[ 040 - Stupid American Holiday ]
( Word Count - 1778 )
- Written on September 29th 2021 -
• Unedited Because Teehee •

I do a small spin as I look at myself in the mirror, trying to figure out if I liked how I looked right now. I had spent almost twenty minutes looking through my suitcase to try and find an outfit but that was after the ten minutes I had spent trying to get Boomer to leave the room so I could change. He had stated that he didn't mind staying as a joke but I still pushed him out of the room.

The dress I was wearing wasn't too over the top but it still was a dress. It was a wine red colored dress that was low cut and reached just above my knees. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do with my hair so I decided that I would just keep it down for the time being. I do a small spin to make sure I looked alright from the behind and grinned a little before opening the door and making my way to the living room where Boomer had decided to wait for me.

"You're in a dress," Boomer said as his eyes traveled from his phone to me and I nod a little as I make my way to a small backpack which I had abandoned a while ago. I didn't usually wear makeup but I think that some light pink lip gloss could look nice with this. There was also the factor that I was terrified of poking my eyes out with any makeup so yeah, I don't like wearing makeup.

"Yeah dumb ass," I say as I turn towards the mirror which had been placed on the wall. It was mainly there for decoration but was perfect for moments like this were I could simply turn to it rather then walking to the other side of the house for a mirror. "Problem?" I ask spinning around once I thought my lips looked better and I see Boomer's eyes scan over my body which makes me grin a little.

"I just," Boomer's mouth stays open but no words escape as he looks at me for another second without saying anything. I roll my eyes as I throw the lip gloss back into my bag and then check my phone, knowing that we will be leaving to our mystery location in the next few minutes. "I haven't seen you in a dress in real life till now." He says carefully and I glance from him and then to the mirror, my confidence quickly disappearing at the sentence.

"Does it look ok?" I ask and Boomer's eyes go soft as he looks at me, clearly seeing the small change in my mood. He stands up and makes his way over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my forehead.

"Yes," Boomer says softly and I tilt my head up slightly to meet his eyes which makes a smile appear on his face. "You look beautiful." He grins happily and I roll my eyes as he kisses me, laughing a little as I push him away but he grabs my hand, interlocking our fingers, his hands much larger then mine. "Now why did you dress up?" He asks as he motions for us to leave and we walk out of the house hand in hand. We weren't taking his car which was new because there wasn't much around us as we were in the suburbs of fucking Virginia.

"I'm wearing a dress for your stupid American holiday asshat," I tell remind him because it's the fourth of a July and for some reason I know that Americans like this holiday a lot. I don't fully understand it other then the fact that they left the best country ever but if they are happy whatever. I get to see fireworks because of it which is nice though.

"We have a lot of ass insults today," Boomer laughs a little as he wraps an arm around my waist as we walk. I look up at him with a grin across my face which makes him laugh under his breath.

"Because I have a nice ass." I tell him and I see his eyes travel to my ass with a grin across his face. I glare at him, trying to pull away but he stops and pulls me closer to him. We stand together on the sidewalk and he had a stupid grin which is growing by the second.

"I agree with that," He mutters and I roll my eyes, shaking at my head. I pull away from him and he loosens his grip on my hand as I giggle, letting him know that he didn't cross any boundaries and is fine. I've heard worse and plus he is only joking around but I know how some girls can be touchy on those kind of things which is completely understandable.

"I hate you," I tell him as I stand on my toes, stopping him and giving him a quick kiss before letting go of his hand and running down the sidewalk. I hear him laugh as he runs after me even though I have idea where we are going but after a minute or so he catches up and gives me a proper kiss with a laugh from both of us.

"Sure you do." He says before leading me off again to wherever he had been taking me before we had run off. I haven't really gotten the chance to explore the area around where we live so it's nice to see the small things. After a while we end up at a small park of sorts which is completely empty at the moment. I glance over at Boomer who has a grin across his face and I cross my arms dramatically.

"We are going to watch the fireworks right?" I ask him suspiciously because I thought that we would be doing that. I mean don't get me wrong, playgrounds and parks are fun but I think that fireworks are slightly better. I mean who doesn't like loud noises and bright lights. Actually when your phrase it like that it's not the best but still, I think it's fun to watch.

"Yeah," Boomer says with a laugh, taking one of my hands again and pulling me past the set of swings. There is a grin across his face as he looks at me and I try to figure out what the hell he is up to right now. "Come here." He tells me and we move through the park and eventually come to a clearing and I can see that some other families are set up but so spread out that we can't see or hear them.

"Is this a picnic?" I ask him with a small laugh, my face turning pink as I look at the scene in front of me. There is a blanket and a basket and I can see packs of glow sticks which he had probably bought the other day. It looks straight out of a story or something like that and I love it so much.

"Maybe," Boomer mutters and I turn to face him, his cheeks pink and his eyes focused on the scene rather then me. I think back to what he had said about being cliche and honestly at this point it is really affecting me and making me feel like I'm in some sort of a love story. A grin grows across my face as I poke him.

"As long as there are,"

"Raspberries?" He asks with a smile across his face and I sit down on the ground next to him happily. We look at each other before he starts to sort through the basket and pulls out one of the iconic store containers and my eyes light up greedily. "Right here." Boomer grins as he hands me the container and I pop one into my mouth happily. I hold the container out for him to take and he smiles, taking one for himself as well with a grin.

"This is why your my favorite," I tell him with a grin across my face and he laughs a little. For a while we sit in comfortable silence, eating the food which he had brought and just relaxing in the summer evening. It's peaceful and the lake in front of us is just an amazing view on its own as well.

"Dee," Boomer speaks up finally after five or so minutes pass and I look back over at him. I can see that something is clearly bothering him and his cheeks are tinted pink as he meets my eyes. I give him a soft smile and he returns it before looking down at the food which we hadn't eaten yet.

"Dylan," I say back teasingly and I know it might sound strange but I'm so used to calling him Boomer just like he is used to calling me Dee. It's the online personality thing because I don't call him that on stream so it's not even a thought before I call him Boomer in our every day life or whatever.

"Do you want to be my girlfriend?" He asks almost carefully and I can see his face go slightly redder but he meets my eyes again nonetheless. I can't help but smile a little because with everything we have been through, the sleeping in the same bed, midnight cuddles, him traveling out to the UK just to see me and me traveling to the US to see him, you would think that we were already dating but I guess he's right. We never made it official and I guess we both need to be sure.

"Are you officially asking me out?" I ask him teasingly and lean into him, putting my head on his shoulder and he chuckles a little, clearly having thought over this situation a million times. Then there was me on the other hand who hadn't thought this would happen, I had just figured that we were what we were and that the feelings were mutual but if he wanted to officially call me his girlfriend then I don't think I would mind at all.

"Maybe," He says as he moves slightly so he can look at me without snapping his neck in two because that would be pretty bad. I pull away from and kiss him, his hands almost immediately traveling to my waist and he pulls me into his lap so there is barely any space between the two of us.

"Finally dumb ass."