* / the best is yet to come { dex }

[schuyler]

The anticipation for this very night has almost eaten Schuyler alive. He wanted nothing more than to fast forward to the time that he was going to pick Dexter up and then push the slow motion button. He wanted every second of tonight to last forever, well maybe not forever, but he didn’t want to rush it. He wanted to enjoy and relish in the moments that they would get to share together. He had the night planned out in his head and he could only hope that things would go out the way he had planned. Schuyler had been talking nonstop about the night to not only his father, but to just about any one of his friends that would listen to him. He wasn’t the kind of person to hide what he was feeling or what he was thinking, so it didn’t bother him at all to share the fact that he was going on a date with everyone that he could possibly tell. His father was actually really happy for him, he had listened to Schuyler gush about Dexter a few times and the boy seemed like just the type of person that Schuyler needed to level him out. Schuyler told his dad to hush, because he didn’t want anything to possibly jinx what was going on between him and Dexter. He wasn’t the superstitious type, but he couldn’t help it when it came to Dexter, it was just… different.

He quickly fixed his hair in the mirror of the bathroom and chewed on his bottom lip. He ran his hand over it carefully, his jet black hair hanging in his eyes and to the nape of his hair in a messy ‘just woke up’ type of hairstyle. His tall frame was clad in a pair of dark washed blue jeans and a simple t-shirt and his favorite pair of vans on his feet. He didn’t want to dress up too much, but he didn’t want to look like he didn’t care either. He tapped his fingers on the counter as he brushed his teeth, the melody of the last song that Dexter played for him swimming around in his head. He was a beautiful musician and he could probably listen to him play forever, or at least as long as Dexter would let him. Unfortunately for him, the other day he only had an hour or so to spare between classes, but he spent it hanging with Dexter and listening him to play the piano. The melody stuck with him since that day and he couldn’t shake it, but he liked it. It was something that he could see himself getting his guitar out and trying to write a song along to the melody. Maybe he would… that didn’t sound like a bad idea; so Schuyler tucked it away for later as he rinsed his mouth and turned to leave the bathroom.

It didn’t take long for him to grab everything he needed and head towards the kitchen where his father was sitting writing, his head bobbing up and down slightly to the beat of whatever was in his head. Laughing slightly, he shook his head a bit and tapped his fingers on his father’s shoulder. I’m heading out, I’ll be home later. He smiled at his father and nodded his head as the older male looked at him with a grin that rivaled his own. Paul Love gave his son a pat on the back and let him be on his way. Schuyler swung his car keys around his index finger as he headed out to his awaiting vehicle. Slipping in to the driver’s side, he started the engine and took off towards Dexter’s house. He turned the radio on lowly, just enough for him to get a little noise in the background. Smiling to himself, he tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, his nerves were definitely starting to get the best of him as he got closer and closer to his destination. Licking his lips, he pulled out his phone and sent a quick text to Dexter letting him know that he was only about five minutes away. He wasn’t really sure how to go about this; did he go up to the door and get Dexter? Did he just call him to tell him he was there? He didn’t want to cross a line or anything, but he just wanted to get tonight on the road, because he couldn’t wait to get Dexter alone and get to know him on a completely different level.

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[dex2]

This was the day Dexter had been waiting for. No this was the day he had been waiting for since he had made the plans with Schu in the first place. Since then he had been shaking and waiting with anticipation. He could barely sleep and wished time would go by faster. It was only Thursday morning and he had been wishing it was Friday. Excitement wasn't the only thing running through him. He was also nervous, just about nervous over everything. This would be his first actual date. Who would have thought? Well defiantly not Dex and with a guy like Schu to top it all off everything that was about to happen left the boy speechless. He had been running around the house frantic on what he should wear like it was the biggest problem of tonight so far. Then he wondered to himself what he was going to say or how he was suppose to act. There were so many thought running through his head they all began to tangle up in his brain. He had to settle down, take a deep breath. He was making a big deal about nothing, over analyzing things too much. It was hard though it was like fan girling over one of your favorite bands. He just couldn't help himself. He was finally able to get to know Schuyler a little better, hang out with him more and on a date to! Just the thought made his heart skip beats.

He was glad he picked Friday that fateful day in the auditorium. Friday had been perfect timing. That morning when Dexter was getting reading for his morning classes his parents were leaving for a vacation trip and wouldn't be back until Monday. This meant no explaining. No explaining why he was going out with a guy covered in tattoos. He knew that his parents would take one look and come to conclusions that Schu was a bad influence on hims without getting to know him first. Though if his parents had the slightest clue he would be going on a date especially with a guy it defiantly would not end well for the young male. He was just happy that everything today was going to perfectly so far.. His parents had left hours ago for the flight. So his parents were no problem now the only thing he was worrying about was what do with himself as he looked into the mirror. Trying to get his hair right he was pretty sure he hadn't cared this much what he looked like in a while. It was unbelievable how this one boy was making him feel on the inside. It was just too good to be true he didn't want it to end.

He checked himself on last time in the mirror again for probably the sixth time he fluffed his hair. Running his fingers through it then straightened his shirt standing in front of the mirror for a few quick seconds before grabbing his jacket and checking his phone while he waited on the couch by the door. He figured Schu would be here any minute now. Was it normal to feel to be this nervous, whatever is was. He had to pull his act together before Schu got here, but of course he spoke to soon. As soon as he was convincing himself to get it together he heard his car pull up outside, checking out the window he was pretty sure it was him. Taking a deep breath, what was he suppose to do now? Was he suppose to wait for him or should he play it cool and walk to him? He checked out the window again the same car parked in front of his house. He closed the blinds and stood up. And despite the beating of his heart he made his way to the door opening it. Making sure to lock it before he turned around knowing when he did so Schu would be waiting for him.

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[schuyler]

Schuyler really wished that he could get his mind to stop racing. His heart was doing the same thing and he felt like if it went any fast her was going to have a heart attack. Sure a heart attack at eighteen was pretty foreign but he was sure with enough adrenaline and whatnot it could possibly happen. Shaking his thoughts, he pressed his lips together and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. He had to calm himself down, he couldn’t look like a blubbering fool when he picked Dexter up, he didn’t want to scare the other boy away. He had to play it calm, cool and collected like he always did. He couldn’t be freaking out when he arrived. That would throw him off completely and he didn’t want to lose this great opportunity. He wanted to wow Dexter as much as possible, he wanted to keep the other male wanting more and he could only hope that he could pull this off. He didn’t know what to expect and he didn’t want to disappoint the other boy. He had been looking forward to this all week and he just didn’t want anything to go wrong. He wanted it all to be perfect, as much as he knew it wasn’t physically possible for everything to be perfect, he wanted as much as possible to be perfect.

His nerves were definitely getting the best of him as he drove the distance to Dexter’s house. He was going over every possible scenario in his head. What if he made a fool of himself? What if he made a subtle move on Dexter and he was rejected? What if Dexter decided that he didn’t want to go out with him? What if they started out good, and then things just went downhill? What if Dexter was allergic to the food that they served at the restaurant? He just couldn’t seem to get his head to stop. Every time he tried to calm himself, something else would pop up in his head that was just as absurd as the last thought he had imagined. He couldn’t seem to shake it loose, no matter how hard he tried. He just really wanted tonight to go perfectly and he didn’t want to ruin it by being a spazz, which sometimes he could be when he was worked up like he was right about now. He just really wanted everything to be perfect, because tonight was a special night for him and hopefully for Dexter, too.

Pulling up in front of the house, Schuyler couldn’t figure out what he should do. Did he get out and go to the door? Did he send Dexter another text to let him know he was here? Glancing in the mirror he checked his hair and ran a hand through it, biting down on his bottom lip and glancing at the tattoos that littered his hands and fingers and moved up his arm until his skin disappeared under the shirt. He wasn’t exactly everyone’s ideal date material for their son or daughter, but looks were deceiving. No matter the tattoos that littered his body, Schuyler was an incredibly sweet guy and he was always looking out for people’s best interest. He wasn’t mean or spiteful in anyway and he didn’t worship the devil or any of that crazy stuff that people sometimes associated with people that looked like him. Schuyler just happened to like body art and he had a strange way of expressing himself through the art on his body. His father had been the same way. He shrugged a bit at the thought and pressed his lips together as he finally decided to get out of the car and head up to the front door. As he climbed out he heard the front door shut and he smiled a little bit. It seemed like Dexter was going to meet him half way, that was probably a good idea. Grinning like an idiot, he made his way over to the blonde male. You look great. I hope you’re hungry… He smiled warmly at Dexter as he opened the passenger side door and held it open for him. His heart was beating out of his chest and he couldn’t wait to get their first official date underway.

note: sorry for the wait, love. It was a busy weekend <3

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