Gilbert laid on the couch, feeling grumpy and offended. He had just had an argument with his brother about money. Lately the Prussian had been lazing around the house more than usual, doing nothing to try and find work to help with the bills, and spending all his brothers money on movies and snacks.
He grumbled and rolled over, his ruby eyes landing on a newspaper on the floor. Slowly he moved to pick it up, an idea formulating in his head while he read one of the ads. ‘Will pay $100 a week for someone to fake being my boyfriend. Will last two months. Expires in three weeks. Call xxx-xxx-xxxx for info or if you are interested. -(First Name).’
He thought it over for a moment before pulling out his phone. After inputting the numbers he held it to his ear. Indeed he would show his brother he could work, and he would prove him wrong. So he listened as the line rang a few times, this thought in his head, till it clicked and a voice came through.
“Hello?” He felt himself blush slightly, she sounded really cute. Even though she had just said the one word.
“Uh hey! I um ….. I saw your ad in the paper?” Gilbert mentally cursed himself for sounding so awkward and unawesome. Would she accept him? He was starting to feel more and more nervous by the second.
A loud gasp came from the phone. “My ad! Someone finally called! Okay um, do you have any questions then?” “Your name is ….. (Name) ….. Right?” “Yes, (First) (Last). What is your name, if you don’t mind me asking?” He could hear the smile in her voice, she sounded so excited someone had called. It made him feel less nervous, almost as though her happiness and carefree attitude was easing all his worries away.
“Well if you must know I am the Awesome Gilbert Beilschmidt!” A few giggles could be heard over the line, which only fueled his ego. “Well Mr. Awesome, any questions?” He grinned at the nickname. “I guess I have a few. What would I have to do? Why did you put up the ad? What do you look like? Can I actually meet you in person, cuz that would be awesome.”
Another giggle. “You don’t like to ask questions one at a time do you? Well alright let’s see. The job would require exactly what it says. I just need someone to be my boyfriend for a while, which would mean meeting my friends and family. Actually it’s because of them I put the add up, I need to get them off my back. And as for how I look, I suppose you would just have to meet me to find out?”
He sat up from his laying position and crossed his legs. “Alright, how’s today then?” There was a short pause, as though she was thinking it through. “Alright, is (cafe name and street it’s on) okay at noon?” “Ja.” “Okay see you then!” There was a click and the line went quiet.
Excitement swelled within him as he sat there processing the call. He had a date. He blinked a few times. He has a date. He shot up and jumped over the couch before rushing to the stairs. He had to get ready, noon was in an hour.
He made sure to brush his teeth, just in case they got really dirty since morning, and rushed to his closet. He wanted to look nice, but also cool. He wanted to look as awesome as he could.
It took him ten minutes to decide on a pair of pants. There was a small pile of all his pants, which were mostly black, on the floor and in his hands were another pair of black tight fitting jeans. These would do. Now he needed a shirt. Which took another twenty minutes leaving him with around twenty five minutes. Now he needed a shirt. The one he decided on was a normal white t-shirt. He figured it would look good with his red jacket, red high tops, and the black jeans. He wasn’t wrong. After about two minutes of putting it all on he examined his reflection. He was feeling pretty confident till he realised she wouldn’t be able to tell who he was. He didn’t know if he would even be able to spot her.
Then he got an idea and ran off to change his shirt. Replacing the plain white one with another, the only difference was this one had writing on it. ‘Hello my name is AWESOME’. Now she would know. Right?
He arrived two minutes early, but she was already there. How did he know? Well he couldn’t yet see her, but she had made a sign, and that he could see very well. ‘The name’s (First) (Last) and I am waiting for someone so please don’t talk to me.’ He couldn’t help but laugh. Using signs like that it’s no wonder she didn’t have a boyfriend.
Walking closer that thought vanished from his mind and was replaced with a new one. How on earth was she still single. She is far too beautiful to not have someone.
She had long wavy (hair color) hair that framed her face perfectly. (Eye color) orbs shimmered, as the light was hitting them in such a way they seemed to glimmer with stars. His heart nearly stopped when she looked up at him, a gentle smile crossing her lips that were tinted a beautiful shade of red, likely from her lipstick. He felt as though he had looked upon an angel, someone far too bright for him to be near.
Pushing aside his nervousness he sat down in the open chair, feeling determined to know her better. “I take it you’re Mr. Awesome then?” “Ja! But uh …. You can call me Gilbert.” He gave her a shy smile as he said the last part.
The two sat there for a moment, awkwardly looking at each other and thinking of what to say before (Name) finally broke the silence. “Are you entirely willing to commit yourself to this job? It’s very important that you are.”
“Ja! I am totally awesome enough to assist you in your very unawesome dilemma!” He shifted a little. “I also may not be very awesome at the job itself sometimes but I will give it my all! I swear it!”
Another gentle smile crossed the girl's lips, causing him to blush and look away shyly. “Alright, sold.” (Name) said, while playing with a piece of her hair. The prussian man looked surprised that she had accepted him. “What?” “I’ll hire you to be my boyfriend. You seem really nice and like you could play out the role quite well. As I mentioned in my ad I will pay you a hundred dollars a week and you will only have to do this for two months. Indeed I look forward to working with you.”
She wanted to also add that she thought he was actually really cute. That her heart was beating out of control right now, but she couldn’t because she was too nervous. Nervous that such comments might scare him off. This was a new and strange feeling, not just for her, but for both of them.
(Name) had never actually dated anyone before, never had anyone actually met her standards. Never had anyone been able to make her heart beat so quickly. The case was different for Gilbert. He had tried to date many girls, but none of them would accept him because he was either ‘too vain’ or ‘he looked too weird’. He felt ecstatic that someone had accepted him, and also incredibly nervous because the one that did accept him was more beautiful than anyone he had ever met.
The next day Gilbert had met (Name) at the same coffee shop. If they were to pretend they have been dating for a while they needed to study each other. Likes, interests, dislikes, and hopes for the future. All the things that made them who they were. This also meant that (Name) had to tell him about her past, which she felt awkward about doing. It helped that he told her about his past too, making it easier for her.
They discovered that they had a lot in common. From being bullied in school, to their taste in music. They even enjoyed the same TV shows.
“Oh! And that one episode where the Governor attacked the prison and killed Hershel! Oh I cried when I saw that!” “Oh ja! That guy sucks! He made all those bad choices and Andrea still stayed with him!” “Oh I know! Why she even liked him in the first place I’ll never know!”
Hours went by like this, the small get together somehow turning into a date. There was some minor flirting thrown into the conversation, and neither of them had noticed because they were so into each other's company. Never before had either of them felt this connected to someone. Almost as though they were meant for eachother.
“Oh the sun is setting.” The comment made (Name) blush slightly, which Gilbert hadn’t noticed. It made his heart rate speed up as he thought about how long that meant they had been talking. “Oh, it is.” He laughed awkwardly. “Oops!”
She giggled slightly before responding to him. “Too bad I have to head home, this was fun.” He nodded feeling shy and immeasurably happy. “Ja!”
“So i'll see you Monday right? For the plan?” He nodded again. Next week he would have to meet a couple of her friends, she had said their names were Gweneth and Isabella. They had tickets for an amusement park and wanted to meet (Name’s) ‘boyfriend’ there. He was nervous, more so than he thought he would be considering this was only supposed to be a job.
It was now monday, (Name) had put in the effort to wear a nice summer dress. Gil couldn’t help but laugh when he noticed she was wearing a pair of (color) Chuck Taylor’s with it. He thought it was really cute. “Ready to go Liebchen?” He had taken to giving her nicknames that she couldn’t understand, because she only spoke english. It amused him how confused her face would look before softening into a small smile. “Yeah! The girls are waiting there already.” Her smile never failed to make his heart beat faster, just as his did the same for her.
The drive was a little long but they managed to get there without any trouble. (Name) had made sure to give Gil enough money for this little ‘date’ plus his first one hundred dollar payment. She needed to be sure her friends were convinced he was a good boyfriend for her. Though Gil felt guilty she had given him the money for their date in the first place, if he had any he would have paid for it himself, god he wished the date could be real. He wished she was his. If only he knew she liked him too. That her feelings were the same.
“(NAME)!” OH MY GOD I MISSED YOU GIRL!” She was nearly tackled to the ground by an excitable asian girl. The girl’s hair was long, straight, and black. She was much taller than (Name) and much thinner too. Her eyes looked to be red but those were just contacts, her eyes were normally a dark brown. She wore blue jeans that had been made into shorts and a Got7 t-shirt with black vans.
“Gwen calm yourself, jesus!” Another girl came into view, her hair was dark brown, long, and in a ponytail. Her eyes were an emerald green and set in a tight glare, making it seem as though this was the last place she wanted to be. She was the shortest of the three, and was much tanner than them too. She had on brown rope sandals decorated with blue beads. Her skirt was white and just barely brushed her knees, the waist band seen holding to her hips through the falling string like strands of her forest green sleeveless crop top.
“Hey Isabella, Gweneth, how are you?” (Name) was released from her asian friends tight grip. “We have been just fine.” Isabella commented, a permanent grumble in her voice. “Hey is this him!?” Gwen’s excitable voice rang out, causing Isabella to frown more.
“Oh right!” (Name’s) eyes lit up and she smiled brightly, having become visibly happier upon looking at him. “This is Gilbert!” The prussian could feel himself getting nervous again, especially since her friends had started bombarding him with questions. Seeing that he was getting overwhelmed she moved in between them. “Calm down he can’t answer all that at once, my goodness.” (Name) successfully saved him from her eccentric friends.
“Okay sorry!” Gwen laughed out. “Alright one question then! How did you meet (Name)?” Gilbert grinned, him and (Name) had come up with a good cover story so this would be easy.
“Well we met at a small coffee shop, the one on (street). When I walked in she was sitting alone at a table with a ‘don’t talk to me’ sign set up on the table.” Her friends laughed at that part knowing she would totally do that. “She looked so awesome though that I couldn’t help but talk to her. Good thing she turned out to be pretty awesome too because I would have hated to be yelled at.” He started getting a far off look in his eyes as he fondly remembered how he really met her. “She really is awesome….”
A month has passed since that day, Gilbert had started spending every free moment with (Name) that he could. So much so his brother had started to question him, but Gil would only give elusive answers that left him with more unanswered questions.
Gilbert has already met all her friends now, and due to an accidental run in she had met Antonio and Francis. They had called him up later that day raving about how cute she was and that he should seriously date her to which he told them ‘I’m working on it’. He knew for sure how he felt about her. He loved her, more than he thought he would. He thought maybe it was too soon at first, but now he was sure.
Today was a big day, today he would meet her family. He shifted slightly at the door, she had told him to meet her at her parents home. It was nice, very suburban, and very big. There were (favorite flora) in the front yard and angel decorations scattered here and there.
He took a deep breath and knocked on the door, hoping he looked acceptable. He had worn his nicest black jeans and a white t-shirt with his red hoodie, his favorite attire. He stuck his hands back in his pockets and waited nervously for the door to open.
(Name) had answered the door, by swinging it open quickly, a large smile plastered on her face and a small blush dusting her cheeks. “Gil! You made it!” He would be lying if he said he wasn’t surprised. “Ja of course liebchen! I’m just that awesome!” He grinned brightly at her as she giggled. “Well come on in!”
She held the door open and he walked inside, the interior of the house even more grand than the exterior. He was getting nervous again, but it quickly faded into another feeling, one of being flustered, when he felt (Name) interlock her fingers with his. He tried to keep his cheeks from heating up too much. “Ready?” He nodded and allowed her to pull him into the spacious living room, the smell of warm cookies filling the air.
“Sissi!” There was a small voice before a little figure had wrapped itself around (Name’s) leg. “Hey there Mimz!” Gil looked down to see a smaller version of (Name). The little girl was five and was basically a clone of her older sister.
“Mimz, don’t cling to your sister you’ll ruin your dress.” A deeper feminine voice spoke up. She was a short and slightly fit woman, not enough that she didn’t still look feminine but enough that you could tell she did yoga or something like that. She looked like an average house wife. “(Name) hun, dinner will be done soon, please set the table.” Then she left.
“Don’t mind her, she’s …… Anyway! Mimz why don’t you talk to Gil while I set the table?” “Otay!” (Name) smiled and watched her little sister grab Gil’s fingers and drag him to the coffee table where her toy tea set was. Her heart stopping when she felt his fingers slowly slipping from her own.
(Name) listened to Gil and her sister while she set the table in the other room. She was sure her heart was going to beat out of her chest. The more she saw him the worse it got. She didn’t entirely understand the feeling but she had seen enough movies to know what it was. Love, and it hurt. Hurt because she had convinced herself he didn’t feel the same way. Hurt because after next month he would probably never speak to her again. In her mind she had imagined so many scenarios where she would ask him to stay, sometimes he would but most times he wouldn’t. She would imagine what it would feel like if he left, and the emptiness was too much for her.
“Oh, why would Mrs. Bear do that?” “Cuz she likes Mr. Fish buts he don’t like her, he likes Patty Pie!” “I see!” (Name) could hear them giggling and laughing in the other room. The new revelation that he was good with children sinking into her mind, and causing new thoughts that made her blush and swat at the air as though to fight it off.
After finishing with the table she walked back into the living room to see her father had joined the tea party. “Awesome joke Mr. (Last Name)!” “Please! Call me Jack!” She smiled at the three of them.
“Awe, you are all so cute~” “Sissi!” The small girl ran up and clung to her again. Gil had immediately stood when he heard her speak up a blush crossing his face. Her father just laughed, but not before taking note of how the younger male had reacted to his daughter. Then he himself stood when he saw his wife walk into the room behind her.
“Dinner is done. Mimz what did I tell you about clinging to people?” “Sowwy mama.” (Name) was freed from her sisters little grasp and they all left to the dining room.
The rest of the evening was full of awkward conversation and knowing looks from her father. Knowing because he could clearly see how they felt for each other. When Gilbert had left to return home he turned to his daughter with excitement in his eyes.
“My little girls in love~” “DAD!” He ruffled her hair, her face showing how embarrassed she was. “It’s okay, he loves you too.” She looked away from him, trying to hide how much she hoped that could be true. “I’ll bet you marry that boy.” “Yeah sure dad…... “ She walked away from him to help her mother in the kitchen, her heart hurting.
The last day. It was Gil’s last day to get to be her boyfriend. It had them both agitated, and they both felt like their hearts were breaking. It didn’t help that they were surrounded by her entire family. Cousins, Aunts, and Uncles. Even her grandparents were there. Now all of this would be manageable if their feelings didn’t have them arguing the entire day.
“My cousin Jane is pretty isn’t she?” Shit, Gil didn’t know how he was supposed to respond, why was she suddenly acting like this? Why did she sound so defensive? Well that was because (Name) had taken note of how her cousin flirted with him, and how her eyes lingered on him longer than they should have. “Uh, ja, I guess?”
He messed up. He could tell by the look that flashed through her eyes. She felt hurt to hear that. “Is that so? Well maybe you should go talk to her instead of me.” “What? I mean I guess? Is that what you want me to do?” “What just because I’m paying you I’m suddenly in charge of what you do? You don’t really care what I think so why ask!” Ouch, that stung, both of them.
“Of course I care! Why wouldn’t I care? Oh because I’m getting paid ja?” “Yeah I just said that!” “Well you can take back your stupid money if that’s what you think!” “Oh so now you’re quitting? Well I don’t care! Quit if you want to!” “Why are you being such a brat today?” “BECAUSE I LOVE YOU STUPID!”
They were both surprised by her words. He was stunned and trying to understand when he noticed she had started crying. Crying because she thought she had just made a fool of herself. Her final outburst had drawn the attention of everyone in the room, not that they noticed.
He took a deep breath before removing her hands from her face and pressing his lips to hers. It only lasted a moment before he pulled away. “Who’s stupid? Heh, maybe I am ….. Because I fell in love with you.”