Fangirl
Pairing: Kit Connor x Black Reader
Song(?): Promise By Jimin
Warnings: little bit of angst if you squint. whole lot-a fluff
Word count: 776
Request(?): yep by the bestie @hopeworldsupremacy
Disclaimers: I do NOT own any of these picture credits to the owners and this is PURE FICTION and is edited
Tag list: @cookiesdiaryx @penny44224 @heeyboooo @purrplegyuu @rikiislvr
“The fans have been talking, and you two have the best chemistry we’ve seen in a while,” the interviewer says in a matter-of-fact tone. It's true. The looks that you give each other. The subtle touches. The things he says to you can be too much. “Yeah, I actually have been seeing it all online, and it is such an honor to be able to work with such a respected person who not only respects his art but respects mine and me. It's just amazing,” you explain truthfully, making sure that your answer is a great showing of your media training. You turn your head to him, looking up a bit in the process to make sure that the answer is agreeable to both parties.
After a few more questions and a few more laughs, the interview was finally over. You shook that hand of the interviewer and so did Kit and you three started talking about the parties going on tonight. “Are you guys going?” the interviewer asks. He shrugs and looks at you, “Are you going?” You weren’t really planning on going out or doing much, but you could use some air. “Yeah i can use a good outing.”
You shouldn’t have said yes.
It's loud and hot, and you just wanted to go back to your hotel room or at least some place quieter. Looking around at all the drunk people and seeing all of the lights solidified your answer to yourself. You paid your tab for the night and walked outside. You were debating on calling an uber but the city streets were too pretty to pass up a nice walk. Luckily, you weren’t wearing heels, so walking wouldn't be an issue. “Hey, where are you going?” You know that voice probably better than you knew anyone else’s. You turned around, and there he was.
Denim jeans.
Black tank top.
Necklace.
Your thoughts were interrupted by a few of your castmates yelling for you two to come back inside. Before you could say anything, he interrupted, “I think we're gonna take a walk, then be back at the hotel. We'll see you guys tomorrow for the puppy interview!” your cast mates nodded and gave you their goodbyes, and you returned them. “How did you know I was going on a walk?” you questioned. He smiled sheepishly, “You like going on walks when things get too crowded for you.” You looked a little shocked that he remembered that. “What? I pay attention,” he admitted. You nodded with a stupid grin on your face and started walking. He followed after you kept pace with you, “so how long have you been paying attention?” you asked, hoping that question came off more curious rather than flirtatious. But the look on his face definitely showed the latter. “I think since we met at the table reading,” there was honesty in his words, and you could feel it. It made you feel like your feelings weren't just one-sided.
You both talked and walked until he brought up his past projects. “I don’t think you understand. I loved watching you in Heartstopper, and then when you did Romeo and Juliet, I was floored,” you confess. His smile stretched wider and wider and you went on talking about how amazing his acting was but most importantly how much he inspired you. He interrupted you, “I am also a big fan of yours,” he revealed, almost like he was just as excited to talk about your work as you were to talk about his. You were in heaven. “Can I say something kind of insane?” he asked. You nodded, giving him the ok and he took a small breath. “Earlier during the interview, when she asked about our chemistry,” he paused, “I thought about it. About us. I know that I look at you a lot, and I know that I come off flirtatious.” Your mind already started to wander. You didn't want to hear the end of the sentence, but you nodded anyway, mentally preparing for whatever he had left to say.
“I want to let you know that I mean it when I flirt with you. I'm never just doing it to make our chemistry look better or anything. I think you're an amazing actress and person,” he took another breath. “I like you. As a person. Romantically.” Your brain felt like it was exploding. You start pinching yourself just to make sure that you aren’t dreaming. You asked if he was being for real, and he nodded, “ I like you too,” you said, smiling like an idiot…..
A/N: Happy Birthday to my pookie @hopeworldsupremacy
Dividers credits: @enchanthings