#𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖉𝖔 𝖒𝖊 𝖛𝖎𝖔𝖑𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊 › teddy x bronte.

[revclations]

while teddy had tried his best not to let his expectations for his first date with bronte get the better of him, it was hard not to quickly become enamoured with her quick wit and confidence when it stood so firmly as the opposite of everything he could offer. he wasn't the sort of man who found it easy to reign himself in, shelter his eagerness behind a layer of coolness that others might have found less intimidating but for whatever reason, she'd seemed to like it. his hard work to secure a second date appeared to have worked and by the time that night finally arrived, teddy was practically vibrating with excitement. it was clear to him that bronte was careful with her time, she wasn't willing to waste it on anything she wasn't certain would be worth it and that made him even more anxious to prove himself. he wasn't much of a chef but he'd learned one or two things from his father and after visiting the local florist to pick up a bouquet of flowers that was both not too showy but declared effort in its selection, teddy felt prepared for the night ahead of him. he'd been waiting patiently for bronte's arrival earlier than he'd expected her, tucked away in his living room looking over a particularly rough essay from one of his students so he hadn't realised her lateness till she knocked at the door and he glanced to the clock. if it wasn't for his distraction, there was no doubt that he would have found himself stressed about her tardiness, or questioned whether or not she actually intended on showing up but in an attempt to not pay any of that anxiety any mind, teddy quickly grabbed the flowers and headed to the front door. "no— no it's okay, it was worth it, you look beautiful." he replied with a breathless smile as he took in the sight of her, it had only been a few days but the anticipation of their next meeting had made patience become a foreign trait. he huffed out a laugh and looked down at the flowers with a touch of embarrassment. "ah, yes, you caught me. i was just trying to sneak her out the back and then you arrived so... i guess you can have them instead." he said and held the flowers out for her to take.

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when it came to dates, bronte didn't often allow for seconds. not many people were successful at holding her attention for more than a few hours, so why would she waste her time with another attempt at a connection that wasn't there? based on her first impression of him, she'd assumed teddy would fall into the unfortunate category of boring her to tears before they'd even been served their entrees, but much to her surprise (and delight), he'd kept her entertained all night. even before he'd invited her home, she was fairly certain he wouldn't be a one hit wonder, and that night and the following morning successfully solidified that prospect. not only did she agree to a second date, bronte was actually looking forward to it, every day between their last meeting and their next seeming to drag by until she got to see him again, this time insisting they forgo the conventional restaurant date and just have dinner at his place instead. not only would they have more privacy, but it would also give her a chance to sample his cooking, too. everything was a test with her, feeling as though she needed to assess a person's worth before they earned a place in her life. though it hadn't been her plan to make him wait, by the time she finally got there she was twenty minutes late, somewhat expecting him to be even more eager to see her because of it. "hey," she greeted the man on the other side of the door once he'd answered. "sorry i'm late! i wish i had a proper excuse, but i just kinda started hating everything in my closet five minutes before i was supposed to leave, so... y'know." just seeing his face felt like a breath of fresh air, only becoming aware of how much she missed him once he answered the door. "are those for me?" her smile only brightened once she spotted the flowers in his hand. "or is your other date hiding in the bathroom?"