You hated him. His stupid smirk... His candy red text...his little drawl added to every word...yet...you find his smirk sexy as hell... His candy red text made your heart skip a beat and that drawl... God you felt your face heat up when ever he would accidently let his accent slip to accent a word or even a sentance. God it made your stomach tie in knots when you saw him sometimes. His stupid cape, his hipster shades, they just made you want him... They made you need him. You'd never let him know though, how much you just wanted him to fucking love you for your shouty voice, you nubbed horns, every little nick and or cut, and flaws that shone out to the world. He made your heart hurt, and your stomach flutter. There he was sitting in a chair tipped back at an angle that said "I'm to cool for any bullshit", mouthing words and sometimes jotting something on the notepad next to him. You sigh and bite your lip, mustering the courage to walk over to him. He turns his head to give a soft nod to you, only to make you clench your fists at your sides and bite the inside of your cheek. You try to remember what the main man in your romcoms would do. Your mind races as you lean in and pull off te headphones. Dave raises a brow and presses pause on the track he was listening to and looks in your direction, causing you to turn your head to the side a bit. You look to him again

"Strider..." You say, blinking at him. God how were you gonna word this. All of these ideas made your head hurt like hell and make your palms moist with sweat.

"Vantas..?" He says this in confusion. You look at him , biting your lip hard. He raises a brow and smirks slightly " you alright there kitkat? Ya seem a bit nervous about something." Shit that fuck accent. You feel heat rise to your cheeks and you turn your head, turning to go only to feel a hand on your wrist. You squeak and go stiff, the hand letting go.

" woah I didn't mean to scare ya." He leans back again. " you're bein awfully quiet. You sure you Aren't sick?"

"No I'm healthy as ever douchenugget" you growl out and turn to glare at him.

" then why's your face all red?" He smirks again and you feel your heart race.

"For reason only I will know" you cross your arms. His next actions startle you the slightest. In a flash He's right in front of you, tipping his shades down to look you over.

" you sure you're alright vantas?" He raises a brow. Your face was burning by now.

" I-I'm FUCKING SURE STRIDER!" You yell this, looking at him. He simply grins in that cocky way of his and steps back.

"Whatever you say kitkat, what ever you say." He winks at you, grabbing his stuff from the table."by the way, your face turns a lovely color when you're all flustered." You screech and cover your face as he walks off.