AN: Special shoutout to American_D00D (AO3) / Mighty J (FFN) and KuronoDono12 for helping me out with this project. Please enjoy!
Reagan
Reagan was having a bizarre day today. First things first, she had an awkward conversation with her mother regarding sex and love. She didn't want to talk about it, but right as Naruto returned with their lemonade, she began to ask her why she hadn't gone out with him, and that was enough for her to get out of there. The fact that her own fucking mom had the audacity to slap Naruto's ass on the way out was more than enough for her to get fuming.
She thought that today's work would distract them from this morning's weird-ass incident, but in a twist of fate, JR bought the dating app RightSwipe for pure blackmail material.
["With all this user data, we finally have enough dick pics to blackmail the two remaining branches of government that we don't control."]
The many screens around them suddenly showed dozens of men's crotch shots, making Reagan gag in disgust.
["Reagan, I want you working late sorting through these dicks."]
She wanted to tell him off so badly. But fuck, she couldn't give up now…
"Yes sir," she sighed miserably, and with that, JR's video chat shut off.
"Three-to-one odds it's the first dick she's seen in months," Myc snickered.
"Oh, I'll take that action." Glenn let out a grin as he reached for his wallet.
"Oh hell yeah, that's easy money." Andre grinned as he reached for his own.
"You kidding me fellas? I'm pretty sure Reagan here does it like there's no tomorrow with Foxy everytime we're not looking." Gigi smirked as she threw in her money.
"W-What the hell? What is this?" Reagan demanded as she blushed. "Are you guys betting on my dating life?"
"More like winning on your dating life." Gigi corrected as Myc began to write down their bets. "Four-to-one she's already sucking Foxy's cock."
"Ugh, why is everyone so obsessed with me getting a boyfriend?" Reagan huffed as she sat back down. Myc immediately placed one of his tentacles onto her head, prompting her to slap it away but it was too late.
"Wow." Myc chuckled. "When she said 'boyfriend', she was thinking about Naruto for a second, and then thought about him being with Gigi. Jesus, I didn't know you were a cuck."
"I want to say that you're going to be with blondie, but the way you're going, I'm pretty sure you two will just die as good friends." Andre said.
"Ugh, fine, how about this for a bet? I'm changing this week's mission." Reagan huffed, throwing down her wallet. "Double or nothing, I'm going to go out with Naruto by next week."
Bear-O was taking Naruto's place as her personal assistance by pushing a rolling white board. Erasing its contents, she spat out, "Then maybe you idiots will stop gossiping about me and focus on work for once."
"You know Reagan, I gotta ask," Gigi finally said, all mirth gone from her voice, "Why don't you just ask blondie out?"
Reagan bit her lip as she suddenly felt her legs turn into jelly at the thought.
"I guess…" Reagan hesitated as she grew conflicted between confessing her worries or to just keep her trap shut. "I guess… it's because he's literally everything I have."
"Continue…" Myc put two of his tentacles together.
"Well… I haven't really had anyone else in my life. I mean, it was just my shitty mom and my shitty dad and Bear-O here." She glanced at the said robot, who just waved at her. "Then...he came into my life."
Reagan let out a small, genuine smile as she remembered the first time she met her Naru.
"He was the only one who didn't get freaked out by my parents or by Bear-O, or even by me. No matter how hard I tried, everyone else just never really stuck around, and so he was the one guy I could actually count on to not leave me."
A dark shadow covered her eyes as she shrank a little into her chair.
"I… I don't know what I'll do if he leaves me for good." she said softly. "I don't know how I'll take it if I ask him out and it all goes wrong. I mean, I don't want to ruin the only friendship I actually have or EVER had."
Reagan then stopped as she realized just how much she was spilling out. The three of them just looked at her in a mix of pity and somber understanding.
"... Wow, that sounds really sad saying it out loud." Reagan sighed, burying her face into her hands. The rest of the N Gang couldn't help but nod silently in agreement.
Just then, the doors swung open as Naruto stepped inside.
"Sorry I was out you guys, the restroom on this floor was still busted up after the prototype firecracker incident," the blond said sheepishly. "So, what did I miss?"
"Oh, Reagan's going to-"
"-focus on getting work done!" she cut in, giving the N Gang a deadly glare.
Naruto raised his eyebrow at this, but he took one look at the board and let out a small frown.
"Ah...I see."
Reagan's eyes widening in horror, she realized that Bear-O had written "Mission - Get Reagan a boyfriend" onto the white board.
"... So, what can I do to help?" Naruto gave a shaky smile.
"... Cuck," Myc muttered.
Reagan took a deep breath as she stood up. Walking up to her first and only friend, she was about a foot away from him, and they both suddenly found the floor to be very interesting.
"Um, Naruto?"
"Y-Yeah?" the blond assassin gulped, a drop of sweat rolling down his forehead.
"Will you…" Reagan gritted her teeth as her heart felt like it wanted to crawl out of her mouth. "... Willyouhelpmegetaboyfriend?"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
The two turned to see that it was the trio behind them, who all facepalmed themselves.
"... Okay." Naruto did his best to give her a sweet smile, but it looked more like he had an upset stomach.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid," she mumbled as she banged her head onto the soundproof foam in her lab.
To make a long story short, poor sweet Naruto helped her set up a RightSwipe profile. Ignoring the fact that he looked like his intestines were about to explode, he did a wonderful job on doing so, especially when considering the fact that her initial selfie scared the living daylights out of the rest of the N Gang.
After a few photo retakes and a little bit of photoshop, she honestly looked pretty cute, and she grabbed a few dozen interests already.
Unfortunately (or fortunately?) it didn't go so well. The first one accidentally saw a couple of files of the dick pics in her bag (something which she didn't know why she still had, considering how Naruto volunteered to take over that nasty job for her, much to her relief). The second one ran away after she panicked, checking just how fit he was for her genetically. The third, well, got his mind wiped after she accidentally let slip about her occupation as being part of the shadow government.
"I just don't get it," Reagan groaned. "What am I doing wrong? Why am I either messing up or getting rejected by almost every man in DC?"
"...Have you tried asking your friend out?" ROBOTUS asked her irritably.
"W-What? N-No, I can't!" Reagan stammered. "I-I mean, what if I get rejected by him? What if we get too close and he realizes just how much of a weirdo I am, and I wind up ruining the only friendship I have in my entire life?!"
"And what if you slip on a banana peel and crack your head open and die?" the crippled machine snarked. "The point is just ask your stupid boyfriend out and quit bothering me with this nonsense."
"...Wait a minute…" his creator's eyes lit up as she began to think of something. Pulling out a small tablet from her lab coat, his eyes quickly scanned its cover.
"Oh no…" ROBOTUS shook his head. "You are not going to turn me into a dating guru. That task is beneath me."
"Your own legs aren't even beneath you," Reagan scoffed. "Please. If you help me, I'll let you watch the second season of Friends."
"...Fine. But only because I get to find out if Chandler finally gets that end table," ROBOTUS sighed, although he failed to hide a hint of excitement at the promise of the reward.
"Alright, this might...give you a headache," Reagan muttered as she plugged in her tablet containing all of the user data for every man in DC. ROBOTUS let out a loud groan as green light shot out of his eyes and mouth.
"Alright, I did it," ROBOTUS huffed. "I found you a good match."
His left eye showed a hologram of a very familiar man.
"...Oh hah hah, ROBOTUS, very funny, pairing me with literally the one guy I know that's not my dad," Reagan huffed as she stared at the holographic photo of Naruto. "Now seriously, give me my match or no season 2."
"As amusing as it would be to taunt you, no, all my calculations lead to this one man, which, for some reason, you seem to be avoiding like the plague."
"...Fine!" Reagan let out an audible gulp as she tried to stand tall. "Fine, I'll message him. But, how should I ask him ou-"
DING!
"GAH!" ROBOTUS watched in mild amusement as Reagan nearly hurled her phone into his glass prison. Fumbling to catch her phone, she found to her horror that Naruto had texted her through RightSwipe!
"Hey, how's it going Reagan-chan? Did you find a boyfriend yet?" Reagan read.
"Seriously?" ROBOTUS groaned as he gave himself a facepalm. "I can't believe he's this dense too. It's official, humanity's doomed."
"Oh man oh man, what should I say, what should I say?" Reagan whimpered.
"Say 'I want to finally go on a date with you.' You're a 100% match. Even you can't screw this up."
"Yeah, I know he'll say yes, but what if I goof up?" Reagan bit her lip. "I need this date to go perfectly. If only I could go on a practice date so I'm ready…"
"Oh, digits! You're not practicing on me!" ROBOTUS scoffed in disgust.
"...Practice my date on a robot…" Reagan's eyes widened as she stood up.
"That is not what I meant," ROBOTUS deadpanned, but she wasn't listening.
"Practice on a robot. Heard you say it. I'm already committed to it."
ROBOTUS let out a groan as he banged his already damaged head into the glass wall. Maybe if he did it enough, he'll either crack the glass or finally kill himself. Either sounded good to him.
Naruto's eyes opened up.
"Hm? Wha-What happened? Why am I only a head? Did something happen? Reagan?! Help me!"
"Ooh, okay, let's try this again," Reagan winced as she cut off the power to Robotic Naruto's head, instantly powering him down. She then took out a tablet used to control her new boytoy.
"Okay, awareness down, reactivity down…" she muttered as she adjusted the settings to her doll. On impulse, she undid her ponytail, hoping that he'll find it cuter or something. "Hair down…"
Once she was sure that everything was good to go, she replugged the power into the head again.
You are a genius, Reagan thought proudly to herself.
After lowering certain mental functions, Robo-Naruto (or Mecha-Naruto) was finally ready to go on a test-date.
Of course, due to the blond's love of ramen, they went to a ramen bar so that she could practice her first date with him. It went pretty well until the real Naruto showed up, and they had to sneak away to avoid getting caught.
She wound up accidentally tripping a waiter, dousing herself with hot ramen. Quickly running out of there, she was ready to just quit on romance when Mecha-Naruto told her that perhaps she didn't have to quit just yet.
A part of her felt weirded out and even guilty about the idea of dating her own robot, but after seeing a text from Myc about him thinking about ordering a single casket for her, she finally cracked.
Thankfully, Naruto was still living in Reagan's lab for now so the new couple could hang out together in peace at her place.
Deciding to take a few days off to finally enjoy her new life of romance, the two stayed home to eat snacks and binge watch TV together.
It was perfect…
...until it wasn't.
She hung out with Mecha-Naruto for two days, only finally realizing what the hell she was doing with her life when her dad of all people reminded her for how long she was cooped up in the house.
After some insults from ROBOTUS about this, she had enough. She finally decided to text Naruto to tell him that she wanted to go on a date with him.
His reply came in instantaneously, and before she knew it, she planned out a date for him at a nearby museum.
It was perfect!
...until it wasn't.
As it would turn out, Mecha-Naruto really missed her so much to the point where he began to dig through her stuff and hacked into her phone and messages to stalk her. Long story short, she found him in the basement creating something as he glared at her.
"I loved you, Reagan-chan," Mecha-Naruto said quietly. "I would've done anything for you. And yet, you decided that you were going to throw me away. So I figured that it was only fair that I did the same."
"What are you-?" Reagan started, before she finally saw what he was making. "You're dumping me for a robot of myself?! Wow, that is pitch-perfect irony."
"I prefer to see it as a win-win situation," he shrugged. "No offense, Reagan, but...I'm having you one way or the other. Just...without those annoying quirks."
Reagan took a look at her robotic clone's data, and her eyes widened in horror.
"Oh no no no," she whispered. "You can't turn its confidence up that high. Do you have an idea how dangerous I'd be if I had zero self-doubt?"
She moved to quickly abort the operation-
"GAH!"
Without warning, a hand snatched her wrist, stopping her from cancelling the creation of her new self. Realizing just how slender the arm was, she realized with a chill who it was.
"Hello, Reagan," Robo-Reagan grinned, before she punched in the control panel to the 3D printer she was hooked up to.
BOOM!
The machine exploded, sending Reagan flying to the other end of the basement. Her vision blurry and her ears ringing, she struggled to push herself off the floor as she stared up at the newest version of herself.
"Bring. Me. Naruto," Robo-Reagan growled as she stepped towards her human counterpart, her eyes glowing red.
"I'm right here, Reagan-chan," Mecha-Naruto said, appearing by her side. He knelt down to kiss her hand, making her eyes narrow. "Now we can be together at la-URK!"
Without warning, Robo-Reagan seized Naruto's mechanical counterpart by its throat, making him gasp and choke as he struggled to free himself from her grip.
CRUNCH!
Reagan watched in horror as Robo-Reagan punched through Mecha-Naruto's chest with her right hand, holding his crushed mechanical heart through his broken body.
"If-If-If you wanted my heart," Mecha-Naruto said sadly, "y-y-you could've just a-a-asked…"
And with that, Mecha-Naruto's head fell into a limp, causing Robo-Reagan to scoff as she dropped his body to the ground.
SMASH!
Reagan flinched as Robo-Reagan crushed the dead clone's head with her foot, destroying it beyond repair. She continued to stomp onto his fallen body multiple times, smashing it into useless junk.
"Now, onto more important things," Robo-Reagan smirked as she knelt down to meet Reagan's terrified gaze.
Reagan felt her neck being struck at superhuman speeds, and she blacked out instantly.
Naruto
"Alright, dude, way to go!" Myc cheered in the background.
"Aw, you guys…" the blond's face turned as red as a fire hydrant as his friends began to cheer for him. Hell, even Brett was here to cheer him on for his first date in ages.
"About damn time that old grouch asked you out," Gigi smirked, taking a few pictures of Naruto in his new outfit.
Gone was his special ops outfit that he usually wore and all of his equipment and weapons, replaced by casual jeans, a white shirt over his top, and an orange sweater to complete it off. His long, messy hair was combined, gelled, and even pulled back into a ponytail.
"S-She's not old, Gigi," he protested. "She's just-"
"Tired to hell, we know," Andre waved him off. "Now come on, dude, try to put a smile on her face, will ya?"
"...Aren't you guys a bit miffed at losing the bet?" Naruto asked awkwardly.
"Normally I'd be fucking pissed," Myc shrugged, "but in this case, we'll just be proud of you two. Now go on, go fuck her brains out!"
"S-Shut up," Naruto stammered, holding back the urge to put the Mushroom Man into a sleeper hold. "And...thanks, you guys."
He gave the N Gang and Brett a quick hug and/or a fist bump, before he left to go on a date with Reagan.
Just the thought of finally expressing his forbidden feelings to her nearly made his heart stop in pure joy.
Reagan
Everything hurt like hell, but at least her ears stopped ringing. Her eyelids finally remembering how to open, she realized that her hands and feet were bound and Robo-Reagan was sitting on the other side of the underground room, preparing herself for her date at super-human speed.
The tablet! Reagan spotted her fallen tablet onto the floor, which had the control settings for her mechanical clone. If she could just reach it-
CRACK!
She leapt back as Robo-Reagan stepped on it with her heeled shoe.
"Oh Reagan, did you really think you could outsmart me?" she sneered. "I'm ten times faster and more confident than you. ...And you have gum in your hair."
"O-Oh yeah? Well, I built the guy that built you!"
"Well, I downloaded your dissertation, and I found several errors."
"No!" Reagan gasped. "Just the punctuation stuff though, right?"
"Pretty much. Anyways, I should get going, I have a date with the real Naruto."
"N-No!" Reagan screamed. The date was supposed to be for her, not for this weird ripoff!
"It's really too bad, Reagan-chan. You threw away a perfectly good man who was probably the only one that could've made you a fulfilled woman. But instead you chose the cowardly route by doing literally anything but the one thing you should've done. Instead of choosing to just talk to him, you chose to pull a Dad on him."
"Shut up!" Reagan cried out as she lunged at her clone, who simply stepped back in amusement as she fell onto her chin.
"Seriously, as much as you hate that man, you seem to be a lot like him." Robo-Reagan's eyes narrowed for a moment to what looked like a look of sympathy, before it turned back to disgust. "You're a real Daddy's girl, you know that? At this point maybe you should hook up with Rand and leave Naruto to me."
Reagan felt like puking at the thought of being her father's personal whore.
"Please...don't…"
"Don't what? Stop blue-balling the poor bastard?"
"You can't! You're unstable. You could hurt him."
"Oh please, you and I both know that he would throw himself off a cliff if you so asked. If I didn't know any better, I'd say he's programmed to love you like this hunk of scrap."
She kicked at the remains of Mecha-Naruto, his ruined head bouncing off the wall.
"Well, gotta go now. I'm going to do what you should've done weeks ago," Robo-Reagan smirked, cracking her knuckles as she walked up the stairs.
"Wait!"
Robo-Reagan turned back to look at her in annoyance.
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why did you destroy Mecha-Naruto? Couldn't you have just taken him instead?
"I dunno, do you prefer the original Picasso or a printed copy?" she snorted. "Besides, if that thing over there went off the rails, he could be a threat. But Naruto? Oh no, he's a cute boytoy who'll do anything I'll say, and if I get tired of him, I'll just break his neck or something without even thinking about it."
Before Reagan could plead or protest any further, Robo-Reagan went upstairs and slammed the door shut, although not before she punched out the lights, leaving her in total darkness.
Naruto
Naruto had to pinch himself again to confirm whether or not this was really happening.
Not only did Reagan-chan just ask him out on a date, but she showed up in a cute red dress with a pretty low skirt and a simple, small black jacket. Her hair was down too, which he found ironic considering how he was the one wearing the ponytail now.
"Wow…" he breathed. "You look-"
"Drop-dead sexy? I know, hot stuff~" Reagan smirked, bending over a little to show off her assets. Naruto turned as red as a tomato as he quickly looked away, although he couldn't help but sneak a couple of peeks back in.
"W-Well, I'll go pay for the tickets," Naruto let out a cough. His fingers shook a little as he opened his wallet to take out his debit card.
SMACK!
Naruto let out a squeak as someone just slapped his ass. Whirling around, his back slammed against the concrete wall as Reagan suddenly began making out with him.
"MMM!" he moaned/yelped as her tongue easily overtook his.
Holy shit, Reagan's on fire today, Naruto thought as his heart nearly blew out of his chest. His heart then stopped as her gentle fingers suddenly crawled onto his crotch.
"Ooh, someone's happy to see me~" she purred, biting his earlobe.
"I-I gotta use the restroom!" he squeaked like a mouse. He quickly freed himself from her grasp and headed for the nearest restroom, much to her amusement.
"Don't keep me waiting~" she yelled as his legs ran in a blur.
…
"Oh man, Reagan's really different today," he panted as he dried his manhood off. Flushing the toilet behind him, he stepped out of the stall to go wash his hands.
CRASH!
"What the- Reagan-chan?"
"Listen, that person out there is not me!" she frantically explained. "She is an imposter, and she's insane, and...oh~"
Reagan stopped mid sentence as she finally got to see Naruto in his new outfit up close.
"...Holy shit, your eyes are like two sapphires," she breathed.
"That's...also what she said," he cleared his throat. He blinked, and it was then that he finally realized that something was indeed up.
"...Huh. Okay, that explains some things…" he blushed as he remembered just how daring and so goddamn alluring Reagan was back there.
"H-Hey, stop thinking about...sexier me and focus on me!" Reagan stammered, lightly punching him in the shoulder. "A-Anyways, I'm going to go take care of her, alright! So just...stay here!"
And with that, Reagan - the real Reagan-chan in a dirty, orange sweater and a pair of stained, dark-blue jeans, took off to finish the imposter, while Naruto just stood there like an idiot, his brain still processing what had just happened.
Reagan
Her laser gun in her hand, she took a deep breath as she quietly walked into the dinosaur exhibit.
It was funny in a way to be surrounded by the ancient titans that once ruled the earth, with the new dominant species now continuing the same battle for sex and survival happening in this very room.
Except this time, the battle was happening between a natural, organic being and its cold, metal clone.
"Reagan."
The brunette spun around, aiming her gun at her mechanical clone, who just smirked at her from behind the giant leg of the Tyrannosaur.
"You didn't think I'd think you'd come? I am you, after all."
"You're unstable," Reagan growled. "I have to decommission you, Robo-Reagan!"
"Well look who's talking," Robo-Reagan snarled as she ripped out the femur of the dinosaur. Leaping impossibly high into the air, she dodged the deadly laser shots that cut through the ceiling as she landed behind her original. Before Reagan could shoot, Robo-Reagan seized her gun, aiming it up in the air as she crushed it with ease.
"I'd rather be unstable than unfulfilled."
Her gun now broken junk, Reagan desperately seized a dinosaur bone behind her to block the downward strike from RR. However, she easily changed the direction of the swing, disarming her with ease.
"Ha, really?! We both know that you got kicked off the softball team for having weak arms, and I am a flawless machine!"
Feeling the weight of the large femur pressing down against her, her weak arms groaned in protest as they threatened to crack under the pressure. So she did the only thing she could do: outthink her way out of the situation.
"With impractical shoes!" Reagan spat back as she kicked RR's right foot. This stunned the female robot long enough for her to slip out from the bone crushing pressure, making her fall onto the jaws of a carnivorous dinosaur.
RR let out a gasp as the carnivore's teeth, which was still as sharp and durable as it was even after so many million years ago, punctured her neck, severing a wire as she quickly rose back up.
Reagan quickly moved to grab an ancient shovel off of the display case.
"Are we really fighting over a boy?" RR grunted, holding a hand to her neck. "We are seriously failing the Bechdel Test right now."
"Oh, right." Reagan froze in her steps. "Quick, talk about something else."
"This weather sure is good," RR said with a shrug.
"Yeah, agreed. Okay, test passed." And just like that, the fight to the death resumed, with Reagan smashing her shovel into RR's face, making her head twist all the way to the back, making her face the wall.
"How about this?" RR proposed as she began fixing her head. "You take Naruto Tuesdays and Thursdays from 4 to 6, and I take Fridays and Saturdays every other month."
Reagan paused as she began considering this deal.
"That would be-"
"-so efficient!" / "-so efficient!" the two of them exclaimed cheerfully, before RR lunged at her with a high kick. Dodging this, the two began wrestling over the shovel. Reagan quickly lost that struggle, and before she knew it, she had her back to the wall as RR began strangling her with one hand.
She gasped and gagged, desperately punching her metal clone in the face, only to be brutally reminded about their difference in nature. RR just smirked as her right hand immediately began to spin around, making a loud whirring sound as she brought her new built-in weapon to Reagan's face.
"Hey, is that from my stand mixer?" Reagan gasped weakly, before she seized the broken wires from her neck. Pulling it, a spark of electricity popped from the green and white wires, making Robo-Reagan stutter and freeze up.
"It's not like you b-b-b-b-b-bake!" RR's eyes twitched and zipped around uncontrollably, and Reagan managed to free herself from her loosening grip before she ran out of the room, hearing her punch a hole through the wooden wall.
Reagan ran for her life, turning to the left to the Gem and Mineral Exhibit.
Naruto, where the hell are you? She screamed in her mind.
Naruto
It wasn't until he heard the gunshots that he finally snapped out of it.
Staring into the mirror, he barely flinched as he punched himself in the face, his nose leaking from the self-inflicted blow.
He wasn't a statue - it still hurt. But it didn't hurt as much as the fact that for a good few minutes, he stood there like an idiot while Reagan was out there fighting for his life.
Am I losing my touch? He wondered as he splashed his face with water. Focus, Uzumaki!
Taking a deep breath, he spun on his heels and kicked open the door.
…
As it would turn out, Reagan had it all covered.
Going to the Gem and Mineral District, there was a giant magnet that she had used to disable her robotic counterpart. Dashing into the room, the last thing he heard Robo-Reagan say was to encourage her to go after the one she loved.
Just as Robo-Reagan's head slumped down, Reagan's head lifted up to meet his eyes.
"...I see you had that taken care of," Naruto sighed. "I'm sorry for not getting here in time."
"It's fine, I had it handled anyways," Reagan smirked a little. Her moment of bravado quickly faded as she turned away, her face looking a little red.
"Naruto?"
"Yeah?"
"Can we...talk outside?"
"Sure."
Reagan
Naruto was only gone for 15 minutes, but it seemed like an hour for her before he finally exited the museum. He had to clean himself up after his nose began bleeding so he needed time to clean himself up.
"Hey."
About time.
"So...what did you want to talk about?"
Oh my. She wasn't as ready as she thought. Her breath seemed to have gotten stuck in her throat as she struggled to spit it out.
"N-N-Naruto?"
"...Yeah?"
"...Doyouwannagooutonadatewithme?"
Time seemed to stand still as she finally managed to say the words she had wanted to say since his return.
But as soon as those words left her lips, she knew it was pointless. The look on his face said it all.
I knew it, she thought glumly, her eyes looking down at the damp ground that turned into an inky blur in the moonlight. Why would he go out with me? I chose a clone over him, then threw away the clone. He'd be better off without me anyway. We should've just stayed as frie-
"Reagan."
Her head lifted up, and she felt his warm lips press against hers. Her eyes widened, staring into his blue orbs with wonder until she felt her eyes close.
It was a cold night, but all she could feel was warmth as she melted into his embrace. They only parted once their bodies demanded air, leaving them gasping and flustered.
"Does this coming Saturday work?" he asked with a small smile.
"...Yeah," Reagan breathed. Stars twinkled in her eyes before she closed them again.
- End of Chapter 4 -