𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐘, 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒
hayden (harvard hottie) x woc!reader
summary: you and your golden boy have an eventful date in new york city.
warnings: tooth rotting fluff, lots of flirting
three knocks could be heard from the front door of your tiny apartment, once the door was opened, it revealed a shy hayden with orange flowers wrapped in newspaper, his cheeks rosy crescents and his neptune eyes caught the galaxies behind yours, as if the lonesome, cold planet has finally found his home.
"hi pretty boy." you gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek while he carefully placed his hands on your sides.
"hi, i picked them especially for you." he handed you the flowers as his strawberry lips curled into a small smile, and god how badly you wanted to kiss them.
"you shouldn't have." you took the flowers from him and placed them in a small vase filled with water, "thank you pretty boy."
"so, shall we go?" he lend you his arm and off you went.
your first stop was the metropolitan museum of arts. the wide halls of the museum were filled with majestic sculptures of gods and goddesses of myths and tales. if you weren't in your right mind, you would've mistaken harvard's golden boy as one.
hayden guides you by the hand as you both wander the vermilion corridors, hopelessly lost in the labyrinth of exhibits and galleries.
"do you think we'll end up like them? hung up in a museum while people share our tales and admire our bodies?" your playful question let a chuckle out of your pretty boy.
"hmmm, why not? i know for a fact that you will be so admired, aphrodite, athena and artemis merged into one person." his strawberry lips were caught between his crystal teeth as he eyed your figure.
"whatever you say, pretty boy." the petname that rolled out of your mouth like red liquor made him want to nuzzle his face in the crook of your neck and stay there forever.
in the fuzzy euphoria of rushing feet, hushed giggles and effervescent laughter, lingering touches and stares that made their skins jump, you and hayden shared the love of knowledge through arts.
painting that held meanings with every flow of their brushes, paintings that held history within their frames.
as you both left the halls of the met, your fingers intertwined and bodies stuck together like metal and magnet. you looked up at hayden's face which was covered in copper constellations, if you you had all the time in the world, you'd kiss each and every one of them, then write the story behind them.
"will we ever make it to the louvre?" your left cheek was resting on hayden's shoulder, your fingers drawing figure circles on his hand.
"i'll show you the world, pretty girl, and i'll let the world see you." he placed a sloppy kiss on your temple. you perked your face up at him, and placed a passionate kiss on his feverish lips, which he gladly returned by holding your head closer.
the kiss was needy, loving, and longing. you felt shooting stars in your stomach, rare but so unique. the universe was spiraling into a never ending loop that you felt every jiffy of.
"love is pain in disguise, a scorpion lying in wait for the right moment, to strike inject you with its poison before scuttling off into the shadows.
and i know that I'll gladly follow you into the shadows." your fingers caressed his face before trailing his abdomen and drawing circles there, a habit anxiousness has created for you.
"and i know for a fact that I'll never scuttle off to the shadows without you, you have bewitched my soul to never leave yours." he held you close like you were his final resort, and kissed away your pains once more.
"so, you're still in for pizza in harlem?" his playful tone returned, causing you to blurt out a giggle.
"of course, pretty boy."
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I was blonde, and more Scottish, and a girl, visiting New York and met Mr Beast on a dating app and we fell head over heels for each other, but I had to return to Scotland so he took 7 months off from YouTube to live in Scotland and date me and live with me in a several hundred years old farmhouse. I encouraged him to start a more personal channel and be more authentic with his viewers. We were very happy together and raised sheep.
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Getting DMs from the Team that Sam was spotted on a date with a blonde last night in the West Village, New York City!👇
Here's the Instagram post, and if you scroll, you can see Sam and the blonde woman behind the girl posting. 👇
Close up. 👇
Comments where the girl confirms he was on a date. So, obviously something in their interactions led her to believe this was a date. 👇
Soooooo, WHO is this mystery blonde? This one looks like she has bangs. Mhm. 🤔
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