after sleeping together on the first date (this is when chris pine first did star trek so he was relatively known but not too much)

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your eyes opened, immediately feeling a pounding in your head, making you groan and roll over shielding your eyes from the light of the morning. while you turned over you also felt an ache somewhere else, making you freak out as you turn over and see a man sleeping in your bed. once you saw those crystal blue eyes open, memories of the night before came flooding into your pounding head.

you remember meeting your date at a fancy bar in New York City; his name was Chris Pine. those ocean eyes pulled you in quicker than he could order you a drink... then another, then another and that's about where the flashback ends. 

he groans and sits up, running a hand through his sandy blonde hair and giving you a small, weak smile. "good morning, sunshine." he said sarcastically, shielding his eyes from the glaring sun.

"morning..." you said, your voice croaky as you stretched your still naked body out. he cleared his throat when he saw and reached over for a pair of his boxers, putting them on before sitting back down onto the bed.

"hey if you need some clothes you can borrow my sweatshirt or something." he said, smiling at you, and you smiled back. this didn't feel as awkward as normal one-night-stands you had - maybe this wouldn't be a one night stand. you nodded and got up, rummaging through his closet and picking out a large blue sweatshirt, zipping it around yourself and reveling in the warmth. "so... do you like pancakes?" he asked, flashing one of his charming smiles as you walked over to his side of the bed. his eyes watched your movements as you sat on his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck and smiling.

"waffles are my thing, eggos y'know?"

"how dare you? get out of my house." he joked, laughing as he held onto your lower back and traced the outline of your cheek with his finger tip. "funny, feels like i've known you forever."

"yeah, weird. maybe it's the eyes." you giggled, messing up his hair.

"does this mean you're up for another date?"

"i'll have to think about it, space boy."

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shitty endingggggg as alwayyyysssss