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It was no surprise to me when I finally understood that he was the most beautiful person I had seen in all my life.
If Beale Street Could Talk (2018, Barry Jenkins)
Date idea: I will take you out for dinner but instead of going into the restaurant, I am gonna eat you out in the car
Marduk and an Olive Branch
Hi, been a while. This one’s a bit more self indulgence on my part more than anything else. I’ve gotten a newfound crush on some characters and Marduk has definitely become one of them. I think he’s really hot.
Afficher davantage
Date _🔖:: ♡︎
Cute date idea: we go out someplace fun and you ruin me in the bathroom stall before our tab hits the table
Update 31st day (I think): Okay, during this week, we’ve talked some days about random and worthless stuff, but it doesn’t matter, at least we’ve talked to each other.
Anyway, the important thing is that today he’s typed and and he’s asked me to meet up soon (next week). I can’t even explain how I feel, cuz I’m going to see him for the first time and I need him to like me. I’m so nervous!!!
Omg I can’t believe this!
But idk what I want, and idk if I’d be comfortable with him, like, this is a really great opportunity, like, he might be my first boyfriend! And I’m not sure about that, like, I need to solve some stuff about being bi and you know, that kinda stuff.
But I can’t believe this 😭😭
Just me and medusa vibing to Chopin, having our coffee date on a rainy day.
Bye.
Revealing your secret identity to your crush
A date with his (boy)friend ♥️
Coffee Date - Adam Stanheight / Reader
A/N this story was inspired by the song Here With Me by Marshmello. Lol I know I'm old school...
It had been a year since the tragic events of Jigsaw. Adam Faulkner Stanheight was recovering decently, at least it appeared. There were less nightmares occurring, and almost no more mental breaks. But this didn’t make life any easier. Your feelings for each other were one of the biggest problems to be resolved, if only one of you could start the conversation.
It was a quiet, misty, Saturday morning, as you waited in the cafe for Adam. He had agreed to meet for coffee at eleven. You were on time, and it didn’t surprise you to see that Adam was late. What did surprise you was how late Adam wasn’t. He could have been ten minutes late, or maybe even five, but not today. He was only one minute late, and that didn’t seem like it was that bad to you, though it was a first.
Adam walked through the double doors smoothly, the wind blowing his flannel back and whipping his hair into his eyes. The sunlight was behind him at an angle, casting shadow over the entire front of his body.
You shifted in your seat to gaze at him. He went striding confidently over to the counter, put his elbow on it casually, and ordered something quietly, then looked around the room.
His dark, searching eyes found yours and he pushed himself away from the counter, to you.
You spun your stool around to face him. You looked up into Adam’s face timidly. Adam was a very nice guy, who didn’t give a fuck about opinions or whatever you were like on the inside, but some how you got all shy around him anyway.
Adam’s air of boldness seemed very natural, like he didn’t have to think about it at all. But his demeanor always changed whenever he was near you. You weren’t sure the reason for it… or perhaps you didn’t want to be sure.
The barista called his name, and he went to retrieve his coffee. You hadn’t ordered anything; all you wanted was some quality time with Adam.
Faulkner sat across from you, and tipped his coffee to you. “Greetings,” he said formally.
Heart beating and lungs collapsing, you felt an adrenaline rush. Just hearing his voice made you enlightened. You felt like ANYTHING was possible!
You nodded respectfully back. “Greetings.”
He gazed out the window. “It’s a beautiful day for a walk.”
You shuddered. “No. Too cold.”
Adam fixed his eyes on you. “So, how’s the morning going for you? I heard there was traffic on the way.”
“Oh yeah,” you huffed. “Road work. How ‘bout you?”
“Tired. Was up ‘til three producing pictures. I think they turned out pretty good.”
There was delight on his face, as he thought about last night. That smile on his face was perfect. You loved seeing it. Sighing happily, you put your cheek in your hand. “I’m sorry it’s been so long. Family business got in the way. But I’m glad we could see each other today,” you informed him.
“Ah, the damn family!” Adam exclaimed sarcastically. “You gotta watch out for them.” He bopped your nose.
You laughed, Adam seemed thrilled by that. He smiled at you in amusement. “But I do suppose they aren’t that bad,” he added, and took a sip of his coffee.
He examined you while you gazed out the foggy window. You were aware of his gaze traveling down you, but you WANTED him to do it. You lifted up your arms a little bit so that he could get a really good view of your side profile. It was working.
“Sooo,” you drawled slowly. “Any exciting plans for next week?”
Adam stirred his coffee gently, and said, “I was thinking about getting coffee on Saturday.”
You raised an eyebrow at him. “That’s specific. Why are you planning things a week in advance?”
“I want to go with someone.” He looked directly into your eyes.
“Oh…” Your heart sank into your stomach. “Do I know them?”
“I’d hope so,” Adam replied wittily. “It’d be pretty hard to do anything if you didn’t know them.”
“Who are you talking about? My guardian angel?” You shot back.
Adam smirked. “Not your guardian angel. Mine.”
“Huh?” You asked dumbly.
Adam gave you a disbelieving glance, as if to say ‘are you shitting me?’
In a nicer tone, he asked blatantly, with a hint of sarcasm, “Will you get coffee with me on Saturday, dumbass?”
Your eyes stretched wide as the breath was knocked from your body. You gaped at him. “W-What? You’re not serious.”
“Hey,” Adam suddenly changed the subject.
Fuck, you realized miserably. My chance is gone! I should have just said yes! Now how do I tell him I want to go? It’s his time, so it’d look inconsiderate, if I asked to JOIN him during his weekend.
But then on the other hand, if I don’t bring it up he might think I’m not interested. Maybe he’ll ask SOMEONE ELSE!? But what do I do?
Adam nudged you in the ribs softly with his elbow. “ ‘Can I tell you somethin’ just between you and me’,” he sang clumsily.
You chuckled, confused. “Marshmello?”
Adam shrugged, and pointed to the ceiling. “What? I’m not the radio station.”
You realized then that it was the song playing above. “Oh. Yeah, I guess I’m not really observant,” you mocked yourself self-consciously.
Adam didn’t like that. “Not funny. You are observant. And smart. And beautiful. And that’s why this song is PERFECT for us.”
You stared at him. Adam had a good voice for singing, but he always dismissed it self-consciously. “How so?”
“ ‘When I hear your voice I know I’m finally free’,” Adam said with a smile. Slowly, he got up from the chair he was sitting in, and made his way over to you. “ ‘Every single word is perfect as it can be. And I need you here with me’.” He straddled you, and you leaned into the chairback.
You pushed Adam back embarrassedly. “Stop,” you grumbled.
“Come on, sing the next part.”
“No. Not with everybody here.”
“Hurry up. You’ll miss the line!” He insisted.
Before you knew it, you had the words out of your mouth in an instant. “ ‘When you lift me up, I know that I’ll never fall’.”
Adam brushed a hand through your hair. You loved the tingles it gave you. “A-Adam-”
“-What? Does that feel good?” Stanheight interrupted. “I know it does.”
Alarmed, you asked, “Wait, but…How-”
“-Didn’t have to know. I just… knew you liked it.” You blinked at him in astonishment, but before you could say anything, he added, “I’m way too cool, you can say it.”
“ ‘I can speak to you by sayin’ nothing at all’.” You thought it was appropriate to finish the lyrics. “ ‘Every single time I find it harder to breathe. ‘Cause I need you here with me. Everyday’…”
Adam leaned in, and started singing along with you. “ ‘You’re saying the words that I want you to say. There’s a pain in my heart and it won’t go away. Now I know I’m fallin’ in deep. ‘Cause I need you here with me’.”
You grinned at him. “What are you doing?” You asked him eventually.
“What do you mean? I’m falling in love. That’s what I'm doing.”
“ ‘F-Falling in love’? With who?” You stammered incapably. You were unable to believe your ears.
“With you,” Adam told you softly.
You narrowed your eyes. “What are you on about?”
Adam only tilted his head at you in disbelief. “ ‘I think I see your face in every place that I go’.” He winked at you. “ ‘I try to hide it but I know that it’s gonna show’.” He gave you a worried glance and an apathetic shrug. “ ‘Every single night I find it harder to sleep. ‘Cause I need you here with me’.” He lifted your hand up to his lips, and looked at you over your knuckles. You got goosebumps. “ ‘Everyday’.”
Extreme embarrassment flooded you, you didn’t know where to look except for back into Adam’s eyes. You forced yourself to sing with him, but it was only out of nervousness more than anything else. “ ‘You’re sayin’ the words that I want you to say. There’s a pain in my heart and it won’t go away. Now I know I’m fallin’ in deep.‘Cause I need you here with me’.”
“There you go,” Adam whispered quietly, a small smile of approval on his face. “Now you’re getting it.”
You gritted your teeth and glanced at your lap. You laughed awkwardly. “I’m just… singing ‘cause you are… It’s not like… I would be usually, or anything…”
“I like it.” Adam cast a glance at your lips briefly, and you felt your heart start up. Excitement sparked in your stomach, and rushed through your brain as Adam leaned in close. He pulled his fingers through your fingers.
The cool air coming from an open window helped you to concentrate on the situation. You were burning up from the blood rush. You focused on the smells of chocolate and coffee in the background, and tried not to think about how close you were to Adam Stanheight.
Adam brushed his thumb across the back of your hand slowly. You gasped and looked back at him. “What were you thinking of, off in dream land? Whatever it was, it got you really far from here… From me.”
“S-Sorry,” you mumbled.
Adam only leaned back, and said calmly, “ ‘Can I tell you somethin’ just between you and me’?” His voice was low and seductive. “Can I? Would you allow that of me?”
You squirmed underneath him. “Of course. Why wouldn’t I?”
“I’m really, really… fond of you…” His warm breath slunk past your sensitive lips.
You squeaked. “Really?”
“Really.”
“Woah,” you breathed. “W-What do I even-”
Adam continued on as if nothing had happened, interrupting you casually, but not rudely. “ ‘When I hear your voice, I know I’m finally free. Every single word is perfect as it can be’.”
“ ‘And I need you here with me’,” you finished his sentence carefully.
“What about that date?” Adam asked you after a little while of silence.
Excitement rushed you. You couldn’t believe he was asking again! “Yes!” You blurted; you were not about to lose this opportunity. You put all the emotion you could into your voice. “I’ll be there!”
Adam stood up then, leaving you feeling sweaty and nervous. And not to mention, a cold place on your thighs. “So,” he said. “You have a friend coming over tonight?”
“Uh…” you stared at the table. “I was supposed to but they canceled at the last second. How did you know that?”
“I overheard,” Adam shrugged. “But I was hoping you’d come over to my place tonight.”
“I don’t think I should. I don’t want to bother you, you know…” you stumbled over your words hastily.
Adam put his arms over his chest, and looked at you condescendingly, with one eyebrow raised and glint in his eyes. “I need you here with me,” he repeated seriously.
You scrambled to your feet. “Alright. I’ll go. I’m excited.”
Adam took your hips and pulled you close. His breath was drifting past you, making you fidgety. Ominously, and very enticingly, he whispered into your ready ear, “Oh, I’d sure hope so, Y/N.”