Swift

Ever since you and Swift began to date, he always mentioned the idea of taking you out to dinner. While you liked the idea, you and him both knew that with his...Appearance, he wouldn't really be able to take you out on a proper dinner date.
   So he went for the next best thing.
One evening after you got home, you placed your bag next to your desk and pulled out your homework. However, before you could begin, you received a text from Swift telling you to get dolled up and meet him outside on the roof at 7:30. It was 5:00, so you still had time to do homework and such. You texted back that you would be ready soon and finished up whatever you could on homework before going to change.
    You selected a nice (F/C) skirt and a matching white tea-sleeved top, the collar making a U-shape around your collar bone. Since it was a little breezy tonight, you selected a light black sweater to go along with it. You did your (H/C) hair so it looked nice, and made your (E/C) eyes pop with a bit of eye liner.
    At 7:28 you made your way up the fire escape carefully and onto the roof, where Swift was waiting for you.
    He was sitting cross-legged over a red blanket, a plate across from him that was obviously for you. Next to him was a basket, which was wide open and containing a few dinner items. A vase of flowers sat between him and the empty plate, along with two candles on the outer edge of the blanket.
    He still kept his punk style, but replaced his leather jacket and black tank top with a white T-Shirt and a blazer. His wakizashi (the sword he always carried around) was laying next to him.
    When he heard you come up, he smiled and stood up, going over to gently take your hand. "So? What do ya think?" He asked, and you smiled softly.
"It's wonderful..."
That night, the both of you laughed and talked over a nice dinner, which was mainly onigiri and takoyaki, as he explained to you. Desert was just cheesecake and chocolate pudding.
Once you both were done, he packed up everything into the basket and stood up, taking your hand and walking you to the edge where the fire escape was. "Did you like it?" He asked, gently squeezing your hand.
You chuckled a little and leaned up, kissing his cheek. "I did. Thank you so much, Swift."

Rebel

You had never been on a date, so naturally when Rebel asked you out, you had no idea what to do.
It was just a regular Saturday afternoon, you and Rebel curled up on your bed about to take a nap. One muscled arm was laying lazily across your waist, while the other was gently playing with the locks of your hair. You had already closed your eyes, about to accept sleep when he suddenly spoke.
  "Hey...(Y/N)?"
"Mm...Yes?" You responded tiredly.
"I was thinking...Do you wanna go on a date with me?"
   Your eyes shot open and you pulled back a bit to look up at him. "A-A date?" You asked nervously, watching as he nodded his head.
    "Yeah...Like a movie or somethin', y'know?...Like what couples do..." he murmured back, his gaze averting from yours.
   "W-Well, yes, but..."
   "But what?"
"I..." You paused, thinking over what you were about to say. "I've...Never been on a date before..." you murmured, hiding your face into his chest to avoid looking at him.
He chuckled softly, pressing a soft kiss to your head. "Jeez (Y/N), you are too adorable...No worries. All you gotta do is doll yourself up and I'll meet you outside tomorrow at 8:00. Capiche?"
You nodded, not really feeling up to rejecting. He continued with what he was doing before, lulling you to sleep in the process.

The next night, you had done what he said and gotten yourself dolled up. You wore a pair of nice skinny jeans and a freshly ironed (F/C) long sleeved shirt. You wore a light grey jacket to keep yourself warm, and pulled your (H/C) into a side braid. You adjusted your glasses and waited for Rebel, it being 7:55.
However, you got a text from him, and it explained how the night would go.
'(Y/N),
I can't pick you up, but my friend April and her boyfriend Casey can. Wait for them. They'll pull up in a black car.
Love ya.'
You blushed at the ending and watched, as he said, a black car pull up. A girl with bright red hair rolled down the passenger window and smiled at you. "Hey, you're (Y/N) right? C'mon, we'll give you a lift!" She said cheerfully, and you obliged. You got into the back and made brief conversation with the girl, her boyfriend being silent most of the ride.
Once you were at the theater, April paid for your ticket and got you in, telling you to sit in seat 5 of row I. You complied and went into the screen room, finding the seat rather quickly.
Not a moment after you sat down, a male came and sat beside you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. You tensed at first, but then relaxed when you recognized the three fingered hand rub your arm. You smiled and leaned against Rebel, enjoying the movie with him.

Ghost

You and Ghost had already discussed a date after you returned home, deciding that chilling out at home and just enjoying each other's company was a good idea for a date. Although, just to spice things up a little bit, you decided to make a game and place bets on who would win.
The game was simple.
    Both of you had placed at least five personal objects throughout the entire building. You each had to find at least three objects from the other person's team and bring them back to your apartment. The first to get at least three objects back was the winner, and the loser had to do something for the winner within the following week.
    You had hidden your five objects in very public spots, which would give Ghost a hard time finding them without being seen by a human.
    Ghost retaliated and put his objects in other people's rooms, requiring you to have to sneak in and find them.
   You both set off after returning and giving each other hints, and since you weren't about to break into 136 different rooms, Ghost told you which rooms he hid them in to make it easier.
     You had managed to get at least two back, but were having trouble at the moment. You were in a closet at the moment, and outside it was crowded with at least ten people, and all of them were guys.
Very buff guys.
And you had no way out without getting caught.
See, it was empty when you broke in through the fire escape, but once you heard voices come in through the door you had to duck into a closet. To avoid being seen.
    And now you had been in here for thirty minutes.
You sighed a little as you heard them partying, all sounding very drunk and happy.
    You really needed to get out of here, and fast.
After waiting for another thirty minutes, you noticed the sounds had stopped. The music they were playing was still blaring, but you realized that the talking had stopped. You brushed some hair from your face and listened closely.
Suddenly the closet was opened and you jumped, only to be greeted by a small chuckle.
"Here you are. Thought you got killed or something," Ghost teased you, and you scowled.
   "You knew this would happen, didn't you?"
"Maybe. Now c'mon, before they all wake up," he replied, taking your hand and pulling you out from the closet. He picked you up and exited through the window, going back to your apartment.
    Apparently Ghost had stopped his quest of finding the last object, since finding you was his first priority after he heard a party going on in one of the rooms he hid his object in.
     However, he said he knew where it was, and would bring it back within five minutes. You had lost.
     Since he was the winner, his condition for winning was that you had to kiss him within the next week. And he meant a full on kiss. But to make it harder, he said you had to do it when he expected it the least.
    You sighed and decided to go to bed. However, before you did, he gently took your wrist and pulled you back, pressing a kiss to your temple. "See you later."

MC

You both decided that sitting at home and playing video games was boring.
So why not go on a nice stroll through Central Park?
Nice probably wouldn't have been the best way to put it.
Not only did you both have to babysit your little (brother/sister), but you had to delay it until late at night when only creeps and weirdos would be around.
Still, you enjoyed it. You had curled your (H/C) hair to where it bounced a little as you walked, and decided on a nice pair of freshly ironed jeans and a (F/C) shirt. You wore a cap similar to MC's, just to make his day, and even wore a bit of perfume.
Of course, MC told you that you could have showed up in A pair of slacks and a shirt and be beautiful, but you wanted to look good for him.
As you both walked hand-in-hand through Central Park, your sibling holding your free hand, you chatted about absolutely nothing in particular and just enjoyed one another's company.
When your sibling got tired, MC suggested you all headed back and get a bit of rest. Once you all did, he followed you to your room and cuddled with you.