Ben Bruce/Ginger Fluff (Requested)
Inspired By: Believe, Asking Alexandria
"Ha, she’s nervous, too." I sat at the counter, cigarette in hand, as I looked at my phone. I put it back in my pocket, waiting for my ass to vibrate again.
"I don’t see what the problem is." Danny shrugged, standing on the other side of the counter.
"Yeah, Ben, you’re acting like a wuss." Cam snorted, leaning on the stove.
"Leave the guy alone. He’s in love.” James was still using a teasing tone.
"You guys are assholes." I rolled my eyes. "The least you could do is help. Ginger’s too amazing for me to fuck things up."
"Really?" Sam chuckled to himself as he sat in the living room, staring at the television glow.
"Yeah, that’d be great." I said seriously.
"Well, what are you going to do when you get to her house?" Danny started giving me trivia.
"I don’t know, get her some flowers or something." I looked at him. (GIF Image)
"Good." Cam nodded. "But not good enough. Do you know her favorite kind of flower?"
"No." I gave him a weird look.
"Best go with roses. Bitches love roses." Danny nodded.
"Don’t call her that." I pointed at him. "You, continue." I pointed at Cam. The doorbell rang and I got up to answer.
"Ginger?" I asked. I didn’t know what she was here.
"Hey, Ben." She pecked me on the cheek. I blushed red. "Is Danny here?"
"Yeah, over there."
"I’m coming." Danny shook his head, smiling as he walked over.
"What the-?" They left together. I was clueless. "I’m not going to stress about it. That’s the last thing I want." I shut the door and walked back over.
"I can help pick the place. I’m good at that stuff." Sam mentioned, still in the living room.
"You need to let me dress you. You dress like garbage." James chuckled.
"You’re an asshole." I rolled my eyes and followed him to my bedroom.
"I don’t know about this one. I don’t like the color." I twirled around in a dress as Danny stared at my body.
"I don’t either. Try this one." He handed me something different. I left to put it on.
"You know, you shouldn’t have showed up at the house. I said I was going to come get you." Danny raised his voice from the other side of the dressing room.
"I was excited and impatient, get over it." I struggled to zip the back of the dress he picked out.
"I don’t need the guys knowing that I like to do this kind of thing." He whined.
"Who gives a fuck?" I opened the door. "What do you think?"
"I think…it’s perfect." He nodded. "We have a winner."
Danny helped me pay for the dress as he promised. I was wondering what Ben was up to for getting ready for our date. I could barely sleep that night.
I readied myself the same way I did at the store with Danny. Ben would be here any minute. I shut my eyes and took a deep breath. I didn’t need nerves ruining my night. The doorbell rang.
"Hi, Ben." I greeted him the same way every time, pecking his cheek. He blushed as usual, eyes squeezed shut. "Are those for me?" My heart nearly stopped at the sight of the roses.
"Uh, yeah, here." He handed them to me, following me into the kitchen to put them in a vase.
"Are you ready for tonight?" I could tell I was more confident than him.
"Definitely, Ginger." His voice was nearly shaking as he put on a weak smile.
We drove to some little place. It was romantic, dimly lit with vines climbing the walls. I never would expect him to make such a decision. We had a gorgeous dinner with small talk of things we didn’t know about each other already and he drove me home.
"I had a nice time." I blushed under my porch light.
"Same." He nodded, his cute self.
"Do you think we can do it again?" I wondered.
"I think so." He smiled, continuing to nod.
"Well…goodnight." I giggled awkwardly, going in for a hug.
Ben hugged me tight, unlike our usual hugs. I pulled back to let him leave and I felt his hand at the back of my head. His lips pressed firmly to mine. His grip lightened up and hands moved down to my hips. I curled my hands behind his neck and smiled through it.
"Sorry." He smiled, still holding me.
"Don’t be." I winked.
"Goodnight." He pecked my cheek and left down my sidewalk.