After petting Camilla some more, Dan stands up and smirks. "So, it's about dinner time~" he purrs.

   I smile, knowing where he's going with this. I stand up also and give Dan a quick peck on the lips. "So?"

Dan's smirk becomes wider. "So...I thought that we should have the romantic dinner we talked about in the car~"

I bump my hip against Dan's, making his smirk melt into a genuine smile. "I'd like that. Are you planning on having it here or at some restaurant?"

Dan smirks. "Here would be nice. I can blow you away with my cooking skills."

I roll my eyes, smiling nonetheless. "Sounds good to me, baby. What're you gonna make?"

Dan thinks for a minute. "Not sure. Any ideas?"

"Do you know how to make a (your favorite classy food)?" I ask, some (y/f/c/f) sounding super good right about now.

   A dopey smile slowly crosses Dan's face. "Yeah, I know how to make that!" He then dashes to the kitchen to get started.

I smile and follow him in.

Dan quickly gathers the necessary ingredients to make the (y/f/c/f) and lays them all out on the counter.

"Want me to help?" I ask, not wanting to just do nothing while my boyfriend slaves over a stove.

"Nope! Let me spoil you, all right?" Dan asks, looking at me with a smirk.

I roll my eyes and sit down at the kitchen table. "All right. You're a real piece of work, ya know that, Daniel?"

Dan nods, a proud smile on his face. "Of course I know that! Everybody I've met has said that! And I'm proud of me for being this way."

He then begins to cook, which puts me in some sort of trance. His motions are incredibly fluid, and he makes no mistakes when cooking. A song comes out of his mouth as a hum, and his hips sway to said song. I don't know what song it is, but it sure sounds pretty coming out of him. I rest my elbow on the table, afterwards resting my face in my hand. Creepily watching Dan is one of my favorite hobbies.

   Dan notices how quiet I've been and turns around to face me. He smirks once he sees that I've been staring. "You like what you see~?" he asks as he begins to sway his hips again, only this time more exaggerated.

   I roll my eyes, smiling. My face begins to burn up, but I guess that's the price you pay when you have a hot guy as your boyfriend.  "Oh, shut up."

   "Why should I?" Dan asks, dancing up to me and booping my nose.

   I open my mouth to answer, but I realize I don't have a good one. So I defeatedly shut it, crossing my arms and avoiding Dan's gaze.

   "That's what I thought~" Dan purrs. He's about to dance some more in front of me, but he realizes that he's gotta maintain the food he's cooking. He huffs in annoyance and says, "Remind me to continue this later." He then goes back to the food and begins tending to it.

   "I don't wanna!" I whine.

   "Fine. Then I'll just use my amazing memory to remember it later," Dan says.

"What amazing memory?" I ask in disbelief, laughing a bit. "Dan, a few days ago, you got up from the couch to get Skittles, forgot why you got up, and walked around in circles for five minutes."

"Hey, we all have bad days!" Dan whines. "And I'd just like to mention how cruel you were! You let me suffer for five whole minutes!"

I shrug. "What can I say? Your suffering is funny to watch."

Dan pouts. He then grabs some seasoning and shakes it over the food. He does it angrily, shaking it out way more aggressively than necessary. "Meanie."

I smile.

Dan continues to make the food, and we spend that time with more playful banter. And, before I know it, the food is ready.

With a proud smile, Dan sets silverware, a napkin, and a plate of (y/f/c/f) in front of me, doing the same on his spot. Dan then gasps, a lightbulb seeming to have gone off in his head. He holds up a finger and says, "One second, darling." He then dashes out of the room.

I watch him go, smiling. I wonder what he's doing.

Dan then comes back with a candle and a lighter. My smile becomes bigger. I see what's happening.

Dan sets the candle onto our table and clicks the lighter until a small flame comes out of the top. He then holds it up to the wick of the candle. The flame spreads to the wick. Dan smiles and turns the lighter off (for lack of a better term). He then throws it aside and dashes up to the knob that controls his lights. He then dims the lights so that they're practically off. Then, with pep in his step, Dan walks to his chair and sits down. "How's this for romantic, huh?"

"You are quite the romance guru. I'm impressed," I say genuinely.

My compliment makes Dan smile. "Ah, thank you. I try."

We both then eat, talking about life and whatever comes to mind.

Once we're done, Dan takes our plates and silverware, throwing it into the dishwasher after. He then collects our napkins and chucks them into the trash. He blows out our candle, brightening the lights after. He then starts to look shy.

I turn my head to the side. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"There's just been something on my mind today," Dan answers, scratching the back of his neck.

He doesn't continue, so I stand up and pull him close. Dan appreciates the gesture, since he snuggles further into my touch. "Come on, you can tell me," I say. "Whatever it is, I promise that I won't judge."

"Okay... I really wanna introduce you to my followers on YouTube and Instagram," Dan says. "I've recently found that all I wanna talk about on Game Grumps is you and all I wanna post on Instagram is pictures of us. But I wouldn't do that without your permission. And if you wanna keep this on the down low for a while, I totally understand—"

"Dan, I'd love to be introduced to your fans."

Dan looks at me in surprise. "Wait, really?"

"Of course! Why not, ya know?" I smile.

Dan smiles back. "All right! Do you mind if we take a picture for Instagram, then?"

"Not at all," I reply, a small bit of anxiety welling up in my chest. I've never been the most confident when it comes to taking pictures. But I'm learning to get over it.

Dan fishes his phone out of his jeans' pocket and pulls up Instagram. He then puts the camera on selfie and extends his arm so that we'll both fit in the frame. He wraps and arm around me, and I nestle into him. Dan gives a beautiful smile, and I attempt to have my smile match the same beauty, but it looks kinda shy. But hey, not the worst I've ever done.

Dan takes the picture and studies it. A proud smile crosses his face. He then tags me in the post, typing in the description after. I read it as he types it.

danny__avidan: Everyone, this is my girlfriend, (Y/N) Hanson. She's become one of the best things in my life, so I feel that I need to introduce her to you all. I love this lady, and you guys can quote me on that!

Dan looks at me for clarification that it's okay to post the picture. I respond with a nod and a smile, the description too wonderful for me to handle.

Dan smiles back and posts the picture. I log into my Instagram so I can like it, which I do. I scroll down, and Arin has already commented on the post.

egofaptor: That's my sister!!! :D Couldn't he happier for you two!

I smile, liking the comment that Arin put.

"Oh, Jesus- OH MY GOD!" Dan yells, laughing a bit as he stares at his lock screen on his phone, which is being flooded with notifications from Instagram, saying that people are liking and commenting on his post.

"WHOA!" I laugh, exiting out of Instagram and then going back in so that I can read all the comments people are posting.

I do, and they're all super positive. They're saying how cute we are together and how pretty I am. I even get comments from Ross, Suzy, Brian, and Allie.

rubberninja: cuties

mortemer: AHHH I SHIP IT!!!

bwecht: you guys make the perfect couple. you can quote me on that.

brocreate: You two are rad together

I smile. Not to toot my own horn, but I think that I'll be a hit in this community.

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