Due to my new-found interest in Assassin's Creed, I have decided to start taking prompts for the Frye Twins and their sibling relationship.
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I am always taking prompts and I hope you enjoy them :)
Prompt from FinnReyfitzsimmonsshipper: If it's not too much trouble, can you do a prompt where Henry and Evie go on their first date?
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This was almost definitely a bad idea.
Ex's always have ulterior motive, Henry definitely should have known that… this was such a bad idea. He's sweating now as the waiter looks over for the third time.
'Play it cool Jayadeep' he thought to himself, 'maybe she's late.'
Except he's already texted the number Lucy (manipulative Lucy Thorne) gave him, and there had been no reply.
Someone on another table side-eyed him, leaning to whisper something to his partner. Henry shrunk further down in his chair.
He didn't usually swear… but fucking Lucy.
A waiter came over, "Sir, may I get you a drink?"
"Another glass of water, please," he said, more meekly than he was probably aiming for. The waiter narrowed his eyes but walked off regardless. Henry checked his phone again…. no message.
He dialled Lucy's number, only to get her answering machine. "Mature Lucy… real mature," he muttered, before hanging up and groaning under his breath.
The glass of water is plopped down on his table, and he said a quiet thanks to the waiter already rushing off to another table.
"Oh, sweetie!" He looked up in shock, expecting Lucy and her blonde hair. Instead, a dark-haired gorgeous woman is climbing into the chair opposite and clicking her fingers loudly for the waiter, "Excuse me, waiter! A glass of red for each of us, the older the better. Thanks!"
"Uh," stuttered Henry, partly because he was really confused and partly because, well, he's not normally any smoother when confronted by bold and beautiful women.
"I'm so sorry I'm late babe, there was such terrible traffic! I think there must have been an accident on the freeway, it was terrible." Her voice is weirdly loud, which added to his complete confusion, until she leaned in, grabbing his hand resting on the table, and whispered, "Okay, if I'm overstepping, feel free to tell me to fuck off but you looked kind of like a sad puppy?"
He winced. Of course, it was only pity that brought a woman so out of his league to him. "I think I've been stood up," he explained.
"Yeah, I figured." She twisted her lips in commiseration. "But if she leaves a guy like you sitting alone, she's a dumbass."
And he couldn't help the flare of hope at that, or at the shy smile she sent him.
The waiter set down two glasses of red wine with a much friendlier smile. Henry took a sip, letting out a pleased sound at the taste. He set down his glasses and saw that the woman is tracking the dart of his tongue over his lips.
Her gaze flickered back to his eyes, but her smile was unapologetic.
He coughed into his head bashfully, because it had just sunk in that maybe she was actually flirting with him. "I, uh, still don't know your name," he says quietly, so that the noisy woman across from them didn't hear.
"Oh, of course," she mimicked slapping her forehead in stupidity, "I'm Evie."
"Pleased to meet you, I'm Henry." They clinked their glasses together, and the way Evie's long fingers curl around the glass does something strange to Henry's gut. "So, how come you aren't on a date yourself?"
"Because my brother is a hopeless loser and needs to rant about his love life… or lack of one."
"Ummmm? You don't have to stay with me, you can go- "
He laughed and Henry, despite his embarrassment, couldn't help but track how her head flung back and her long throat worked. "No…" she giggled, "… honestly, he left about ten minutes with a little bit of Dutch courage in him."
He smiled in relief, "Oh… that's nice."
Her smile widened, "Yeah? Well, I have to tell you Henry," (and the way she said his name sends shivers down his spine). "He left because he was fed up of me looking at you."
And Henry thought, 'I fucking love you, Lucy Thorne.'
….
They decided to continue the date at the local arcade, much to the delight of Evie, who dragged Henry to her and her brother's favourite game.
"Skee Ball?" Henry said confusedly.
"Yep" Evie replied amongst the buzz of the machines and the clank of change pouring out as they stood in the middle of the arcade. "C'mon, it'll be fun!" she claimed as she nudged Henrys' shoulder.
"Well…it's different."
"That's the point" Evie said as she threw the ball up into the air and caught it again. "First dates need to be at least, a little bit different."
Henry gave her a small smile. "Okay, but I've never actually played before."
"Well, luckily for you I just so happen to be an expert" Evie proclaimed. "And I take it very seriously… a natural competitive personality so says Jacob."
Henry watched as Evie threw the ball and it landed in the highest scoring hole. "Wow, impressive" he chuckled.
"C'mon then" Evie encouraged as she handed Henry a ball. "You're going to have a lot of catching up to do."
A while later and the two were walking over to the prize counter. Evie placed her pile of tickets in front of the employee with a triumphant grin.
"Unicorn pencil case"' she said pointing to the item. "Also known as the perfect birthday present for Jacob. He'll either hate it and me, or he'll just go along with it."
The employee retrieved the prize and handed it to Evie. "And for you, Sir?" He asked, turning to Henry.
"Just the eraser for me" Henry said as he handed over his three tickets. "The one that's shaped like a lion, please."
The teen handed over the much smaller prize and Evie connected her and Henrys' arms together as they walked away.
"So… any chance of a second date?"
Evie turned to him and beamed, tightening her grip on his arm and beamed, "Like you're ever going to get rid of me now."
