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“So, I know you don’t really have plans for prom now because of he-who-shall-not-be-named but do you want to go. With me? Together?” Stiles asked, holding out a cupcake.
“You do know our lives aren’t Harry Potter, right?” Danny asked, eyeing the cupcake. “Are these coconut shavings?”
“And it’s vanilla, you heathen.” Stiles smiled at him. “Go on, take it, before I eat it myself.”
“Gimme that,” Danny laughed. “But why are you even asking? No need to spend money on a guaranteed date, what with everyone blissfully dating already.”
“Yeah,” Stiles says, resting his chin on his hands, watching him eat. “But, you see I kinda made a promise to this really, really cute boy that I’d take him to prom.”
“You remember that?” Danny didn’t ask that with a mouth full of cupcake. Nor was he blushing,
(Stiles grin would say otherwise. And god, he had such a crush on Stiles when they were little. Hell, he still likes him.)
“How could I forget? We got dressed up, and your sister took us on her date to eat--and you tried to pay for it.” Stiles smiled shyly at what he said next, “ Best first date, ever.”
Danny smiled too. He didn’t even feel a slight panic at that warm feeling in his chest. He never really admitted it, but he thought of it as his first date. Even if his sister’s then boyfriend footed the bill.
“You kissed me at your doorstep when me and dad dropped you off.”
“Yeah… heh, I did do that,” Stiles laughed, blushing. He scratched his nose. “So is this a yes? Or are you just eating my cupcake?
“Yes, I’ll be your date. But only if I we go out for dinner, maybe… Friday? And I can actually buy you dinner this time.”