Beginning notes: Sigh. I absolutely hate that I am going to actually write a fully fledged oneshot for this and risk my sanity here as your punishment for this horrendous crime against Home.
My mind is just so completely shocked by your sentence, that my creative process was actually rendered null and void for a whole minute. Thank you, truly, for this tremendously traumatising request. If I had a brain, it would have shut down by now.
Personally, I don't know Home to be a romantic type... um.. house, so I will just write down what I think and have observed to be accurate. Wally will most definitely ban me from visiting him after this :'°]
But hey, it's all worth it to punish you for making me envision this travesty at all, so without further ado:
You yawned, sitting up in your bed and slapping yourself in the face for some much needed waking up. You were a little nervous, because today was the day.
You had been building up courage as much as you could for the past couple of days, and after much encouragement from your fellow neighbours and talking to yourself in the mirror, you finally did it! You asked out the blue-headed fool!
But much to my dismay, your crush was not the suave and endearing neighbour with the most dashing and entrancing eyes. No. You had a crush on Home. Ever since you laid sight on his beautiful roofed tiling and paned glass eyes, you couldn't help but think about him everyday. You don't know what was so captivating about him when you first saw him. Maybe you were an architect? An admirer for the bizarre? Who knows?? Maybe you were just a freak! But who am I to judge? I am just a muppet.
You communicated to Home just as any other neighbour would, and while it was hard understanding him at first, you both grew very close and got over the language barrier. Wally would still give you lessons in what he called "Homelish" from time to time, as a way of helping you communicate. You were still in the process of learning a lot though.
Even with your struggle however, you could still tell how excited he was to hear your proclomation of love for him. His chimney sent out plumes of smoke that were visible from miles away, and his creaking and knocking were centered everywhere around your feet. He was like an excited puppy getting a birthday bone.
These thoughts revisited your brain, only making you feel much more nervous than you already were. You shouldn't have been, admittedly. Home was actually really sweet. He never liked judging anybody and was always willing to overlook someone for any of their flaws... Like, having a crush on a house for example, but you just couldn't rationalize your fears away. What if you messed up? Or worse, what if he doesn't actually like you and was just trying to be nice?
You sighed, heading over to your closet with a now frazzled mind. You chose your best outfit, putting it on and checking yourself out in the mirror. If he didn't like you then, he would have to like you now. You looked dashing!
You smiled and adjusted youself before heading out of your house. It was bright and beautiful as usual. Butterflies and ladybugs scoured the fields around you, in search for refuge from the bright sun. Wally and gang were probably out having their picnic by now. Wally made sure to fill up the schedule in his day with fun activities so you could have as much alone time as you wanted with Home while on your date. It was very sweet of him.
You walked over to some flowers you planted nearby and plucked them from the soil. Julie, of course, helped you grow them. She was very ecstatic when she found out you finally asked Home on a date. She had to stop herself from planning your whole date from you, instead settling for giving you ideas on what you should gift the house.
You thought flowers would be beautiful, because honestly, you didn't know what else Home may have wanted. He always seemed content with everything and usually denied requesting anyone anything. He was pretty low maintenence in terms of gifts.
You assumed his love language was actually communication. The day Wally started teaching you Homelish, you could sense how much happier Home acted around you. You thought maybe this was because you were actively taking time out of your days to learn just so you could please him more.
You didn't know this, but Home was lovestruck to find out Wally was teaching you how to communicate better. He thanked Wally profusely each day for his kind effort and would constantly ask how you were doing in class. He just couldn't stop thinking of your consideration.
You didn't live too far from Wally, so you got there pretty quick. Home noticed your figure and waved you a greeting with his door. You smiled and hugged his walls.
"Hi, Home! Sorry if I took a little long. I wanted to look my best!" You exclaimed, showing off your outfit. He creaked in response, twisting his doorknob to make you notice his neatly tied bowtie. "Yeah! It looks dapper, I love it!"
Home tapped delightfully, noticing the flowers in your hand. "Oh! Yeah! I brought these for you! I wasn't sure what colour you might have liked, so I got one of every kind," you responded hesitantly. Home let out a few squeaks.
"I'm glad you like them!"
Home's window tapped, leading you to an empty flower bed. You smiled and nodded, moving some of the soil out of the way to plant the flowers. Once finished, you sat on the doorstep, asking Home about his day and various other questions about anything fun he did.
You learnt that he was actually preparing himself all morning, with the help of Wally and Sally. They gave him some new fresh coats of paint along with some little heart designs that seemed to wrap around his exterior walls. He actually seemed just as nervous as you were.
The two of you talked for the rest of the day until the sun began to set. Home was glad to have agreed to the date. He liked you for a long time, admiring you for your selfless acts of kindness and sweet demeanor. Even if you were mad, you still managed to keep a smile on your face. He watched you all the time, wanting to grow closer to you for the fact that you seemed different in a way he didn't understand.
You stuck out of place, but not for the reasons he thought. You looked like you belonged here, but everyone else just... didn't? It was a strange observation he'd made over the few months you had been here, but he did not try and question it. He just wanted to be happy that you were here at all.
As the sun bore into the horizon, you turned to home. "It's getting late. I'm going to head home now, but.." You hugged his walls and gave him a kiss. "This was fun. Let's talk again tomorrow?"
Home let out a delighted squeak. With that, you were off. You opened the door to your house, entering with a warm feeling in your heart. It was a good day. A great day. Fantastic.
The duration of your date went by quicker than you thought, almost like time just decided to skip forward, and... maybe you were just seeing things, but in the corner of your eye, you swear you saw someone watching you.
Angry for a reason I still don't understand. Jealousy? Maybe he just wanted to be in the story more.
Whatever reason it was, it didn't interfere with your request. He shouldn't have been able to watch you. He was supposed to be with his friends. He shouldn't have been able to move freely as the story continued.
Ending notes: I would have written more, honestly, but I spent hours pacing around my room asking myself why I was doing this and what kind of date a house would even like?? I decided to just end it as quick as possible so I could get to some other great requests. Turns out even the most creative minds like mine have their limits!
Another note though, if you genuinely do have a crush on Home, I apologize haha. This is just a little joke fic, you can like who you want, and I'm sure he'd be more than happy to know someone likes him like that!
With that said, I will begin the other requests now. Thank you all for supporting me so far! :°]
