Pest Control ✔

PC │021

【A L V I N】

Lucien ended up falling asleep on the couch that night because he said there would be a delivery somewhere around midnight and he didn't want to disturb my beauty sleep, which, quite frankly, I needed more than anything at that point. 

To be honest, it did feel nice to be in Lucien's company away from all the bugs. Unfortunately though, that time was short-lived for the next morning I ended up going back home whilst attempting to be as quiet as a mouse so I wouldn't wake him up. Don't worry though, I didn't leave just like that, that would be an asshole move. I left a letter thanking him for letting me stay over and for such a good time and also mentioned that I'd love to stay over some other time as well. 

But, when I got home, I realized that instead of being such an extra piece of shit, I could have just sent him a text message. 

"Alvin, are you paying attention?" Rowan questioned, snapping their fingers in front of my face and dragging me right back to reality. 

"Sorry, I zoned out," I confessed apologetically. "What were you saying?"

"We have great news," they beamed excitedly, grasping all of our interests, myself included. 

"Go on," Delilah urged, her eyes twinkling in anticipation. 

Then, Rowan stuck out their arm before wiggling their fingers with pride, showing off the little diamond ring that was on their ring finger, "He proposed!"

"No way!" Margot gasped, leaning forward and examining the ring. "It looks expensive as fuck, how did you even afford this?"

"I'm rich," Antonio said with pride, repeating himself from before. "And no, that is not why they say eat the rich."

"How did it happen?" Delilah questioned in excitement while I simply sat and attempted to pretend like I didn't know he was planning on proposing. 

"Remember how we met at Home Depot?" 

"Please don't tell me he proposed to you at Home Depot," Margot sighed. 

"What's wrong with being proposed to at Home Depot?" Antonio began. "You can get free shit."

"No, he didn't propose at Home Depot," Rowan interrupted, shaking their head. "He proposed at Ikea."

"Why?" Delilah stated simply, unamused.

"I'm joking, idiots."

"Okay now shut the fuck up and tell us the truth," Margot insisted. 

"Fine fine," they responded with a not-so-subtle eye-roll. "He took me to Pizza Hut and ordered my favourite, Mozzarella Cheese Pizza. And when I finished eating, he just got down on one knee and popped the question. It was so romantic because I had sauce all over my mouth and my stomach was on the verge of exploding. We got another pizza for free, and we ate that as well. By the time I got home, I almost shit my pants because of extreme di-"

"I'm going to stop you right there," Delilah gagged. "So he proposed at Pizza Hut?"

"Yes, and what about it?"

Silence filled the room for a minute. Then two minutes. Then five.

"That's so romantic!" Delilah squealed. "Marg, if you don't propose to me at some fast food restaurant, I'm leaving you."

"The standards are so low," Margot responded, shaking her head. "I love it."

"Congratulations, you guys," I said with a grin. "How do you wanna celebrate?"

"Pizza?" Antonio questioned, tilting his head.

"Are you crazy? Do you want me to explode?" Rowan scoffed. "I vote for hamburgers."

"Hamburgers won't make you explode?" he fired back.

"Not as much as pizza," they shrugged in response. "Anyway, you guys. The wedding is in six months. We're going to start planning starting tomorrow so we probably won't be around you guys as much."

"What a relief," Margot joked to which she earned a smack on the head from Rowan. 

I was about to say something when I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I pulled it out and read the notification on the screen - a message from Lucien which read 'Hey, do you have anything planned for tomorrow?'

'No, why?' I typed back. 

Barely a second after, I got a response, 'Will you let me take you skating?'

'Figure skating?'  I sent back, unable to hold back the smile that made its way onto my face.

'No, ice skating. Figure skating involves some tricks as well, I wouldn't want you to die so soon.'

I let out a chuckle at that and typed back, 'I'd love to go with you. What time?'

He responded saying any time would work just fine for him after which we settled on half past seven in the evening. After I was done texting him, I looked back up at them with that stupid smile still on my stupid face.

And I was met with the most terrifying sight. Four people staring at me intently like a group of hawks. 

"What?" I questioned with a raised brow.

"Is that your boyfriend?" Rowan suggested with a smug smirk.

"Must be Lucien," Antonio commented, flipping his imaginary hair over his shoulder - yes, something he did quite often. 

"And what about it?" I questioned, flipping my imaginary hair over my shoulder as well.

"Wait, you guys are a thing?" Margot questioned in surprise.

"No, we're just friends," I informed.

"Would you date him though?" Delilah questioned excitedly. 

That caught me off-guard. I nearly choked on my spit after I had been asked that and instantly resorted to scratching the back of my neck in an awkward manner, my cheeks tinted crimson. 

"Let's talk about something else," Rowan suggested upon noticing how silent I had gotten. "Would Alfredo come to the wedding if we invited him?"

After that, everything faded into the background because I was still stuck thinking about what Delilah had asked me. 

Would you date him though?

I don't know. Would I?

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A/N: it's getting so difficult to establish romance in my books now oml i don't know if it's because i'm aromantic or because i haven't written a book in a while :(( i've already established chemistry between the characters and all that but how do i take it further ngfowiwejroijeroc nvm i'll come up with something B-)) i hope you're enjoying so far