Lydia when you ask her if she wanted to get some coffee with you some time and she knew what you were really asking her.

"Maybe we can get some coffee together," you suggested, a sheepish smile on your face.

You've liked the strawberry-blonde for a long time and this was your subtle way of asking her out, without actually saying the words.

Lydia tilted her head and smiled, shrugging her shoulders a bit. "I would love to," she said sincerely, and then she smirked. "As long as I get to plan a second date."

Your eyes widened. "Da—date? Who said this was date?" You babbled, nervousness bubbling up in you.

She gave you a knowing look. "Y/N, I can read between the lines."

"Then you must know about my feelings for you." Your eyes flickered down, head hanging. You didn't know if she was either mocking you or was being serious.

A finger curled beneath your chin, gently nudging up your face to look her in the eye. "I've been waiting for you to say something," she whispered, sensing your anxiety. "I've liked you for a long time but I knew how nervous you were. I didn't want to push you."

Relief flooded you and you couldn't help the wide smile that spread upon your lips. "So, a coffee date after school on Friday? If you have the time, I know how busy you can get with all the supernatural stuff."

Yes, you knew all about the supernatural, but rarely got involved, due to Lydia's concern.

"For you? I always have time."