The Date - Masato Hijirikawa x Reader (Utapri)

If there was a hole somewhere, (Name) would crawl and die in it. She could just hear her best friend laughing while she drew little hearts all over the page attempting to "help" (Name).

"-never thought you would be the type to write something like this, but in order to respond to your feelings, I-"

"I didn't write this!" (Name) panicked. She glances shyly at Masato, and saw him frozen. He clears his throat and apologizes, then turns around to leave. She panics again, trying to remember to breathe. Ah what should I do? If only this hadn't happen! I can't believe my friend! What was she thinking?! Wait...wasn't she the one who told me to go forth with my feelings? Sure her actions isn't the best, but there's really no ill meaning behind them. If she didn't send that letter, I don't think I would have ever managed to even speak to him. That's it. Here's my chance, I'll take action now. "Actually Masato!" (Name) spoke out without putting anymore thought into it. She saw him stop in his tracks and in a hurry, she continued on. "I...I wouldn't mind going on a date with you."

She nearly squealed when Masato turned around to face her. "Then I suppose going on a date with you tonight at seven is fine?" (Name) nods. He gives her a warm smile, and her stomach fills with butterflies.

~***~

The moment (Name) got home, she was too anxious to do her school work. All she could think about was of Masato's piano playing, his smile, and the date tonight. "Gyaaaaaah!" She screamed into her pillow. "You know what? Screw this." (Name) got up and started searching through her closet to find something to wear.

And that's when the problem began.

"No...no...no..." One after another, she rejected her clothing. They were either too plain, too boring, or not appropriate for this season. "Oh no...What do I wear? Are we going somewhere fancy? Are we eating out? Are we watching a movie? Should I be flirty and risk it? Or should I be collected and conservative? Is wearing something comfortable a bad idea? Or maybe going all out is better?" After several hours of deciding, she realized it was 6:30 and ended up wearing her favorite color dress. She hurriedly put on some makeup and did her hair. When she received a text message notifying her that Masato arrived, she ran to her front door to avoid her family's confrontation.

"(Name)!" Masato said in shock as she quickly closed her front door behind her. "I was about to greet your parents inside!"

(Name) quickly conjured up a lie, "Ah about that, haha. Um, they're actually not home right now..."

"Oh well, you look especially stunning tonight, (Name). Shall we leave?" He offered his arm to her, and (Name) gladly took it.

She gasped when she saw a limo waiting for them. "You got a limo for me?"

He looked away for a bit and murmured, "Nothing less for you, (Name)." He opened the door for her and she went in with him following after. The ride to their destination was full of awkward silence, neither of them having the courage to start up a conversation. Once they arrived, he helped her out and yet again, (Name) was shocked.

This is the most expensive and the fanciest restaurant in town! Only high class people come here! I knew I should have worn something better! The look on (Name)'s face must have gave off the wrong vibe as Masato asked, "(Name)? Is something wrong?"

"Oh no, not at all! I was just...you should have told me we were going somewhere fancy. I look out of place in this dress."

"(Name)...you look beautiful no matter what you wear." (Name) blushed, and he guided her inside the restaurant to a private section. Wow...he reserved all of this? And on such a short notice? (Name) couldn't bring herself to look at Masato's eyes again. How did this happen? Her being on a date in such a high class restaurant...

"Are you two ready to order yet?" A waiter asks, pen and notebook in hand.

(Name) made a face when she realized she hadn't even open the menu yet. "Oh, um..." Minutes pass by as she reads the confusing menu. With no options left, she whispers to Masato, "Masato, I don't even know what half of these are."

She watched as Masato tried his best to prevent from bursting out laughing. "We'll have the special then."

"Alright then, I'll be back with your order as soon as possible." The waiter left, and Masato allowed himself to chuckle.

(Name) pouted, "It's not that funny. I just...haven't been to a five star restaurant."

"You're right, you're right. Perhaps it is my fault. I should take consideration into where you want to go next time- Er, if you want there to be a next time." He turned away again, but that was before she saw a blush forming on his face.

That was when (Name) realized that Masato was like any other person. He is easy to understand, and puts his best in everything. This is why I like him. "I would love to," she said. Masato turned to look at her and gave her another bright smile. All of (Name)'s worries were dispelled for that night.

For the remainder of the date, they ate and chatted of small things. The food is delicious, and (Name) learnt of all the things they shared in common. Finally, they finished the dessert and headed outside to go home.

Once outside, the limo was nowhere in sight. "That is odd..." Masato muttered.

"What?" (Name) asked.

"Oh nothing. Hold on, I need to make a call." He excused himself and momentarily left. When he came back, his face was grim. "There appears to have been some accident and now the limo is in traffic. They won't be arriving soon." He sighed, "I'm so sorry. This was suppose to be perfect and everything. I'll just call a taxi-"

"No wait! You have done enough for me. I feel bad for you on spending all this money on me, so how about we just walk home?"

Masato looks at her in surprise, "W-well, if you want. I know the directions to your house from here."

"Great." They start walking in the direction to her house, embracing the beautiful night lights. A cool night breeze hits them, making (Name) shiver. Just as soon she felt the chill though, a heavy weight was placed on her shoulders. She looked up to see Masato giving her his jacket. "Thank you."

"My pleasure."

Soon, they arrived to the edge of the hill they were on, and (Name) had to momentarily pause as the view astonished her. "Wow," she breathed out. The city lights illuminated the night, making her feel like she could do anything she ever wanted. Her moment of inspiration was shortly lived though when she tripped on a rock.

Instead of the cold hard ground hugging her, she found herself in the arms of Masato. Their faces mere inches from each other, she could feel his warmth breath. He asked, "Are you okay?

"I-I think my heel broke." (Name) nearly squeaked out. His strong hands were at her waist, and if she moved anymore, their lips would practically be touching. Masato quickly released (Name) and placed her upright. "T-thank y-you." God dang it, why can't I stop stuttering?

He nodded, and then looked around. "I think I could see your house from here. We're not that far away." Instantly, he crouched down. "Come on, I'll give you a piggy back ride the rest of the way."

(Name) blinked in disbelief. "What? I-I can't!"

"It's either this or I carry you bridal style. I can't have you walking barefoot back. Now hurry."

(Name) stares at him embarrassed for a few seconds, and then complies. This is so weird... She thinks, hoisting herself on his back. Then she realizes how much of a burden she must be. "I'm sorry about my heavy weight, Masato..."

"It doesn't matter as long as you are fine. I could barely feel you too!"

(Name) blushes and he starts running off. She holds on for dear life as they descend down the hill, and laughs when he almost trips. As her cheeks brushes against his hair, she can't help but smell it for it is so soft. So soft...like a pillow. Then she imagines herself waking up in his arms, and blush.

They finally arrive to her house, the trip being quicker than she expected, leaving her slightly disappointed. Masato settles her down at her doorsteps. He looks at her, and before she knew it, his hand was cupping her cheek. "Your face is all flushed." He smiled. "I hope you have a good night."

He was about to turn around to leave when (Name) suddenly grabbed him by the tie. Pulling his face down to her height, she kisses him. She releases when they begin to run out of air, and squeaks good night before running inside her house. Once inside the confinement of her house, she leans her weight against the door and pants. What was I thinking? 

However, outside, Masato touches his lips, shocked. Finally, he asks out loud, "Now how am I suppose to get home?"