A/N: Dear reviewers, you make me smile :) The second half of this chapter is my original one-shot that I built the entire story from so I'm really excited to finally be uploading it!
Also, I have just uploaded a Phanfic (like actual Dan/ Phil Phan) with a very fluffy first chapter and very smutty chapters to follow so if you like that kind of thing, please head over there and check it out and I will send you invisible hugs and cookies!
Friday couldn't come soon enough, but when it did, my excitement broke through my sleep at 4:30 in the morning. Unable to fall back to sleep, I decided to get out of bed and search pinterest for ideas for my hair and makeup for my date. I spent my morning scrolling through pages and pages of pictures, searching for something that would be the perfect combination of fun and flirty.
After getting back from university, I spent the rest of the day getting ready and nervously pacing back and forth though Rachel's house. I ended up settling on a pretty yet subdued hairstyle—pulled out of my eyes in a few carefully placed braids with long lose curls down the back. I borrowed a plumb colored dress from Rachel that was open in the back and accentuated my slim waist without drawing attention to my admittedly larger thighs. I paired it with some edgy black pumps that looked big but didn't actually make me much taller—I liked that Dan was so much taller than me—and some chunky jewelry to make the outfit look more casual. It was only a first date after all.
I was just putting the finishing touches on my makeup when I heard a knock on the door. Glancing at the clock, I saw that he was perfectly on time. I looked at myself in the mirror, took a deep breath, then went to open the door.
"Hey Dan," I said, my mouth dropping open a second later. He looked like a god. He was leaning up against the doorframe, feet crossed, and hands in his pockets, wearing black skinny jeans and a nice white button up shirt. He smiled at my reaction and I quickly closed my mouth. "You look beautiful… as always," he said. "Shall we?"
"Let me just grab my purse." As I walked the few steps to the couch where my purse was sitting, I used my borderline-wanna-be-runway-model walk. I put a little extra sway in my hips, making full use of the perfect dress I was wearing. When I turned around, Dan's mouth was now hanging open and it was clear he had been staring. Mission accomplished. He was still speechless when I got back to the door and he just held it open for me as I walked through, smiling to myself.
"So, what's the plan?" I asked when we were in the car.
"Well I have reservations at one of my favorite restaurants. Phil and I go there all the time to celebrate things. Birthdays, 100,000 more subscribers, you know. The usual. Then I was thinking we could go see the new Avengers, if you're into that kind of movie?"
"Oh my god, I have been dying to see it! Robert Downey Jr. is my favorite actor ever!"
"Isn't he amazing? But I have to say, Chris Hemsworth is freaking incredible as Thor."
We continued to talk about the Avengers throughout most of dinner and by the time it was time for the movie, I could not have been more excited. It turned out to be the perfect first date movie too; there were no awkward romantic scenes to sit through (always weird when you are with someone you just met) and it was it was action-packed enough to keep either of us from getting bored but not so intense that we were too distracted to whisper to each other throughout the entire movie. Adorably, under the pretense of pulling me closer to whisper something to me in the middle of the movie, Dan put his arm around me. I snuggled up comfortably to his shoulder and stayed that way for the rest of the movie, tiling my head up occasionally to whisper in his ear, while his fingers drew delicate patterns on my arm.
After the movie, neither of wanted to return home, so we decided to take a walk through the park. As we walked along the winding pavement, Dan casually slipped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer. The streetlights sparkled off the dew that was already beginning to settle on the grass. I thought that our first date had gone well so far. Dan was very easy to talk to and I found that whenever there was a lull in conversation, it was a comfortable silence as opposed to an awkward one. I looked up at Dan and smiled. He really was gorgeous and not nearly as awkward as he made himself seem in his videos. And as I looked up at his face, I could not help but wonder what his lips would feel like on mine.
Suddenly, I felt a drop of water land on my nose. Then another on my arm. Dan and I looked at each other in alarm. It had started to rain.
"Oh no," I groaned.
"Come here." I saw Dan's eyes turn playful. He grabbed my hand and began to run through the park, pulling me with him.
"Dan, where are we going?" I giggled.
"To find shelter, of course," he replied.
We ran hand-in-hand through the grass until he slowed and pulled me under the biggest tree. By that time, the rain was pouring down hard. We stood there giggling for a moment and he wrapped his arms around me to shield me from the drops that were beginning to fall through the leaves.
As the exhilaration wore off and our laughter died down, the atmosphere changed. I looked up at him and saw that playful Dan was gone. His warm chocolate-brown eyes burned into mine and I was suddenly acutely aware of our proximity and the placement of his hands on my bare back. His usually immaculately straightened hair was becoming wavy because of the rain. I had to stop myself from reaching up and running my hands through that adorable curly mess.
He reached up with his left hand and tucked a lock of hair behind my ear, leaving my skin burning where he trailed his fingers over my forehead, past my ear, and down my neck. He ran his hand down my arm and moved both of his hands to my waist. Slowly and without breaking eye contact, he pushed me backwards until my back was against the tree trunk. Taking my right hand in his left, he brought it up to his mouth and, closing his eyes, kissed each of my fingers delicately before turning my hand over and pressing his lips into my palm. He then placed my hand on his chest as he stepped even closer to me, effectively closing the gap between us. He looked into my eyes again as if asking my permission. I wouldn't have been able to move even if I had wanted to. I could feel his heart pounding but it was nothing compared to how hard mine was beating. I was completely enthralled in Dan and the deepness of his gaze.
Ever so slowly, he lowered his face toward mine. I closed my eyes and moved fractionally closer to him in response, waiting for his kiss. My eyes flew open and a shiver ran down my spine as, instead of feeling his lips on mine, I felt his tongue flick across my cheek, whisking away a raindrop that had landed there. He let out a low chuckle at my response and he nuzzled his face into mine. He kissed my cheek softly once… twice… three times. Each time getting closer and closer to my mouth, stopping just at the corner of my lips.
Just when I thought he was going to kiss me, he pulled back and rested his forehead on mine. It was torture having his lips that close to mine; I could taste his sweet breath and I felt its warmth wash over my cheeks. After what seemed like an eternity, he turned his head and with ever so sweet delicacy, his lips locked with mine. It was as though the hands of time had stopped. The sound of the rain faded from my ears and all I could comprehend was his soft lips moving in perfect synchrony with my own.
Eventually, we pulled apart. Dan looked at me through his long eyelashes. "You're so beautiful," he whispered. The look in his eyes and the tone of his voice made my heart stop. One delicate kiss was no longer enough. I moved my hand up from his chest and wound my fingers through his curly hair, pulling his face back down to mine. This time when our lips met, it was anything but delicate. I could feel him smile as I deepened the kiss. His tongue snaked through my lips and danced slowly with mine. With his large hands on the small of my back, he pulled my body in tighter to his. Our hands explored each other: mine running over his chest through his now curly hair, his traveling from my waist to my neck and back down my spine.
Breathless, I broke the kiss. Dan just looked at me and smiled, "you never cease to surprise me."
All I could do was smile back.
Until he kissed me again.