songs of the imagine:
*electric love; borns*
*little bit of you; chase bryant*
*dibs; kelsea ballerini*
*take your time; sam hunt*

I pulled in the driveway from work and laid down on my bed, sighing, remembering what had happened just a few hours ago at work. I work as a barista at Starbucks, so I had seen some very attractive people in my year of working there, but I had never met anyone as intriguing as the man who had come in today. He had a foreign accent which he later told me was Finnish, and he was a tall, blonde, handsome man. When he first asked me how I was, I expected him to start hitting me on me and stuff but he surprisingly didn't. He asked me about my day, my life goals, and my job outside of Starbucks. Then he asked me if I "was interesting in possibly getting to know him better at the Panera next door on my next off day." I told him that it was tomorrow and he said same. When I asked him what it was for, he said "well, looks like I'll have to give you my number for you to find out." He flashed me a million dollar smile and I was smitten. My roommate, Camille came in and gave me a weird look. "You're happy." She pointed and I nodded smiling. "What happened today at the world of the Bucks?" She asked, taking off her work clothes and putting on pajamas, laying down next to me. "I met this boy. His name is Rasmus, he was super sweet and after he ordered, he started talking to me. Then he asked me if I was "interested in possibly getting to know him better." Mille, he was probably one of the most proper men I have ever met in my life. He was so polite. As if on cue, he texted me right after I finished my sentence. "Hey Y/N! It's me Rasmus from Starbucks today. I was wondering if you would like to go to Panera with me tomorrow? Meet there about 6? If you're busy I totally understand but I would really like to get to know you better. ~Rasmus." I blushed and started typing back. "Hey Rasmus! I would love to! See you tomorrow at 6 :)" Camille I guess was looking over my shoulder because she started screeching. "Ahh! He's adorable! Girlie he signs his texts, that's when you know you have a mama's boy, church lover on your hands." She smiled and I blushed. "I'm really excited Camille."
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"What the hecking am I supposed to wear?" I started to panic as it became 5:15 and I was stumped on what to wear. "Girlie I know you only wear Canisius shirts and leggings or sweatpants but you really need to look cute if you want this boy to like you." She explained and I rolled my eyes. "No, I want to go on a first date with his handsome boy and look like a ham. Of course, I need to look nice." She searched through my closet and gasped when she found, clearly what she wanted me to wear. She pulled out a burnt orange/brown colored holey sweater from American Eagle with some cream colored jeggings. "What shoes am I supposed to wear with this?" I asked. I was seemingly very nervous. "Just wear your black booties. It will look fine. Straighten your hair, and then just wear some mascara and concealer. Boom, you're done." After about 30 minutes, I had the outfit ready. She gasped when I walked out of the bathroom. "Y/N/N, you look stunning!" She clapped, knowing that she had picked out yet another cute outfit. She wanted to go in the fashion business eventually, and everything cute I owned had come from her. Perks of being manager of American Eagle. She sent me off with a hug and I was on my way. I pulled into the parking lot at 5:58. Perfect timing. I scrolled through twitter for a minute and then I got out of my car and walked into the restaurant, scanning it for Rasmus. I saw his large figure smiling at me and I knew it was him. I smiled back at him and walked to the table. He greeted me with a smile and a warm hug. He rubbed my back, letting me know I was safe. He grabbed my hand and we walked up to order my food. We got my food and walked back to the table. "So, tell me about yourself."
We had been in Panera since 6, and before we knew it it was 8:30 and the place was almost empty. We thanked the workers and walked out. He grabbed my hand and we walked out of the restaurant. "That was so fun, Ras. Thank you for paying for my dinner." He smiled and kissed my hand, causing me to blush a deep red. "No problem. You know, I told you I would let you know what I did for a living at the end of the night." He smirked and I squealed. I was so anxious to know. "I play hockey, for the Buffalo Sabres." I gasped and my jaw dropped. "Oh my, that's incredible! I don't really watch hockey but my friend Camille does a bit, the only guy I really know is Crosby." I blushed and he smiled. "That's perfectly fine! I would love to teach you more about hockey, maybe even teach you to skate?" He was nervous, it clearly showed, his accent shining. "I would love that." We walked to my car and he stopped in front of the car. "Thanks for a fun night, beautiful." He smiled and leaned down, placing a soft kiss on my lips. "You mentioned you'd never kissed anyone before. I'm glad I was your first kiss. I'll text you tomorrow about maybe skating. Drive home safe, beautiful." He smiled and kissed my cheek, walking away. I got in my car and watched him drive off, setting my head on the window and I sighed in content. Best first date and kiss, ever.

hope you enjoyed my first imagine back from my break :)