Kiss Me...
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Requested by: Anon - "27 and 92 with Dwayne Pride."
Word Count: 515
Pairing: Pride x Reader
27. "Kiss me." 92. "You make me happy."
Tonight was the night you were having dinner with Pride. Well, you assumed you were having dinner - he hadn't given much away as to where both of you were going. You did a slow twirl with your eyes on the soft pale yellow dress you wore, looking at your reflection in the tall mirror within your bedroom. Smoothing down the front of your dress you bent down to slip your feet into the small ballet shoes, also yellow with little bows on them.
Your doorbell rang and you grabbed your purse along with your keys. Opening the door you grin at the sight of Dwayne, "Well hey there. Don't you scrub up well." You teased, stepping out you turn momentarily to lock your door before placing a kiss to his lips.
"Ah could say the same." He said against your lips, the smile very evident in his voice. He held out his hand, walking you down the steps to his car, like a true gentleman he opened the passenger side for you.
With a quiet thank you, you watched him walk around, slipping the sunglasses onto his face before hopping into the driver's side.
"So, any clue as to where we're going?"
"Nope." He said, shaking his head, "It's a surprise." He glanced at you, a smirk on his face.
You looked around and grinned widely, "We're going dancing?" You asked excitedly, looking at Dwayne with a hopeful look.
"Well...it's not that kinda dancing - where ya go around in circles but it's a club that has a large dance floor." He said with a chuckle and turned to you once he'd parked the car.
You waved him off and looked back at the building, "Still. Dancing." You had loved dancing for so long you couldn't remember. You did remember several nights standing on your father's shoes, dancing around the kitchen.
"We goin' in?" He asked softly, touching your shoulder.
You nodded and both of you climbed out of the car. Stopping just short of the entrance you softly grasp Pride's elbow, "Dwayne.." You murmured and smiled softly, "I just wanted to say, you..." You stop and stare into his eyes, for a moment you see a flash of concern before curiosity.
"What is it darlin'?"
"You make me happy." You said, moving your hand to his cheek, stroking your thumb over his cheekbone, "I mean it. After- well...you know, after everything I never thought I'd feel like this again. And you've made me feel like I can finally be happy."
Dwayne tilted his head towards your hand and smile, "Ahm glad ah could help, [Y/N]. Ya make me happy too. And ah know that you make Laurel happy too."
You grinned at the mention of his daughter, "She's a ray of sunshine." You nodded and moved within an inch of him and bit your lip as his arms went around your waist, "Kiss me." You whispered, watching his expression morph into a grin.
"Happy to." He mumbled and closed his lips on yours while his arms tightened, his height advantage bringing you up to your tiptoes.
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