Hi!! Could you possibly write a Sprace & Javid double date fic? 🤗💐
Friday
Sprace & Javid
Modern au ‼️
Here you go darling 🫶🏻
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Fridays were Spots favourite, and not just because it was the day before the weekend, Friday was date night. Friday was the day that he got Races full undivided attention. Friday was the day that he longed for during a long week of work, thinking about Races gorgeous eyes looking at him doe-fully from the other end of the table, throwing out jokes that just might make him smile and getting to just hear him talk. That gentle yet loud voice that seemed to be able to talk its way out of all spots problems for him. No homework, no annoying co-workers, and no stress.
Yeah. Friday was going to be perfect. No problems, just the two of them.
Unfortunately for Spot, it wasn't Friday, it was Thursday.
"Race, could you pass me the remote?" Spot asked.
Race remained silent, chewing on the end of his pen, staring down at some sheets of paper, like he had been, for the last two hours.
"Race?" Spot asked again, this time waving a hand infront of his unfixed eyes.
"Huh?" Race blinked back into focus, starting a bit. Spot smiled.
"I said can you pass me the remote." Spot repeated softly.
"Oh yeah! .... sorry." Race quickly picked up the remote and handed it over, however, Spot didn't move to turn on the TV, instead, as if he had turned on a movie - his favourite movie - he began to analyse Races face and quick squirrel-like movements.
"Are you okay?" He asked gently, placing a hand on his leg.
"Yeah!" Answered Race slightly too quickly.
"Come on, talk to me." Spot lightly pulled Race back so that Races back was slumped on his chest and his head tiredly resting on his shoulder.
"I knew that college was hard but I didn't think it would be this hard." Race whined, looking up at Spot.
"I know...you'll get it, you always do." Spot reassured, wrapping his arms around him.
"And I feel so guilty." Race carried on.
"About what?" Spot gently kissed the side of his head.
"You."
"Me?"
"I'm always either at college, or doing homework and I feel like I don't make enough time for you." Race mumbled into Spots shoulder.
"No Race don't you worry about that, focus on school it's way more important...and although I'd love to have you all to myself every day of the week...I'll settle for Friday."
Race smiled and tilted his head upwards,"Yeah, Friday."
From where they were sat, they both heard the rings of Races phone disregarded on the sofa near them. Race scrambled over Spot to get it.
"Hello?"
"Oh shit really?"
"I'd sue personally."
"Mega mega fuming."
"Uh yeah I guess you can!"
"Italian, the one near my college."
"This Friday yeah."
As if a puppy being wound up by the word walk, Spot turned his head comedically slow and blinked in disbelief.
"See you then, bye."
Race turned back around and audibly laughed at Spots shocked face.
"What did you just do." Spots voice was weirdly deep.
"That was Davey, he said that his date reservations were cancelled and asked if they could join us." Race replied, almost laughing again.
"No."
"Too late." Race smiled
"I am not going on a date with fuck ass Jack." Spot said angrily.
"You wouldn't be on a date WITH Jack you'd be on a date with me, and Jack would just be there too." Race soothed.
"There's no way." Spot said blankly.
" Come on, a double date will be fun!...and I've already said yes." Race beamed.
Dramatically, Spot let out a load groan, covering his face with his hands and sliding further down the sofa until he lay face down on the floor.
"Get a grip mate." Race joked, walking right on top of Spots back to get to the kitchen.
Friday came faster than it ever had before for Spot, the one time he dreaded it.
"Oh hey guys." Race smiled as he approached the door of the restaurant at the same time Jack and Davey arrived.
"Hiya!" Davey said happily, clearly very exited.
"Is that new?" Spot indicated to Jack's coat, not even greeting him.
"Yeah and what of it?" Jack said defensively.
"Nothing...." Spot dragged out the last silobol as if it were a question, trying to find eye contact with Race to test the waters.
"You look like princess Diana." Race said flatly.
Spot laughed loudly, davey hid a smirk and Jack stood there looking as though he was trying to use his mind to make Race explode.
"How the hell do I look like princess Diana?" Jack snapped.
"I didn't mean anything by it....it just makes you look very....." Race trailed off, trying not to giggle at Jack's face.
"Feminine." Spot finished.
"Shut up!" Jack yelled.
"Not in a mean way! We just mean you look very snatched... very uhh..." Race smiled like the sun.
"Dainty." Spot finished again.
"That's it, I'll take both of you right now! See whose dainty then you little-" Jack growled, before Davey put a hand on his arm.
"Jackie you look fine, you don't look dainty and you don't look like a princess." Davey whispered to him, instantly feeling his arm- de-tense.
"Yeah...okay." Jack finally agreed, "let's go Inside I'm cold."
"Lead the way your highness." Davey smirked and felt Jack gasp and smack him whilst Spot and Race burst into giggles.
Twenty minutes later, they were still waiting in the dimly lit restaurant buzzing with happy couples and families.
"Can I help you?" One of the waitors finally asked.
"Hello, were here for a reservation for four under the name Higgins." Race gladly replied.
"Let me just check....oh." the waitor made an awkward face. They all froze in dread.
"Looks like we had you double booked..."
"Looks like you're about to be double right hooked-" Race said Instantly before Spot pulled him away and stood infront of him.
"Is there anything you can do?" Spot asked wairely.
"I'm afraid not sir."
They all groaned and shuffled out of the door.
"So what now?" Jack huffed, crossing his arms.
"Uhhh...suicide pact?" Race offered with a straight face.
"Or...we could go get maccies?" Davey suggested sounding a little bit scared. They all agreed and began walking.
The walk was brisk but beautiful, Davey and Jack walked infront, both couples holding hands and gently talking, looking up at the stars freckled in the navy sky. Jack snd Spot walked by the road because it was the "gentlemanly thing to do" until Spot kept purposefully stepping on the back of Jack's shoes and had to swap with Race. Seeing Races tired yet happy face painted with moonlight almost made up for the way the night was turning out, almost.
"Were hereeee." Davey said cheerfully and began to drag Jack by his hand as if a dog on a leash. Soon enough they were Stood around the ordering screen.
"Four big macs?" Spot announced, "no wonder you're so horizontally challenged.
"At least I'm not vertically challenged." Jack smirked back.
" You're both gonna be sexually challenged if you don't shut up." Davey interjected, both he and Race cackled at their shocked faces.
"Now out of my way I want my maccies." Davey shoved Jack to the side, he stumbled slightly. Spot and Race made eye contact and held back laughter. A few minutes later, they were all sat around a table.
" Davey can I have a fry please?" Jack asked nicely.
"No." Davey responded.
"Why not?" Jack smiled slightly, for some reason he found this adorable.
"Mine." Davey said, repressing a smile of his own.
"I'm starting to think that you love those fries more than me." Jack joked and then his face dropped when instead of disagreeing, Davey went silent and side-eyes him. He then burst into laughter and began to subconsciously hit Jack.
"First you starve me now you abuse me." Jack sighed, playfulness laced in his voice.
"Sorry you know I hit things when I laugh..." davey giggled and wiped his eyes after the intense laughter, of course Jack knew. "And I'm joking Jackie, you know I love you more."
"There's my sweet boy." Jack said softly before pecking Davey on the forehead and then his lips, again and again and again. Lips meeting teeth as he smiled uncontrollably at the boy infront of him, wanting to never stop touching him.
"Right get a room you two." Spot Snarled.
"I cant help it if he loves my taste." Jack sneered.
"Yeah you taste like fries!" Davey chirped
"You and these damn fries why don't you snog the fries if you-." Jack was cut off by soft lips meeting his again, more deep and intimate this time, a tongue flicking along his inner-bottom lip.
Spot went to say something when he suddenly heard:
"Spot do you think I could fit this whole burger in my mouth?"
"Race no!"
For the next ten minutes, Jack and Davey tangled themselves up in eachother as Jack greedily stocked up on kisses like you would food for a zombie apocalypse. Whilst, Race choaked and Spot patted his back, almost in tears.
Soon enough, they were back at Spot and Races apartment, Davey had his head rested on Jack's lap, who was staring down at Davey whilst he talked, eyes full to the brim with with mental intimacy and warmth, there had been a time it had over filled in his eyes and spilled down his cheeks, he hoped Davey didn't remember than as he ran a hand through his hair. They had just watched a movie and were winding down for the night, wrappers and an empty bottle of wine lay around then.
On the other side of the sofa, Spot was sitting contently on the sofa, with Races legs bend over his and his side rested against Spots chest.
"I'm sorry tonight wasn't quite like how you pictured." Race whispered.
"It's fine." Spot whispered back, placing a kiss into his hair.
"No its not...you were so exited for this and it all got ruined." Race sighed
"Nothing was ruined, the only thing that could have ruined my night is you not being there baby." He laced their fingers together. Race went pink.
"Even though it was a double date?" Race asked.
"Even with fuck ass Jack here, it was great." Spot reassured.
"You're lying to make me feel better, I ruined it by being boring and school-centred ." Race said sadly.
"Baby...you shoved a whole burger down your throat and told a waitor you were gonna right-hook him, you are the last thing from boring." Spot chucked, finally getting Race to look up at him.
"so same time next Friday?" Race grinned, "maybe next time just us."
"I've never loved you more than I do right now."
With that, their lips didn't part for the rest of the night.
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I thought making this more dialogue heavy would fit the prompt more but now I feel like it just seems rushed 😭
Sorry for the absalout wait for a fic to come out, I'll get back in the grind don't you worry.