#proper date

[gozdziak]

Mr Gu and Mi Jeong finally go on a proper date…. Only one more episode….

[samm-emerson-blog]

Proper Date | Sabriel

Sam smiled as he waited in the lobby for Gabriel, having texted him he’d arrived. He was excited to go out on his date with his boyfriend, to just let go of his stresses for the night. He wanted to focus on Gabe and the fun they were going to have. Sam did a quick check of his outfit, not entirely sure if he liked it, though he had planned for them to be outside for a bit. When he heard the elevator, he turned, grinning widely as he saw the blond he’d been waiting for, his heart fluttering excitedly.

Walking up to him, Sam wrapped his arms around Gabe’s neck and kissed him firmly. “Hey there cutie. You ready for our date?” He asked, pulling back and brushing a blond lock out of the other’s face, unable to keep his hands to himself.

@gabrielxshaw

[coneygoil]

"Proper Date", a Bellish fic (1/2)

Itschippedcup prompted: hamish/belle - Hamish finally gets the nerve to ask Belle out on a date.

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They’d kissed. They’d cuddled. Heck, they’d even shared a bed for a few nights. So, Hamish wondered why he was on edge with asking Belle out on a date. He ran fidgety fingers through his hair at least a hundred times as he trekked to the library to talk to Belle. 

She’d taken the librarian position just a week ago and had only arrived in Lochdubh barely a week before that, though it felt like Belle had always been there. They ate lunch and supper together most of those days and had many walks through the town or countryside, but never was any of that a proper date. At least, in Hamish’s mind, it wasn’t.

A proper date consisted of dressing up (no police uniform as he was accustom to wearing most all the time) and taking the lady to a fancy restaurant (not the local bar where everyone could invite themselves to join in on the date, and Hamish knew they would). A fancy restaurant meant leaving town for the evening, but if that’s what he had to do to give Belle a proper date then that’s what would happen.

Hamish paused at the library door, taking a deep breath before pushing on in. Belle’s shining smile greeted him from behind the desk, and he felt every thought abandoning his head as he stared dazedly at her pretty face for a moment.

“Come to check out a book?” Belle teased as she stepped around the desk, her short blue skirt revealing more leg than Hamish had ever seen a librarian show before. He assumed sexy librarians only existed on the telly, but this one was real and standing delectably right in front of him. What did he do to deserve this gift?

“If you’re the book,” he retorted then realized how lame it sounded. Belle had the power to make his brain go dumb. She beamed at him like he’d given her the greatest compliment, and Hamish stopped mentally kicking himself. “I come by ti ask ye something.”

Belle looked expectantly at him. He’d shown interest in her from the moment he found her on the side of the road in the highlands, but never had he expressed his desire for her in words. Of course, he’d shown her in other ways: kissing her sweet lips being his favorite way of sharing his fancy. But kissing the girl wasn’t enough and here he was standing right in front of his desire fidgeting like a teenager.

He jammed his hands in his jacket pockets, meeting Belle’s waiting gaze. “Would ye like ti go out on a date?”

Belle nibbled her lip for just a split second, and Hamish couldn’t help but lick his own lip where she’d chewed hers. “I thought were,” she paused, looking suddenly flustered, “dating.”

It took a beat to register, but Hamish raised his hands in front of him, “We are.” He noticed Belle’s relief. He knew from her stories that her husband was the only man she’d ever been with and there hadn’t really been much courting during their early stages. Hamish knew Belle wasn’t naïve, but the whole dating thing had to be new to her.

“Eating at the bar or the station isn’t much of a proper date,” he continued. “I want ti take ye someplace nice an’ while not wearing a uniform.”

Hamish’s breath caught when Belle ran delicate fingertips down his blue vest. “I like your uniform.” He was relieved when her fingers dropped. Any more of her teasing touches and he would lose it. There were some things you just shouldn’t do in a public library. “If you wish to take me out on a proper date, P.C. Macbeth, then take me.”

The innocent invitation was took much to handle and Hamish closed the gap between them, capturing Belle’s mouth with his. Sweeping his tongue across her bottom lip – the lip she always nibbled so deliciously – she moaned into his mouth and Hamish knew he had to let her go before he had to arrest himself for indecent exposure.

“Tomorrow,” he murmured, still so close to her he could feel Belle’s warm breath huff on his face. “We’ll travel to Careth.”

“For our proper date,” Belle added, eyes glittering beautifully.

Hamish let out a silent chuckle, feeling as if he’d joined the clouds. “Tomorrow.”

[seasoakedheart]

I want to go on a proper date. Like to a restaurant or something.

[brokenwingshummel]

Proper Date || Kooper

Kurt loved spending the night and the whole day over at Cooper's. He was fond of falling asleep next to Cooper and waking up beside him. It made Kurt happy, extremely happy. Breaking up with Blaine, although his decision, had devastated Kurt more than he had let on to anyone. It seemed like a end of the world or at the very least the end of Kurt's life. Dramatic as it may have been, Kurt didn't think he'd ever get rid of that feeling. But then there was Cooper. Kurt found comfort, and compassion in a man he didn't originally imagine him being with. Kurt could admit he wasn't wholly over Blaine yet, and he still loved him and getting past those things would take time. But Cooper was the start to forgetting, he hardly ever thought of Blaine in Cooper's presence.

Kurt had been excited about this so called "proper" date that Cooper had planned for them since they had decided to stop being just friends. He spent the last hour in the bathroom trying to get his hair just right. Once he was satisfied, Kurt emerged from the bathroom in Cooper's apartment with a large grin on his face. "Do I get to know now where you're taking me, or what you have in mind?" He wore black pants with a classy white button up and his dark grey vest and black skinny tie. His hair effortlessly swept off his forehead. Kurt leaned against the frame of the door. "I hope that whatever you have planned, I'm dressed appropriately."

[cetaitbontemps]

A proper date.

I pick her up from her house, naturally, with flowers. If I can figure out her favorites (or if she likes them at all) then that will certainly help on this front.

I'll take her to early dinner, adhering to any kind of thing she doesn't like (vegetarian or what not) and we talk each other's little ears off about common likes and dislikes. We end our dinner with myself paying for the bill.

Then, we go to a concert or show or movie, and I try to hold her hand, and she lets me.

And then I take her home, we share a kiss before I walk her to her door and she texts me about how much fun she had before I get out of her complex/subdivision.

Okay, end romantic rant.