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You flipped the page of you're book,reaching out and taking a sip from the water bottle beside you. You and Bob were currently being forced to drink at least one whole bottle a day by the team,or no missions. So far,their annoying plan had worked; Bob had drank two yesterday,in the hopes to one up you. Said competition was sitting across from you in his bean bag chair, reading his own book,though you felt like he was less reading and more watching. Just as you were about to comment on his starring, Yeliana walked in ,followed closely by Ava who carried an armload of clothes. "-no cause you know what i think? I think this is bullshit! I dont know why it matters, why cant i just wear this! Or these,for fu-" Ava interrupted "because! You asked me to give you advice! And im telling you,if your going to Mardines,you can't wear jeans and a hoodie!" "Why not?" "Because!" "Because why?" Both suddenly turned to look at you and Bob,who up until this point had been watching in a mix of amusement and mild caution. "Will you talk to her?" They both said in unison, then glared at each other. Bob chuckled, but quickly coughed and ducked his head when they turned their glares at him. "Whats going on exactly?" You ask,as Yeliana flopped dramatically onto the sofa. " I...have a date." She mutterd almost grudgingly. You blinked. "Wait,like a date date?" Bob asked, peeking over his book. "...yes." "Cool!...so...whats the problem?" Bob asked. I nodded, looking at Yeliana. She scoffed. "The problem is I asked her-" she gestured at Ava,who sat calmly in a chair,laying out clothes on the sofa beside Yeliana. "-to help me pick out an outfit. Obviously,I wasn't aware I was signing up for a- a fashion consult." She says,wrinkling her nose.
Ava sighed. "Shes trying to wear that." She motioned at Yelianas outfit; jeans,a faded tea,and a old grey zip up. Yeliana started muttering in Russian,and you stood up,setting you're book aside carefully
"Did you say Mardiens? Is that were you're dates taking you?" You asked Yelianaand she nodded. You looked thoughtfully at the clothing strewn out on the furniture,finally picking up a tan turtle kneck sweater and a brown leather jacket. "Keep the jeans,but try this. Mardiens is fancy ,but you're date didn't ask you out so you could stress out about dressing nice." You said,calmly handing Yeliana the clothes and smiling. "They asked because they like you. Its going to be fine. I know it." Yeliana looked at the outfit you'd picked, then back to you. "...thanks." she said, giving you a small smile. "Your much nicer about it then her." She said as she walked away, and Ava simply rolled her eyes and flipped off her retreating figure, then dissappearing with a "you asked for my advice-".
You grinned, sighing when you looked at all the clothes still spread out. "That was awesome. " you jumped,turning around to see Bob standing by the couch behind you, a quiet presence as always. He ducked his head when you jumped, shifting his weight between his fluffy socked feet. "Sorry! I just..sorry."
"No no,dont opoligies!..what was awesome?" Bob grinned, blinking. "Im,just the way you handled that. You just...well you just know what to do. You stopped them from arguing and...solved the problem. It was really..cool." he said, looking his hands,shuffling his feet. You grinned. "Thanks. I just...I always seem to see a way out of conflict...and I just...I want to help people. You know?" He nodded, fidgeting with his fingers.l,a small,sweet smile on his face as you turned and started gathering the clothes. "Shouldn't Yeliana or Ava get those?" He asked, as he stepped forward to pick up a shirt that had fallen to the floor and pass it to you. You shrugged. "I just want to gather it up so people can sit if they want." Bob nodded.
A moment later he held up a red hoodie. "I didn't know Yeliana owned anything that wasn't black,let alone would consider wearing it" you laughed,taking it from his hands. "I think this is Ava's. Reds more her color." He laughed, scratching his neck. "Whats my color?" He asked. It sounded joking, but he waited intently for you're response,his eyes watching attentively. You smiled,then studied him for a moment, tilting you're head a few times. He held very still still under you're gaze,as if he was afraid if he moved it would break you're concentration. "I think you'd look very good in blue. It suits you." He blushed,tucking his chin to his chest,his hands commencing to fidget again. "Really?" You nodded, coming closer and crouching slightly to meet his gaze. "It brings out your eyes." He blushed redder,and chojed out a small bashful laugh. You backed up and finished piling the clothes,and you both returned to you're books,but he kept stealing glances for the rest of the evening,as if contemplating, and you didn't miss the way he scooched his bean bag closet to yours.
Next day
You yawned, rubbing the blearyness from your eyes as you entered the dinning room. You waved a sleepy hand towards the mingled greetings and good mornings coming from the table, and went into the kitchen,a coffee the only thing on you're mind. Opon entering,you saw Bob, leaning against the counter,a mug in hand,his hair messy and sheet lines still imprinted on his face. When he looked up and saw you,his face lit up. " Hey! I uh,i made you a coffee. I know you always want one,so i made you...one." he said,holding out a second mug,still steaming. "Oh my god,thank you!" You said,happily hoping up onto the counter beside him. "You must have sensed my drastic need for caffeine" you joked,swinging you're legs,and he chuckled,a soft blush on his neck. You took a sip and made a content sound,smiling. Bob,who was watching intently for you're reaction,shifted and cleard his throat,blinking hard. "This it really good! Damn,you should be a batrista!" He chuckled, still looking at you,his eyes softening in a way that rarely happens,his shoulders loosing some of the tension he always carries. You took a moment to fully looked at him,and realized something you hadn't in you're pre-caffinated state.
"Your wearing blue!" You said,tilting you're head. He grinned, rubbing his neck self concisely. He was wearing a sky blue baggy sweater,with dark,midnight black pajama pants and bare feet. "Yeah um...well...you said you thought I'd look nice in it,so i ...yeah..." he chuckled nervously and you're heart melted,tilting you'rehead to meet his gaze. "You do look nice. Better then nice. You look really good."
Bob blushed furiously,taking a sip from his mug and setting it down beside yours,clearing his throat in a slightlyhigher pitch. "So um...i wanted to ask you something...i dont know..if like you..uh,you dont have to answer...i just i dont know.. if you dont want-" you interrupted him by reaching out and carefully placing your hand on his,stopping his scrambling words instantly. He froze,looking at your hands, then up at you,his eyes wide,mouth opening and closing a few times before he swallows,his eyes flickering between yours, tall enough that when you sat on the counter, you were eye level. "What did you want to ask me?" You said gently, looking at your hands so he wouldn't have to make eye contact. "I..i wanted to ask if you...if you maybe wanted to...you know how someone asked Yeliana out? Like on a date date." You nod,waiting. "So i was wondering if like maybe...cause like we go out sometimes,but like i wanted to know if you'd wanna maybe go out but like...on a date date...with me." I
You blinked,smiling softly. Bob was breathing fast,looking at the floor and glancing at you through his hair anxiously. "Obviously you dont have to if you dont want to,its ok,i shouldn't have asked-" you grabbed the front of his sweater,pulling him to you and kissed him,sudden but soft,not to forceful, giving him the option of retreat while still pulling him from his thoughts. He stiffened,but as soon as his brain caught up,he completely relaxed,letting his lips mold against yours,letting out a soft,tiny little moan. When you broke apart, he stared at you,big eyes and flusterd expression,his cheecks red and lips wet,his eyes wild and still scared,a millionmore thoughts now adding ti his mind,and you stop him before he can spiral. " I'd love to go on a date date with you,Bob. " He smiled then, big and goofy as you're words sunk in, such a bright smile that the sun itself was put to shame,and you melted again at the pure joy he radiated, however nervous. You let out a surprised but happy noise when he surged forward and kissed you,surprising you with his boldness, hands coming to rest over yous on either side of the counter. You let yourself get lost in the feeling,and you could have stayed there all day if you could,but the local russian giant golden retriever had other plans. Imagine Alexi's surprise and joy opon seeing the two baby beans of the team kissing in the kitchen like a rom com couple. As he hurried into the dining room to tell everyone after giving Bob a haerty clap on the back and a "It is about time,yeah? I thought you would never find the nerve!",Bob looked at you with those big puppy eyes,,blushing and you both started laughing. "Go hide?" He asked,his forehead against yours,his voice happy despite the embarrassment. You smiled,kissing his nose. "Yes."