Really Fake Chapter 58: Date!

“Actually,” he said in a mischievous old man tone, “my high school sweetheart used to treat me the same way as Mrs Happy does. It’s very nostalgic. When Mrs Happy called me a silly man… that’s when I knew I liked her.”

You cackled.

“Ok, well you’re the one who has to spend 6 hours a day with her so it’s fine by me. Should I call her and tell her we want her as the carer?” you asked him.

“It’s a little late now, isn’t it?” he asked squinting at the clock on the wall.

“Pa, it’s like… 6:15pm. It’s not late.”

“If you say so.” His one shoulder raised in an old man shrug.

You pulled your phone out and called Mrs Happy’s number, putting it on loud speakers so that pa could hear as well.

“Yes?” she answered.

“Hi Mrs Happy, we’ve decided to have you as our carer,” you said happily into the receiver, smiling across at pa.

There was a long pause then she replied, “good.” 

“Uh… yeah…” 

“When do I start? What day?” 

“This Monday? Would that be ok?” 

“Yes.”

The line went dead and then the call was disconnected.

“I… I think she’s .. happy?” A confused chuckle escaped your lips, also amused by your pun.

“I think I’m in love,” pa joked.

“Man… I hope this goes well,” you mumbled, more to yourself than anything else as you put your phone in your pocket.

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Later that night you were on the phone to M/F updating her on what had happened with the carers that day.

“Ok, so,” you started, pinching the bridge of your nose as you sat down on the side of your bed then flopped backwards with your phone still in hand pressed to your ear, “the first one I rang was Mrs Other. She didn’t even make it past the phone call.”

“Figures,” M/F replied, “she didn’t strike me as one who would have been picked.”

“Then why did you put her in?” you asked.

“I told you before, it’s the auth- ok nevermind, so what were the other two like?” she continued.

You put her on loud speaker and plopped the phone down beside your head, chaffing on while staring up at the ceiling.

‘Well, Mrs Happy was a complete grumpy ass and Mrs Grump was happy? So there’s that,” you said with a sigh.

“Wow,” M/F replied sarcastically, “that’s genius, isn’t it.”

“What? That they didn’t match their names?” you asked.

‘Yeah,” she replied, “but anyway, which did you pick? Mrs Grump? Because she was happy?”

“No! Pa himself insisted on Mrs Happy because although she was grumpy she seemed to know what to do and he told me she reminded him of his high school sweetheart.”

“Awww, that’s cute… in a weird old person way,” M/F coo’d, “so when does she start?”

“Monday next week. I have a date with Kuroo this weekend,” you added in with a grin, switching it up super quick.

“Wait… hold on… is this the first date?” M/F asked with surprise, “how long have you guys been officially dating for now?”

“Uhhhh.” You furrowed your brows in thought for a second, “it’s gotta be a month at least!”

“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” she confirmed, “so where are you going for the first date?”

“Food markets then chill under the fairy light trees and have dinner,” you said happily.

“Well he’s smart, I’ll give him that he knows that a way to a woman’s heart is through her stomach.”

“Exactly.”

“Have fun! And good luck with carer person, I gotta go.”

“Ok cool, byeeeeeeeee—”

“—eeeeeeeeeeeeeee,” she added once you had run out of breath, then she hung up.

You smiled up at the ceiling, “now for my first date with Kuroo. God, I’ve got it all backwards, haven’t I? We’ve exchanged going down on each other but haven’t had a first date yet.” You chuckled internally and sat up. “This weekend should be fun.”

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You certainly weren’t expecting to feel as nervous as you did, the afternoon that Kuroo came to pick you up for your date.

And you certainly weren’t expecting him to look so fucking good in a red plaid flannel open shirt and ripped black jeans.

“Hey,” he greeted casually with his arm up on the doorframe as you opened the front door, that smug smirk that was almost permanently on his face, pulling tight as he leered down at you, “you ready to go?”

You just stared up at him with your mouth open and he leaned down and kissed your lips to make you close your mouth.

“Ok. If you’re done staring, we’ll go, because you look cute in your outfit and I wanna see you from behind,” he said m a low calm voice.

The look on your face was priceless and he saw you struggling with his comment and hyena laughed.

“You should see your face,” he cackled, doubling over so that it gave you the perfect chance to smack him in the face.”

“D-Dont tease me like that!” you stammered, flusteredness level definitely gomg over 3000.

“Ok, come on short stack, up front where I can see you,” he leered, gabbing your hand and yanking you out the door, “should we say bye to pa?” he added as he caught you against his front.

“He’s sleeping,” you replied- still in a bit of a numb daze. 

“Ok, then let’s go,” he said, turning and heading off down your path with your wrist is his hand. 

You let him lead you for a while then you pulled your wrist free and held his hand like a normal person.

“Oh? You’re ok now?” he teased, looking down at you from the corner of his eye.

“Barely,” you replied in a dead tone.  

He chuckled deeply and pulled you into his side, “we’re gonna have a lot of fun today then, aren’t we, if you’ve started so flustered.”

“I’m not flustered,” you pouted. 

“Yes you are,” he replied. 

“Am not.” 

“Are.” 

“Not.” 

“Are.”

And you continued on down the road suck in an extremely mature vocal rut. (Sarcasm XD)

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“Tit, where are you taking me? you asked as you were dragged along by your handsome boyfriend.

“This way,” he said, “it’s along here somewhere.”

Now at the food markets, stall upon stall rolled by as you were purposefully walked to a destination unknown.

You looked up at Kuroo and watched as he looked from food display board to display board obviously searching for something.

Then it dawned on you.

“Oi?! Did you bring me here because of something you wanted?!” you asked as you were dragged along by your handsome boyfriend.

“Was wondering how long it would take you to catch on,” he leered, giving you a wink, “they don’t call me the scheming captain for nothing.”

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