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Oliver never imagined that Edward Cullen would ever agree to go on a date, so when the brunette agreed, Oliver started to spiral trying to figure out what the hell he was going to do. He thought of everything that could go through his brain—things like huge picnics and big bouquets or rings and expensive jewelry. And so here Oliver is, lying on his bed and staring up at his ceiling in his manic state. Beside him, a notebook with pages and pages full of ideas was laid open.
The male sighs and rubs his face before sitting up and looking around his bland room. His phone rings, making him look over and pick up his phone. He holds it up to his ear as he presses the answer button and sighs out his greeting.
"Hello?" His face looks bored until he hears the voice on the other end, making his eyes widen and his heart practically stops beating.
"Oliver? Are you alright? why do you sound so tired?" A chuckle emerges from Edward on the other end, sending Oliver into a rather large panic.
" me? oh yeah, I'm fine! I've never been better! just doing the finishing touches for tomorrow!" The boy lies through his teeth, forcing a smile even though he knows the brunette can't see him.
"Uh..right okay" Edward laughs a bit before speaking again. "I just wanted to ask what kind of candy you like."
Oliver nods slightly as he listens to the gorgeous boy speak. "oh right, I love gummy bears."
"Of course, Thank you. I will speak to you tomorrow then oli." Edward bids his farewell before hanging up the phone.
As soon as he hears the beep signaling the phone has been hung up, Oliver squeals at hearing up the nickname he was given. Oliver bolts out of his room, grabs his wallet, and rushes to the small mini-mart next door to his home. The male walks in, the bell above the door jingling. He immediately walks toward the back of the aisles toward the holiday sections. Oliver, quite literally, grabs the first thing his hand touches before walking to the counter and paying. When he walks out, he looks at the gift in his hands, the beady eyes of a pink moose staring back at him. He cringes before walking back to his home.
Oliver walks back into his home, glancing at his clock and looking at the time before sighing and getting ready to head to bed. He sets the moose on his desk before crawling into his bed. The boy sighs and closes his eyes. He only falls asleep hours later after a long time of overthinking everything set to come in the morning.
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Oliver is sitting outside of a small theater in Port Angelos, the silly moose in his hands. He kicks around a small rock by his feet, humming a small song until a car pulls up, making him turn and lift his head at the noise. His heart starts racing as he sees Edward. He watches Edwards's lips crack a small smile, making him jump to stand quickly, gripping the bear for dear life. The boy smiles at the male in front of him before holding out the moose, just as the male hands shoot out, holding a single foil-wrapped rose.
Oliver giggles a bit before tilting his head. "is that...a chocolate rose?"
Edward nods once, looking noticeably embarrassed. "I..couldn't find gummies for you, but I know people like chocolate and roses so"
Oliver's face breaks out in a huge smile and he quickly takes the rose, shoving the moose into Edwards, now empty, hands. "this is a pink moose, it's for you!"
The brunette smiles and doesn't say a word as he leans in and gently kisses Oliver's cheek as a thank you. The shorter boy nearly goes weak at the small gesture before turning toward the building. "should...we go in?"
-------------the end maybe?-------------