![]() "I couldn't think of anything else off the top of my head!" You said. "Really?" Jack asked with a laugh, raising an eyebrow. I don't know, what's your favorite color?" "Alright." You said, pondering for a question. "That's the point of the date thought, innit?" Jack said. He had done the same at the photoshoot all those weeks ago, and it had made you smile then too. You couldn't help but smile at that as well - it was awfully cute how you could throw one compliment in his direction and he would get all smiley. Jack grinned, ducking his head for a moment. "I'm glad it worked out like it did - I know I don't know you all that well, but you seem like a really great guy." "I wasn't really thinking when I said it, and then I was scared you were going to see it, but then I remembered you said you didn't watch too much and so you probably wouldn't see it, but then you did and you messaged me and I was terrfied for about two seconds, but." He sighed. "I mean, you told your stream before you told me, but it was still nice-" "I thought it was kind of cute." You said, sensing his embarrassment. "Ugh, the clip." Jack said, running a hand down his face. Even standing next to Dawn and Ty, who were actual models, Jack had still said that about you. "Yeah, you said that in the clip." It was one of the parts that had played over a million times in your memory. "I mean - I already said that you look like a model, but really, you could be." ![]() "Thanks, I had some help from Dawn and Ty." "Oh." You said, butterflies surging up within you again. "I was trying to think of a way to tell you that you look really good in the car, but I couldn't come up with anything." He paused. "It's a lot harder when its not over text." You were just getting uncomfortable when he smiled, saying, "We're not very good at carrying a conversation, are we?" The butterflies had stilled somewhat on the ride over, but you were still buzzing with nervous energy - a combination of being excited to see Jack and not wanting to accidentally mess up the date.Ī silence fell over your table as Jack folded his hands together on the table. You laughed, your gaze turning from the flowers in the center of the table to the window next to you. "Wanted to make sure that we really set the mood." "I called ahead and told them to dial the romance all the way up." Jack joked. You took the seat across from Jack, smiling at the flowers. In the center of the table, some white flowers sat in a jar. It was a nice little window seat - a great view of people passing by on the pavement outside. You tried to smooth your hair back into something presentable as you placed your orders and found yourselves a little booth tucked away in the corner of the place. It really wasn't fair when you thought about it - the wind whipping through the car didn't matter to Jack he didn't have any hair to tousle. The drive to the little sandwich shop wasn't too long, but it was just long enough that there was no saving your hair from becoming a windblown mess. It didn't matter that Ty had fixed your hair, because Jack drove with the windows down.
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