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Arda Güler blurb where it’s their first date and it’s just cute fluff 💟 Thank you + ur fluff writing is adorbs xx and perhaps he’s like a hand holder so like wherever they go they hold hands or whatever! <3
Our Way To Fall — Arda Güler.
Pairing: Arda Güler x Fem!Reader
Summary: First date jitters? Well, not exactly. The moment he reached for your hand, you were already dreaming up the details of your second date together.
Word Count: 550+
Disclaimer/s — Fluff, no use of Y/N. ^_^
A/N: For my beautiful gorgeous bonk, Bea again… I love you!
You were sure you wanted to see this man again.
Perhaps you reached that joyous, yet eager realization when he first knocked on your door, holding a small bouquet of your favorite flowers, white lilies. Or maybe it was when he gazed at you with such complete and utter captivation, as if you were the only person in the world. It could have even been when he couldn’t help but shower you with compliments the entire time, making you feel truly cherished and adored.
The steps to figuring that out first started when you took the flowers from his grasp, brought them to your nose to inhale their fragrance, and looked up at him with a smile, “You didn’t have to. But these are gorgeous. Thank you.”
All the man could do was let a smile spread across his face and scratch the back of his neck awkwardly. Placing the bouquet down onto a side table, you grabbed your purse and stepped outside, closing the door behind you. That was when the first compliment came in.
"You look beautiful," he finally stated, noticing how your smile seemed to brighten even more. There was nothing he wanted more than to see that sight all the time. He was sure of that.
Looking over at him as he opened the passenger side door for you, you replied, “Thank you. You clean up nice. Are you warm?”
Arda shrugged sheepishly, “Maybe too warm.”
With that, he got in, and the car ride to dinner transformed into something even more enjoyable. The two of you spent most of it laughing and talking animatedly about the things you liked, even loved. Every now and then, you'd catch him stealing glances at you when the car stopped at a red light. You were certain he wasn't listening—how could he be? Until he’d repeat what you had said for clarification, and it would literally send a flutter through your chest and into your heart.
That flutter only seemed to worsen when you arrived, another compliment flowing from his lips as if it was something he could do daily. It wasn’t hard to keep the conversation going at all. You’d say something, and he’d reply with something that’d spark up another conversation. As did you.
But no, it wasn’t then that you realized you wanted to see him again. It was when you walked side-by-side, half eaten ice-cream cones in hand, laughing at a joke he made. His eyes twinkled with amusement, and after your laughter faded, you found a bench to sit on. You had both been done with your cones when you felt the soft brush of his pinky against your own.
You looked down at your hands before turning to look at him. You were so caught up in staring at him that you almost missed the two words that left his mouth, “Can I?”
Biting your bottom lip ever-so-delicately, you took his hand, turned his palm up, and intertwined your fingers with his in a dance of connection.
Arda didn’t say anything. He just let out a contented hum and stared at the cars driving by.
It was in that moment you realized you wanted not only a second date, but something more, and he, with equal certainty, had felt the same.
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idk if this is js a me thing but i absolutely LOVE this mans nose omg 🙌