#shroom’s pride month girl kisser agenda

[box-of-roses]

ೃ⁀➷*Boyfriendೃ༄

Pairing: Alisa x fem!reader

Words: 1k

Warnings: Drinking

Synposis: Your boyfriend breaks up with you and your friends drag you to a party. Not happy to be there you bump into Alisa who makes the night worthwhile.

You couldn’t believe your friends had managed to drag you to this party. It was inevitable that they were going to, your boyfriend had just broken up with you and they were tired of your moping around. So here you were, dressed up and hating every second of it. The drink you had been nursing since you had arrived growing warm. With a sigh you toss it in the first trashcan you see. On your way towards the door to end this awful night it gets worse because you stumble into the most beautiful woman you have ever seen in your life.

“I’m so sorry,” you say, cheeks growing warm with embarrassment.

“That’s alright, I’m Alisa,” she says as she places a hand on your shoulder to steady you. “Were you leaving?” You nod as you look down towards your now much too uncomfortable shoes.

“My friends all went away, even though this was their idea to ‘cheer me up’, lot of good it did me.” Your eyes widen a little as you look up to her. “Sorry, you probably didn’t come here to hear the woes of a stranger.” She lets out a laugh and suddenly your fiddling with the jewelry around your fingers.

“Well, we can’t have that. Here-” She smiles down at you and leans down a bit- “ I’ll make a deal with you.You hang out with me for half an hour and if you’re still not having fun I’ll take you home.” Your breath hitches in your throat.

“Okay,” it comes out so quiet you’re almost sure she didn’t hear you but a wide grin breaks out across her face as she grabs your hand and leads you to the dance floor. You can feel a smile beginning to grow across your own face. Eyes locked on your intertwined fingers. It doesn’t matter that the song playing is the same one from a few minutes ago. It doesn’t matter that there’s people crowding and pushing around you. It doesn’t matter because she’s looking at you with the sweetest gaze and she’s holding your hand as you jump and twist to the music.

Laughs escape your lips and soon enough half an hour has flown by. You're both out of breath as she leads you off to a corner. “So, are you having fun or do you want me to walk you home?”

“Definitely the first option,” you say, the smile that had appeared half an hour earlier is still there. Your cheeks are beginning to hurt from the intensity of it. She laughs and grabs both of your hands.

“Well then, let’s keep dancing.” She pulls you back to the dance floor.

Hours go by of the two of you smiling, laughing, and dancing. By the end of the night, or the beginning of a new day, you’re sweating. Cheeks flushed, out of breath, but smiles still firmly planted on your faces. By the time people are getting kicked out of the house you are faced with reality again.

“Can I have your number?” You ask as you pull out your phone.

“In a let’s be friends way or you're hot and I want to take you on a date way? Because for me it’s the second option.” Her own face is a bit flushed as she asks and pulls out her own phone.

“Definitely the second option.” You smile and say softly. The anxiety that was weighing on your shoulders is gone. You hand your phone to her and you take hers. After putting your numbers and photos in your phones are handed back.

She walks you home and as much as you don’t want the night to end it does. It ends with a simple kiss to your cheek and a date planned for the following week.

It’s funny how much slower the week passes by when you have something to wait for. Your friends had caught on to your giddiness and were teasing you about how you should listen to them more often. That conversation ends with you pushing them away gently and leaving the room.

You arrive at the cafe and there is Alisa, looking as gorgeous as usual. She has a black crop top on and slacks with a grey blazer thrown over her shoulders. Her hair is kept out of her face by a simple pair of cat eye sunglasses pushed on her head. Her face is unamused and guarded until she sees you. Her face immediately brightens and she waves you over.

“Y/N! I’m so happy you were able to make it.” She pulls you into a hug and you hug her back.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” You smile softly at her and she holds your hand as she pulls the both of you up to the counter.

“What would you like?” Oh…you know that voice. You press your lips in a tight line as you look at the boy in front of you. Alisa looks at you a little confused before the dots click in her head. No worries though as she wraps her arm around your shoulder.

“What would you like my love?” Is it warm in here or are you just blushing? You’re just blushing. You give her a shy smile and tell her your order. “I’ll have a caramel iced coffee and my date here will have c/o. I’ll be paying of course.” She pulls out her card before you can stop her and pays for both of your drinks.

As you walk back to your table she notices you shiver and takes off her blazer effectively wrapping it around your shoulders. “Thank you Alisa.”

“Of course, anything for such a cute date. You’re just so cute, how could I not?” She laughs and as you sit at the table, hand in hand, jacket thrown over your shoulders, and a smile on your face you think.

Maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea to go to that party after all.

I hope you guys enjoyed!!! It’s pride month so happy gay month everyone!!! There’s Three more fics coming your way as Pride Month specials! There’s still time to join the taglist for the others!!!

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