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your tender touch
genre : fluff
word count : 592
tags : softie!eric, shy!eric, shy!reader, car date
a/n : ahhh i’m so sorry that this took me a while to write 😫 i’ve been a bit busy but here it is! it’s not too long like all my other works, but i hope it’s good enough 🤍
from the prompt list : 4. “i like the way your hand fits in mine”
It was the middle of the night. You sat in Eric’s car that he parked in a mall parking lot. He just wanted to run away for a little bit, he needed to go somewhere quiet with you. Somewhere, where no one would interrupt and ruin your little date.
A car maybe isn’t the most comfortable place to have a date in, but to you and Eric it was different. Both of you loved being all alone like this. The dark sky above and cold weather was the perfect time and atmosphere for a chilly time together. Eric had turned the radio on for a quiet background, slow and romantic songs playing as you both talked to each other.
It was your third date only, so the both of you were still a little shy, a little hesitant to speak of some stuff and indicate any physical touch. But he knew deep inside that he wanted to do something. He wished to stroke your hair, hold you close, kiss the top of your head, caress your cheek. He had noticed how much smaller your hand was to his, and he wanted to hold it and compare the sizes. It was adorable to him, even if it made Eric nervous to his core.
“You know, I’m thinking about something, but I’m not too sure about doing it” he said, looking over at you with anxiety in his voice.
“What is it, Eric?” you were curious to know what was running through his mind. And though you felt just as nervous as he was, the need to know was above everything.
“How would you feel if I indicated physical touch? I don’t want to do something too fast, you know?”
You froze at his words. It took you by surprise, your heart stopped beating for a second after hearing him say that. Deep inside you wanted it to happen, even if you weren't as brave.
“I’m okay with it” with a smile, you replied to him, feeling your body tense up a tiny bit.
Eric smiled back, as if something magical happened before his eyes. But the most magical moment was just about to come. His eyes darted over to your hand that rested in your lap, licking his lips as he took a few seconds before he reached out and took your hand in his. The feeling it brought to you was electrifying, your mind blacked out for a moment, body covered in shivers. You giggled childishly, feeling giddy and happy about the move that Eric just made.
He squeezed it, his thumb running back and forth across your skin, so soft and gentle, so warm.
“I like the way your hand fits in mine”
His cheeks turned red with crimson, warmth running through your bodies with the contact.
“Your hand is so much larger than mine,” you smiled, biting your lower lip as you looked at his hand that laid atop of yours, “I always wondered how it would feel like if you did this”
“Well, now you know, right?” he chuckled, bringing your hand up to his lips, kissing the back of your hand, making you even giddier and more shy than before, your body shaking. Even Eric himself didn’t know what got into him, but he suddenly lost all the hesitation that he had within himself.
“Now I know. They align perfectly”
Eric gently ran his fingertips down your fingers before he intertwined your hands, tightly holding your hand in his, wanting nothing else but for this to last forever.
