stop playing his guitar, as he was in the middle of writing a new song, but for Genny, he would give up anything. He appeared to be in a rush, because he was excited to see his favorite girl. He was more relaxed than nervous, but he knew that would turn around soon enough.
He made it to her building and she was waiting in the lobby for his arrival. When she saw him, she made her way outside and got into the car. "Hey," he greeted her as she entered. He leaned over and gave her a quick kiss. "You ready for tonight?"
"More than ready," she replied. "I am starving."
Kendall drove the two of them to the Grove. "I think the odds are in your favor tonight," he said. He turned slightly to her, but was still focused on the road. When she turned to him, he smile. "This restaurant serves cheesecake."
"Are you kidding?" she asked with a dropped jaw. "Dude, I have not had a single slice of cheesecake since I got here. I love it when the odds are in my favorite!"
They arrived at the restaurant and was taken to their table. "So, are you more excited for the cheesecake than you are to spend time with me?"
"Possibly," she said with a smirk. He started laughing. She got excited over the littlest things. "What's so funny, Schmidt?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Nothing," he replied when they got to their table. "I just think it's cute how you get excited over small things."
She looked up at him. "Oh, so you think I'm cute?" she asked playfully. She wasn't one to flirt, but she couldn't help herself sometimes
Kendall felt his cheeks turning red after being asked the question. Finally, he gave a shy nod. "Yeah... I mean, yes-of course." Leave it to Kendall to always stumble on his words whenever he was around Genny. Sometimes he hated himself because he was never able to act normal around her when they were alone, despite knowing her for a such a long time, but so far, it was his only stumble that night. So far, so good. "But I should let you know," he said while leaning in from across the table. "I tend not to tell people what I think about them. You should be honored, miss," he whispered out with a wink.
After dinner, Kendall and Genny were back at the Santa Monica Pier. There was no one on the beach, so they figured they would spend the rest of the night hanging out there.
This is it, Kendall thought to himself as the girl sat down on the sand. She let her feet sink into the sand and he took a seat next to her. He wrapped his arm around her, his hand resting on her waist. "Genny, I have a question to ask you." Kendall felt the anxiety build up and he wasn't able to push it aside. He never realized how strong his feelings for her were until that moment. He has had girlfriends in the past, but he had never been so nervous to ask someone to be official with him. Kendall was unsure as to why he was nervous, actually. He knew her answer would be yes and considering all that's already happened, they were already official.
She turned to him. "Ask away, I'm all ears," she said. She wasn't expecting anything, so when he asked the first of questions, she was taken back a bit.
"How do you feel about me?" he asked nervously. He did his best not to look down or away from the girl. He knew the answer; he knew she liked him. He just wanted to confirm it.
Genny looked at Kendall with a raised eyebrow. "Do I really have to answer that? It's obvious."
"I know," he said with a playful smile. "I just want to hear you say it."
She smiled and shook her head. Only Kendall would do something like this. "I like you a lot, Kendall." She felt him take her hand and he started playing with her fingers, tracing lines and circles in the palm of her hand. "I like you more than a lot, actually. You make me smile, you're always there and I just love being with you."
He smiled, feeling a sense of bliss as the words escaped her mouth. "Well," he began to say. "I hope you know the feeling's mutual. The feeling's always been there. His voice trailed off as he looked into his favorite pair of chocolate brown eyes and began to get lost in them. He let out a sigh, took a hold of both of her hands and intertwined their fingers. "I know I don't have to do this since we both know where we stand, but..." He tightened his grip on her hands a bit before continuing. "I just wanted to ask you formally. Would you be my girlfriend?"
"I'm pretty sure we know the answer to that," she said with a laugh. "But yes. I would love to be your girlfriend."
He felt the sense of bliss fire at its maximum. The two leaned into each other and their lips met. "I just wanted to ask you formally," he repeated, smiling into the kiss. His lips still moving with her and he was beginning to get drunk with her taste. The one he wanted the most was finally his.
Author's note: WRITING THIS WAS ONE BIG GIANT SIGH.
