Confident- Daveed Diggs X Reader
a/n: this almost became angsty but i didn’t like how it flowed so here!! more fluff!!! i am planning a somewhat angsty poly!hamilsquad x reader so that’s another reason. i hope you enjoy!!
“What are you watching?” Someone asked me and I tore my gaze away from the screen, seeing Daveed peering curiously over my shoulder.
“Not watching, listening.” I corrected him and he jumped over the couch and I gave him an earbud.
“So what are we listening to?” He asked me and I scrolled quickly past the clipping. albums I had before he grabbed my phone, despite my protests. He scrolled back until he reached the albums and he looked at me with a smirk on his face. “So I see you have good taste in music.”
“This is what I get for letting you listen to music with me.”
“Oh c'mon it’s nothing to be embarrassed about.” He smiled a bit, the smirk quickly fading although he looked smug as hell.
“And now you are teasing me.” I pointed out and he laughed.
“What’s your favorite song?”
“Not telling you.”
“Don’t make me beg.” He said and I looked over at a very amused Daveed.
Daveed begging. Ha, that was a thought.
“Tempting offer but no.” I told him and he looked at me, acting cool but I could tell he was surprised.
“All of them.”
“You’re more talented than you realize. I like all of your music.” I told and I expected him to look smug but he had a small genuine smile on his face instead.
“Thanks.” He hummed so quietly, I wasn’t sure if he had actually said anything or not.
“I wonder what your hair would look like if I straightened it.” I mused, running my fingers through his hair. He turned around practically instantly and looked at me, raising an eyebrow.
“Don’t even think about it.” He told me and I held my hands up in surrender.
“I will do it for you.” Anthony offered and I laughed.
“Over my dead body.” Daveed said offhandedly and Anthony glanced from me to him, smiling slowly.
“What?” I asked him, tearing my glance away from my phone.
“Nothing. Just don’t forget to send me the invite.” He told me.
“For yours and Daveed’s wedding.” He said and Daveed flung a throw pillow at him and it hit him and he threw it back before quickly getting out of the room.
We went back to a comfortable silence although the air between us seemed heavier, as if we both wanted to say something but didn’t know how to say it.
“Are we gonna talk about it or not?” He asked me, setting his phone down and I put my phone down as well.
“You’d have to be more specific. Do you mean ‘it’ as in what?” I told him, and he looked at me seriously.
“Us. We’ve danced around the topic so much and I know that you know it.”
“Yeah, I do. But our friendship is comfortable.”
“And what if what comes next is better?”
“I’m not sure.” I told him and he nods.
“Well I am.” He said confidently and he leaned close to me and he looked at me for permission.
I nodded slightly and he kissed me gently.
I heard someone squeal and we jumped apart to see Pippa standing in the doorway and smiling brightly.
“I am going to tell the others.” She said giddily and she practically ran out of the room. I looked at Daveed.
“If we were planning on keeping it a secret then I think we’ve done an awful job so far.” I noted and his lips curled up into a smile before he kissed me gently again and I smiled against his lips.
“Please I’m pretty sure everyone already thinks that we’re dating.”