this is what happened at their hangout lol

— i'm so sorry this took so long i hate writing actual paragraphs LMFAOO

"i think we should get boba," you thought aloud. you turned to pantalone for confirmation. he looked back at you and nodded, "im okay with anything,"

you smiled, "great!"

you two walked to the cute boba shop that was a few minutes away. entering the shop, the two of you were met with the sweet smell of cooked boba. you deeply inhaled the scent once more before walking up to the register.

"what are you getting?" you asked him. he pondered your question before concluding, "strawberry milk tea."

"oh um... right okay!" you cringed. who the hell gets strawberry milk tea? pantalone is a weird guy.

he raised an eyebrow, "is there a problem?"

"of course, there is, boob grill,"

the cashier happened to overhear your interaction and he has never wanted to leave this job so quickly. "um hello, what can i get for you two?"

"hi! can i get a taro milk tea with boba please?" you turned your head to pantalone's, "your turn."

"i'll get a strawberry milk tea with boba please,"

"okay, the total is 1455 mora," he said. your hand reached over to your wallet, "i'll pay." pantalone was taken aback. "first of all, you're too poor to pay. second of all, it was my idea to get boba so i'm paying. lastly, i know damn well you brought barely any more with you. so don't bother. I'm paying."

now it was your turn to be taken aback. your jaw dropped and your eyebrows knitted together. "bitch what? i have a job. my boss pays me extra. so i'll pay," however, when you took your card out, you saw pantalone handing the poor cashier his card. you clicked your tongue before roughy stuffing your card back into your wallet. "whatever."

he handed you the receipt with your order number on it. once you two stepped away from anyone in earshot, you started to berate him. "pantalone, that was so rude of you to say! in front of the cashier even!"

instead of apologizing, he shrugged. "okay, and? i was right,"

"'okay and?' no shut up. you get strawberry milk tea. are you not embarrassed when you order that? are you not scared?"

"why would i be scared? plus, it tastes good," he looked down at you. he crossed his arms while continuing, "strawberry flavored things aren't bad."

you looked up at him, "you're right. they aren't. but strawberry milk tea? that's a violation, love. i don't know if i can keep up with you anymore,"

you didn't hear a response from pantalone. you looked back to the counter while replaying the last words you said. "oh shit sorry— it's a habit. i call all my friends that,"

he coughed into his hand, "yeah of course,"

"yeah..." you thinned your lips while awkwardly nodding. you started moving a little bit attempting to ease to awkwardness but to no avail. all you had to do was wait for the boba.

from the corner of your eye, you could spot pantalone casually waiting with his arms crossed. this man shows little to no signs of awkwardness at all.

"order 86!" immediately snapping out of your trance, you went over to get your boba with pantalone following behind you. grabbing two straws, you handed one to him. during the process of taking the straw, pantalone brushed his fingers against yours causing you to cough and rush to the exit of the shop.

your actions didn't go unnoticed by pantalone, though. he chuckled to himself before following you out.

"is your drink good?" you asked him. you were drinking your milk tea while sitting on a bench nearby the boba shop. "well obviously. i ordered this for a reason,"

"can i try?" glancing from his drink to him, you took a sip from your drink. he froze for a second before he turned back to normal. "sure," he held out his drink to you. you looked for places to put your drink down but there were no 'clean' spots. you didn't want to put it on the ground since all the dirt and gravel would stick to the bottom of the cup.

so, as any human being would do, you leaned in and drank it while he held the cup for you. leaning back, you let the liquid swish around your mouth. you squinted your eyes while letting out a hum. you swallowed the drink followed by chewing on the boba.

"it's not that bad," you started, "but i wouldn't order this." pantalone sent you an offended look before scoffing. "rude."

"it's not, i'm just being honest!"

"okay, if i'm being honest, i think you're pretty fucking stupid. you're an economics major but you didn't get a job until recently,"

now...

"excuse me?" you asked, flabbergasted.

"you're excused,"

"yeah, excuse me while i ask dottore for blackmail of you, hoe."

"i don't think that's necessary..."

after finishing up your milk teas, you both relaxed on the bench for a bit. you were feeling tired. you were quieter than usual and your eyes were drooping while your head was slowly falling.

your tired state did not go unnoticed by pantalone. "if you're tired we could always go back home,"

"huh..? no it's fine. can you wake me up in ten?" you asked him while lazily looking look up at him. pantalone briefly nodded. "you can sleep on my shoulder if that's more comfortable."

you learned on his shoulder, "yeah... thank you..." with that, you closed your eyes. he stared down at your now sleeping figure. he tried his best to ignore his heartbeat but to no avail. his heartbeat was so loud he was sure it would be able to wake you up. taking deep breaths, he tried his best to slow his heartbeat.

he didn't want to make you uncomfortable so he patiently sat still on the bench while trying his best not to move. he slowly reached over for his phone in his pocket to pass the time. instead of playing games or scrolling through social media, he was spamming childe. although he may seem calm, he isn't. he's internally freaking the hell out.

while spamming his best friend, he felt movements coming from you. looking down at you once again, he saw you wrapping your arms around his right arm. you held onto his arm so tenderly while sleeping on his shoulder. his eyes widened and he felt the whole world stops. letting out a shaky breath, he continued to spam childe.

bro please

GRNALXLKQK

HELP ME OMGG

Y/N SHE

SHES HUGGING MY ARM ?!;'alldmamms

SHES HUGGINF MY ARM WHILE SLEEPING ON MY SHOULDER

I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE

HAVE MERCY IM

RUNNING LAPS RN

me when two people like each other but they're not saying anything so they're not dating yet lmfao! 😍🔫

HRLP ME

"y/n?" his voice rang out, "it's been 10 minutes." your eyes slowly opened while you tried to adjust to the sunlight. letting go of your grasp on his arm, you yawned and rubbed your eyes.

"oh, thank you. what time is it?"

"it's half past three,"

you sent him a concerned look, "you can just say 3:30 you know..."

"well, it's more formal to say half past three."

"but you're only talking to me,"

"anyways, let's go somewhere else, yeah?"

you nodded, "yeah."

walking around the area, you spotted a sparkly store. you saw the finest jewelry there, and you just had to go in.

"ooh ooh look! it's a jewelry store! can we go in there please?" you excitedly asked the man beside you with a huge grin plastered across your face. pantalone chuckled before nodding. you subconsciously grabbed onto his arm while walking towards the store. you felt him tensing up, but you didn't care to say anything.

walking in the store, you were checking out all of their fine jewelry. from necklaces to ankle bracelets, you couldn't decide which one you wanted to buy.

"pantalone," you started, "i'll be back, i want to look at the rings section." you saw him nod and that was your cue to leave. you were browsing through the many rings they had before your eyes landed on a matching ring set. you looked around to see if pantalone was near and he wasn't. he was across the store looking at earrings. you let out a relieved sigh before picking them up. putting them close to your eyes, you started to examine them.

the rings were gorgeous. they were smokey grey with hints of black and turquoise gems. you thought it was perfect. buying matching rings with pantalone wouldn't hurt, right?

you wanted to make moves on him. there's a slim chance that he would like you back, so why not? if he doesn't like you back, oh well, you won't have to see him that often... right?

maybe you forgot the fact he's best friends with childe but hey, that's okay!

secretly walking to the cashier, you paid for the two rings. they weren't that expensive. you wanted to buy something while keeping in mind about the mora for the ring you promised to buy pantalone almost two weeks ago. the rings were 150,000 mora. that wasn't too bad.

stuffing the rings into your pockets, you walk up to pantalone again.

"found anything?" he shook his head. "i'm only looking. but if you want anything, i can buy it for you."

you laughed it off, "no that's okay! i can pay," he raised his eyebrows, "are you sure? are you sure you're not damaging your wallet too much?"

"i've said it already, but i'll say it again: diluc pays me extra so i have more than enough!" you playfully glare at him.

"yeah, only 100,000 mora a day. that's not enough to buy things you want," he turned around and started to look at necklaces. "and shut up about your boss, geez."

"huh? did you say something?"

"no."

you shrugged his weird behavior off, "okay then. should we leave?" you saw him turn around once more. "are you not getting anything?"

"no, i bought something. it's a surprise!" you turned away from him and started to walk out of the store. you heard footsteps behind you, so you assumed those were his.

once you were out of the store, you stopped him. "well! i was thinking we should you know..."

you heard him sigh. "you always say this and i've been telling you, 'no, i don't know.' so please, enlighten me."

"i was thinking we should have matching rings! i saw a set and i thought they were cute plus they match your aesthetic," you pulled the rings out from your pocket and showed them to pantalone. "see? aren't they pretty?"

it was quiet. you expected the worst from him. "i mean— if you don't want to that's okay, i can just return them,"

"no, it's okay. we can wear these matching rings," he took one of them from your hand. his hand was soft and warm. his hand felt nice. you saw him slipping his ring onto his left hand and extending his arm out to admire the ring. "they're pretty."

you felt happy. "i'm glad you like them!"

he smiled. "also, i remembered you saying something about wanting to do face masks?" you nodded. "yeah, so i bought some earlier." he took out two different face masks from his bag. "i don't know what the benefits are, but we could you know... do face masks together."

you were flabbergasted. appalled. shocked. you felt yourself growing flustered every second that passed. "of course! i'm so surprised you remembered!"

"i have a good memory," he put the face masks back into his bag. "let's go to my place?"

"wait what— why?"

"to do the face masks?"

walking into his room, you were immediately met with a cozy atmosphere. you were shamelessly looking around his room. pantalone walked to his bed and set his bag down to get the face masks. he rummaged through his bag to find the two face masks for you two.

"do you want to put them on now?" he asked, holding out the face masks. you turned to him and nodded, "sure! we should probably put them on in the bathroom because it might get messy."

he let out an 'okay' and started to lead you to his restroom. during the walk there, you noticed how nice his mansion was. he had paintings encased with golden frames and random tables with luxurious items. his mansion screamed rich to you.

entering the bathroom, you took a minute to observe the room. "what the fuck..."

"what?"

"whys your bathroom so fucking huge?"

"it's not— it's normal sized,"

"bro... you cant be serious..."

"i am, and don't call me 'bro'. i'm not your bro,"

"your bathroom is bigger than my room and that's saying a lot, bro."

"why are face masks so messy?" pantalone asked, struggling to clean up the mess he made.

"that's your fault. you were so insistent— telling me, 'no i don't think this is enough' when you put a handful of product on your hands," you scolded him, "and now look at the aftermath!"

he let out a scoff. "how was i supposed to know? i have no experience in these types of things,"

"i told you how much product you needed..." you sighed and went to get a towel. you helped him clean up the rest of the face mask on the bathroom counter. once you two were done, you both threw the towels into the laundry basket.

walking into his bedroom again, you proposed an idea, "we should take a selfie."

"right now?"

"uh... yeah?"

"um okay,"

after taking the picture, you went to the picture to inspect it. "we look so cute in this. can i post it?"

pantalone shrugged, "yeah do whatever, i don't mind,"

after pressing the 'tweet' button, you closed your phone.

"so..."

"so?"

you suddenly thought of the greatest idea ever, "while we wait for the masks to dry, we should get to know each other more,"

"again? i thought we did this already?"

"yeah but that ended early because you had to ask who i was, prick," you huffed. he rolled his eyes, "yeah because i was curious."

"whatever. i'll go first," you started, "ask me any questions."

"why did you choose economics as your major?"

there was no thought behind your eyes at all. "because i like money,"

"but you're broke, y/n,"

"wow thank you so much for reminding me!" you glared at him, "just because i'm broke doesn't mean i can't like money."

he shrugged, "true. you got a point,"

"next question, please,"

"who's your favorite artist, or what's your favorite band?"

that was an easy question. "cigarettes after sex, no hesitation,"

pantalone scrunched his nose at you, "why? their music is like— the same but with different lyrics."

you were offended. "um? you like my chemical romance."

"and?"

"and? you listen to emo music."

"shut up."

"no, make me,"

there was an awkward silence between you two. you regret ever talking at all. pantalone looked at you with a '😟' expression. you knew you messed up.

'the way the gun teleported to my mouth...'

you let out an awkward laugh, "um anyway! why did you choose economics?"

"i was kind of forced to," you noticed he immediately looked down at his lap, "i never wanted to major in economics, but oh well."

you frowned upon hearing his words come out so quietly. "oh. i'm sorry about that. if you got to choose any major, what would you choose?"

he slowly looked back up, "well, i like fashion. the idea of making outfits, designing outfits, and all that stuff makes me happy,"

"aw, that's cute," you chuckled. "but really, i'm sorry about that. i hope i can make econ class a tad bit more enjoyable."

pantalone shook his head, "nah, don't apologize, it's fine. we should start sitting next to each other in class if anything,"