(Mikey x Nerd Reader) The Gangster and the Nerd

Chapter 7: Ideal Date

Mikey frowns and places his head against yours. "You should know that as your partner, it's my duty to help you no matter what. That's exactly how the Toman function as well. We help one another. Don't be afraid to show me who you are. I want to see." You blush and nod in acknowledgment. "I want to know more about Mikey-kun too." You stray to your half-naked form recalling his outlandish tantrum. "B-But not like this!" You scolded near the end nearly forgetting what he's done. "Next time, talk to me rather than attack me."

"I'm sorry, I let my primal instincts get ahold of me." He sheepishly rubs the back of his head as you give him a grand lecture that lasted all night.

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The next day, you woke up to your beloved sleeping peacefully beside you. After last night, he asked for reassurance regarding his insecurities; though he never really admitted the reason for begging for a sleepover, it was obvious nonetheless. The fruition of the close proximity between you makes your cheeks turn pink and his arm loosely draped over your waist, his hair now messy caresses his face beautifully only reddens your blush. Your fingers run through his hair and for the first time learn just how soft his mane is much like a sheep. He lets out a content hum as you comb through his locks. You stare enchanted at the boy, it gives you a sense of surrealism. How on Earth is a charismatic man like Sano capable of doing anything without fearing the consequences? It made you envious of his personality when all your life you've been ridiculed. Perhaps his affiliations allow him to pursue whatever he wants? Several questions swirl within making you crave more answers; and at the same time, his eyes pry open the minute your fingers idly brush his cheek. As if on instinct, he grasps your wrist briefly before letting go after noticing you. "(Y/n)?" He spoke groggily. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you. I was just fascinated by your peaceful state." You admitted. His cheeks grow a slightly rosy color, yet it's warded away by his smirk. To think that he has captivated you just by sleeping is an achievement in his book. "Then, by all means, gawk all you want, babe." Your heart flutters at the nickname but are equally annoyed that once again he can easily express his feelings so casually. "Maybe some other time." You grumbled. You stretch out of bed and open the curtains to find it cloudy.

'That's right, I have nothing to do and Mikey is here with me...alone.'

You peer over your shoulder to encounter him gone. "Huh?" You tilt your head wondering how the hell he vanished in the blink of an eye. You check the bathroom and there is no one. You ponder all the places he could be.

Just before you could surmise, the front door clicks as though someone had left. In a panic you descend the stairs, throw on some slippers and run outside to catch him just as he was about to turn the corner. He turns to your out-of-breath form. "Wait, where are you going?" He tilts his head confused by the obvious answer. "I'm going home."

"But why?" You asked.

"Because your sister is sure to arrive soon and you want me to leave before she does?" It's then that you remember he was keeping to his schedule. "Oh right." You sighed. "Is something wrong?" The next thing you do is take a deep breath then ask, "d-do you want to go out on a date with me today?" The incredulous proposal clearly throws him back, having to deliberate the invitation. While he does, your insecurities rise to dread a bold move. All you could think is,

'What if he says no? What if he loses interest because a girl offered? Surely he's not a misogynist? I should have stayed in my lane.'

"Ok." Slowly but surely, you meet his kind smile as though the old Mikey was replaced with a gentle one. Suddenly, every doubt gets washed away. "Y-yeah?" You asked for confirmation. "Of course I want to go on a date with my girl." He chuckled. "Why do you make it sound ludicrous?" He plants a kiss upon your cheek. "I'll meet you at the cafe in Shibuya at one." He appointed. You escort him to his bike, "that sounds perfect." The engine purrs when ignited. You watch as he prepares to take off. Your heart, however, asked for a final farewell. Growing bolder for the second time, you cup his face for a kiss on the cheek. "Drive safely, Sano."