y/n: your name
"i don't understand why we have to go out, it's not like we're gonna act like a couple. he's anti-romantic." you complained to your best friend on the phone.
"just go have fun and put that aside. you do love him, y/n. now go get ready." she said on the other line.
you sighed and hung up.
you know she's right about you loving y/p. but recently, you've been thinking whether you're with the right person. you don't like pda but you do want to be with someone who shows you off or someone who will hold your hand.
*at the restaurant*
when you were seated, the waiter came up to your table. you knew he's been eyeing you from the moment you enter.
while waiting for your orders, he slid you a piece of paper on the table, making a move on you.
"what would you like to order, pretty girl?" he asked, completely ignoring your boyfriend's existence.
before you could say anything, y/p cleared his throat.
"i would like to order a leave-my-beautiful-girl alone, please." he said looking up at the waiter and proceeded to tear the paper you got.
"she's mine, buddy. take notes. now please get us another waiter, one who has brains and will not hit on taken girls." he added.
the waiter's face started turning red when he went away.
you can't help but stared at him in shock because you've never seen this side of him before.
"what, baby?" he asked when he realised you looked shocked.
"what was that? i've never seen that side of you before." you said, smiling.
"i hope you know that even though i'm bad at expressing how i feel, i love you and i'm proud to have you. you're mine." he said reaching out to hold your hand.
"i love you too."
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