you don't think it's a date
title: you don't think it's a date
pairing: someone x someone
rating: pg
word count: 636
summary: i think i might have been disappointed.
One day I asked if you wanted to see a movie and you said okay. I clarified that I wanted to see the movie with you, and you laughed, because you thought I was joking, but I really wanted you to know that I wanted to go as well. Like a date. But it wasn't really a date, or at least it didn't feel like a date. You didn't put your arm around me or hold my hand, you didn't steal a kiss during the end credits or make dumb jokes. Actually, you did make dumb jokes, but they weren't date-like dumb jokes, you know?
I think I might have been disappointed, because I really wanted you to put your arm around me and hold my hand, and most of all I wanted you to steal a kiss during the end credits, and maybe another on the way to ice cream.
Oh, we got ice cream, as well. It was good, I remember, because you asked if you could try some of mine, which was strawberry and vanilla swirl, and apparently you had never had that before. I laughed at you, like you laughed at me earlier, but then you tried some of my ice cream and I stopped laughing because you make ice cream look hot. Get it? Ice cream is cold. I wish you had made those kind of jokes on our not-date, because I think that would have made it feel more like a date and less like a not-date.
After you tried my ice cream, I asked if I could try yours. You had chocolate so it wasn't anything new, but it tasted like the best chocolate ice cream in the world, I think it was because it was yours. Everything you do is sweet. Why couldn't you have said that to me during our not-date? Why didn't you kiss me? Why didn't you hold my hand or put your arm around me as we walked? I'm sure that would have made the best chocolate ice cream in the world taste a million times better. I wish you would kiss me.
If we had kissed then, it would have tasted like the best chocolate ice cream in the world mixed with strawberry vanilla swirl. It would have been magical, I think, because we would have just seen a movie, so we would both be feeling that weird feeling you get after seeing a movie. You know the feeling, how you feel like you're floating, or like you've been far away for a thousand years and are just coming back to reality. I think that would be a good feeling to have when you're kissing, mixed with the sweet ice cream and your lips against mine.
When the ice cream was gone and it started to get dark, you offered to walk me home, because we both didn't have cars and walking alone at night is frowned upon. I think you almost took my hand, but you didn't, and I'm still kind of sad about that. I'll get over it. We walked in silence for a while, and every so often I caught you looking at me. You weren't smiling, so I don't know what you were thinking, but you seemed to be pretty deep in thought. You could have kissed me then, I would have been fine with it.
Twenty minutes of walking and we were at my apartment. I don't think that is how dates are supposed to end, I don't think you were supposed to wave to me as you continued on down the sidewalk with a simple "goodnight, see you tomorrow, maybe, unless I'm working." I don't think even not-dates are supposed to end that way.
I took a hot bath and went to bed without brushing my teeth.
pairing: someone x someone
rating: pg
word count: 636
summary: i think i might have been disappointed.
One day I asked if you wanted to see a movie and you said okay. I clarified that I wanted to see the movie with you, and you laughed, because you thought I was joking, but I really wanted you to know that I wanted to go as well. Like a date. But it wasn't really a date, or at least it didn't feel like a date. You didn't put your arm around me or hold my hand, you didn't steal a kiss during the end credits or make dumb jokes. Actually, you did make dumb jokes, but they weren't date-like dumb jokes, you know?
I think I might have been disappointed, because I really wanted you to put your arm around me and hold my hand, and most of all I wanted you to steal a kiss during the end credits, and maybe another on the way to ice cream.
Oh, we got ice cream, as well. It was good, I remember, because you asked if you could try some of mine, which was strawberry and vanilla swirl, and apparently you had never had that before. I laughed at you, like you laughed at me earlier, but then you tried some of my ice cream and I stopped laughing because you make ice cream look hot. Get it? Ice cream is cold. I wish you had made those kind of jokes on our not-date, because I think that would have made it feel more like a date and less like a not-date.
After you tried my ice cream, I asked if I could try yours. You had chocolate so it wasn't anything new, but it tasted like the best chocolate ice cream in the world, I think it was because it was yours. Everything you do is sweet. Why couldn't you have said that to me during our not-date? Why didn't you kiss me? Why didn't you hold my hand or put your arm around me as we walked? I'm sure that would have made the best chocolate ice cream in the world taste a million times better. I wish you would kiss me.
If we had kissed then, it would have tasted like the best chocolate ice cream in the world mixed with strawberry vanilla swirl. It would have been magical, I think, because we would have just seen a movie, so we would both be feeling that weird feeling you get after seeing a movie. You know the feeling, how you feel like you're floating, or like you've been far away for a thousand years and are just coming back to reality. I think that would be a good feeling to have when you're kissing, mixed with the sweet ice cream and your lips against mine.
When the ice cream was gone and it started to get dark, you offered to walk me home, because we both didn't have cars and walking alone at night is frowned upon. I think you almost took my hand, but you didn't, and I'm still kind of sad about that. I'll get over it. We walked in silence for a while, and every so often I caught you looking at me. You weren't smiling, so I don't know what you were thinking, but you seemed to be pretty deep in thought. You could have kissed me then, I would have been fine with it.
Twenty minutes of walking and we were at my apartment. I don't think that is how dates are supposed to end, I don't think you were supposed to wave to me as you continued on down the sidewalk with a simple "goodnight, see you tomorrow, maybe, unless I'm working." I don't think even not-dates are supposed to end that way.
I took a hot bath and went to bed without brushing my teeth.