✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧 A DAY OFF ft owen knight
✿ author's note: OMG HELLO! I'm back, sorry for the super long hiatus, I've been super busy and couldn't catch up with anything! But I'm here to show you all my gratitude for the 16k reads!!! You have no idea how happy I am right now. Thank you so much, guys! Continue having fun reading my artwork. This is an au, not related to the manhwa!
genre: fluff
📓 content warning: none ( not proofread )
A cloudy Saturday morning is a perfect day to boost your mood and confidence after a hectic week at work. Usually, you would be at work serving customers and doing sweet beverages until eleven pm.
But today, your, somehow unsociable boss decided to be very generous and let you take a day off without cutting off a cent of your payment which you could not deny. You are having a cup of tea in a mug, sitting down, legs intersected as you sit down over your balcony and watch the sunrise. Hours spent on the patio, with your hair tied up in a messy bun, and enjoying the morning breeze.
A ring on your phone cut into your calming climate making you groan at whoever dares to interrupt you. Alternatively, the caller id manages to slip a small smile on your lip 'Hey?' You breathe, and sips more of the glass, 'Hello?' His voice was raspy, perhaps he had just woken up from slumber 'Why do you call?' You asked, and gets up to re-enter the house.
You sit on the couch, one leg over to your chest hugging it 'You told me last night you got a day off today, right?' You hum, pleading with him to begin again 'So I was wondering if you wanted to go out on a date today? Just a simple one, if you wanted too obviously...' You hum once again 'Sure!' He proceeded to exchange a few talks before he hung up the call.
You tread to your space, already planning what to wear later, your boyfriend, however, did not inform you where to go so basically you'll have to wear something that could match any date. You wore your beige color crop top, the one with the square neck and puff sleeves, and you match the top with high-waisted jeans.
You put on makeup, do your hair and decorate yourself more with a pearl set of accessories, dangling pearl earrings, and a star design ring on your pointer finger.
A purse bag to match the outfit and you are finished, you grab a few snacks to eat as you wait for your boyfriend to drop anchor. The doorbell rang making you jolt up from the seat to make a reply.
Owen stands before you in a collared polo shirt, he's wearing a slack and matches it with his blue Nike chunky sneakers 'Hey!' You slumped against him making him chuckle 'You look beautiful, as always.' He touted, and a tint of red hue spread over your cheeks and down to your neck. Months of being with him still never failed to flatter you every time he commented about your appearances, he just had that affects on everyone.
You thanked him, hand brushing over your elbow in perturbation 'Why do you look so worry for?' He nudged your chin and your eyes made it to his and again you flush 'Can't you stop being so goddamn handsome?' Your mouth works faster than your brain and rationality, your eyes widen in surprise at your bold statement, and softly gasp 'No I mean!' He laughs, arms already slipping over your waist 'It's okay, I know even you can't resist my handsomeness.' You roll your eyes at his cheesy remark making him laugh again.
'Where are we going by the way?' He looks over to you, head tilting to the side a bit with a small puck out lip 'Oh, to the cinema, I recall you saying there's a movie you've been wanting to watch. You got a day off nonetheless.' You melted at his warm gesture, hand now resting over the back of his palm that was on your midriff.
You two walk to the parking lot and got into his car, and you immediately buckle your seatbelt up as Owen did the same 'Here, I connected to the blue tooth, shuffle your playlist.' You did as he said, typing your username on his Spotify and clicking on your playlist to chill and relax. The first song to play was The Lazy Song by Bruno Mars.
'Today I don't feel like...' Both you and Owen sing along to the song, having the best span with each other. The overall ride was not chill and relaxed at all. The two of you did not stop at any music, and just continue singing your hearts out to whatever songs played following.
When you arrived at the venue, Owen got out first after he stopped the engine and you followed suit 'What genre is this movie again?' He polled, eyes on you 'It's kind of like 'Knives out' mystery, thriller, and crime film or something like that!' You shrug at him, and he nods eyes back in front, your hands are now interlacing together as you both head to the cinema.
You are not blind, as you made your way to the cinema you could sense pair two to three gazes over your direction. They were eyeing Owen! Your Owen. Those horny eyes never failed to make your blood boils, their longing stare, mouth-watering, and drooling at the sight of your boyfriend. Owen too is not blind. He could feel their stare from meters away but he could also sense your change of mood, your sharp side eye to whoever managed to catch a glimpse of him with their yearning eyes and this can never make him not laugh at your priceless comeback.
Like any other time, he would assure you by tightening his hold around you and a smile sent over you that could instantly make your nose bleed and your brains stop functioning. That one smile you smell as 'My eyes are only for you.' That kind of smile.
He buys tickets for you both along with a big size of caramel popcorn and one medium-sized carbonated beverage.
You got inside the venue, very grateful that Owen had bought the ticket online and early that you two were able to get a fine place to seat, right in the middle, not very upfront that you'll have to tilt your head up so you don't have to suffer from a major neck pain afterward. Not at the very back too, making sure you can read the subtitles well and clearly.
Halfway through the movie, many choruses of shouting and a series of gasps filled the entire arena, people shouting at the unexpected jump scares which happened a lot. You have your head resting on his shoulder, his hand intertwining with yours once again, his calloused, rough, and big hand against your soft, silk, and small hand. The warmth radiates from him while your hand suffered from coldness.
He smiles at you to which you smile back before proceeding with the movie once more.
✿ author's note: If you made it here, again, thank you so much for keeping up with my inconsistent artwork! I hope you can leave a comment and feedback to keep me informed that you are still here, reading my book. It's very much appreciated.
Two years ago, on this exact month, I started my journey, writing and sharing parts of my book with you, readers. It started very small, I barely had any readers but to think that I have reached this far will still bring tears to my eyes. Up until today, right now, I could not believe I'd reached over 17k reads. It was truly an amazing feeling. Back then, I always tell myself I could never reach where I am now, it could only be a dream that never comes true. I could never be as talented as anyone, it is still how I feel today but to think I still reach where I am now is more than enough to assure me that somewhere out there, one maybe two people really, really enjoyed reading my books. One message from me never stops believing in yourself. You fall, get up and start again, even if you are tired, don't stop instead slow down and rest but never stop, and never say 'I'm giving up'. You are the only person who can show yourself you are worthy. Nobody else could but you.
Once again, thank you very much if you ever read my book. I love every single one of you. You are truly one of the reason I never stops writing until now and I will continue until forever. Thank you so much guys, xx
- your author, nana :D