Stuart. - 2D X Reader

Part 16- Lock and Key Theory

'Are you okay? You look really tense.' He said in a slight whisper.

'Yeah, just nervous, that's all.' That wasn't a lie, I was nervous to see them, but not because he was famous or anything. It was because it was the moment I yearned for, to see him again, despite the artificially implanted negative emotions I tried to force onto myself about him, I missed him, deeply. I don't know why I never told Luke this, or why I never told him we used to be best friends. I think it was because I didn't want to acknowledge it for myself, acknowledge that he was there, and that I used to love him, and how I still did.

Luke sighed, knowing I wasn't giving the whole answer. Instead of further interrogating me, he sighed, and placed a sweet and simple kiss on my lips. His were soft and angular and he had a little mole on the side of his mouth. We both dusted our faces with a light crimson, knowing we never really did anything in public. His sweet little gesture filled me with reassurance, and hope I suppose. I knew I had him, he loved me, and would be close in case I needed him; despite me not telling him why I was so distressed.

'Go on then. I'll come back at 3:30 alright?'

'Alright,' I said smiling up at him. 'And thank you'

Arising from behind the bush, I finally got a view of the restaurant. It was quite stupid really, getting worked up over something so inconsequential. The restaurant was quite quaint; shades of warm browns and reds, it had many various decorations such as plants, paintings and statues yet was clean and simple at the same time, a very nice atmosphere. There was a lady in a red and black sleek uniform standing near the front of the restaurant behind a lectern, holding menus. I approached her and we exchanged smiles, hers being more professional and mine being more friendly.

'Hi! I'm here with a friend, by the name of Paula, is she here?'

'Yes, she's sitting at the back near the little aquarium over there.' The lady pointed a slender finger over to the back, which was dimly lit. I saw Paula sitting, back to a large aquarium, lit by soft blue LEDs and made a soft background noise of trickling water. Paula was not accompanied by 2D and appeared to be reading the menu.

I said thank you to the woman at the front and made my way towards her, an amiable smile on my lips. She looked up at me and gave a small smile back. I pulled out the chair opposite her and sat down.

'Nice to see ya again, y/n.' Paula said nodding, she sounded quite mature, which took me of guard a little.

'As to you Paula!' I placed my bag on the floor. A moment of silence passing between us.

'So where's 2D?' I asked out of genuine curiosity. I was slightly reassured by his lack of presence, he was the main cause of my doubt about coming. There was also a twinge of disappointment when I didn't see him though.

'Oh, ya know, probably runnin' a bit late. E's a bit forgetful, and always gets 'eld back by fans an' the likes.' She sneered when she said the second part and rolled her eyes.

'Oh, I suppose there's downsides to dating someone famous.'

'Yeah, tell me 'bout it. I much prefer it to dating someone boring though, wouldn't ya much prefer someone famous than what ya got now?'

Was that an insult or am I just reading this wrong? I was about to speak but Paula continued.

'I mean e' is great though. All tha' girls want 'im but 'es mine. I know ya' think 'es hot. Would kill 'im if 'e eva finks about cheatin' on me though. I see tha' way he looks at some of tha girls in the crowd.'

She continued to talk on about how good he was and then point out faults with him for a good few minutes, I tried to talk, but all efforts were futile. Every time she would brag about him, I would feel a twinge of jealousy which would then be followed by guilt when I thought of Luke.

Eventually, I was saved from the eternal waffling of Paula by a tall blue haired boy appearing at the entrance of the door.

'Oh! There 'e is now. OVA' ERE!'

I turned to face the direction she was shouting towards, 2D was standing there, next to the woman who I briefly talked to; she was glaring at Paula for shouting. 2D looked so out of place. I was so used to him being on the poster I passed every day that it seemed so wrong seeing him in an everyday situation. He gave a gapped smile and began to approach our table. He appeared quite confident and nonchalant as he strolled over, his posture a bit slouched. He looked very causal and self aware. He wore jeans and a high collared jacket. I could see his face at a higher resolution now, his features undeniably the ones of Stuart's. How could I not know the ones I has spent hours missing?

He pulled out the chair next to Paula and sat down, his lean frame taking up a large area due to the way he positioned his body, leaning back into the chair, his arms loosely resting on his legs; elbows petruding out at the sides, his legs wide open. He sat like someone who was confident in themselves, slightly cocky. His head was tilted a few degrees to the left, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He spoke up:

'Ya look oddly farmillia'...'
Paula looked right at me and smiled, it wasn't a nice smile though. It seemed sinister.
'Well o'course she does Stu-Pott'
Her saying that whilst looking at me felt like getting shot. Yes, I already knew it was Stuart but her openly admitting it was painstakingly hard to go through. Was this all just a ploy for her to rub it in my face that she got the man I loved?
'I can't see too good with me eyes ya' know afta they got got knocked out, can't recognise faces as well.' He said to Paula, voice blurting out in the way that it did now. His head turned to me and he smiled,
'Ya know me already, but I'm 2D or Stu if ya like.' He leaned forward a bit moving his hand over the table, gesturing me to shake it. I placed my hand in his, that feeling before of it fitting perfectly into where it should be returning back to me, the feeling I was desperate for for so many years.
'Hi Stuart. I'm-'
'WAIT.' When I said that he jolted up in bewilderment, his posture fixed and straight,  his inky black eyes expanding in shock whilst looking right at me, hand retracted. His mouth slightly agape ;
'Youer Y/N... and youer back.'