Dress pretty.

What do they mean when they tell me to dress pretty? Do I go all out like I'm attending a wedding or do I go casual? I don't even know where we're going.

I never really realized that we never went on a date. It doesn't really matter since we all are together all the time but my heart still fluttered when Denver asked. I felt like a fucking high schooler.

They both went to do whatever they do when we're all not together in the morning. And here I am, standing in front of my closet. It's 4pm. Is it too early to get ready?

Fuck, being a girl is hard.

After staring hard, I decided on a dress. It's a black, long sleeves, body hugging fabric that reaches my mid thigh. I wore my usual black heels with it and straightened my hair. My makeup was just eyeliner, lashes, blush and lipstick.

Well this is the most I can do to look pretty for them. It's 5:30pm now. I go out and sit in the living room. Anna looks up from the kitchen counter where she's making a sandwich.

"Where are you going, dressed like that?" she raises a brow, looking down at me and then biting her ham sandwich.

"Denver's treating me to dinner," I give her a small smile even though my insides are exploding. She's definitely going to bombard me with questions once I come back. I don't even know if we're going for dinner, they better feed me.

"So a date," she concludes with her mouth full, walking slowly towards me. She has a smirk on her face that she's trying to hide but can't because I've been with her for too long.

"Dinner," I correct her.

"Date," She smirks, taking a seat next to me.

"Dinner," I say again.

I shoot Denver a text while our banter continues.

Don't come up. Just text me when you're outside.

Sure thing babe, we'll be there in 5.

"Da-" before she could say anything, Ian enters the apartment, swinging his keys.

"Hello girls, what are we-," he stops when he looks at me.

Well, fuck.

"And where are you going dressed like that?" he places his hands on his hips.

"Dinner," I say with a cheery smile.

"With who?" He asks, standing just like that.

"Denver," Anna speaks before me and I shoot her a glare as she tries to control her laugh.

Fucking Traitor.

"Yeah," I turn to Ian with the same smile.

"May I ask why?" Ian raises his brow, his expression saying 'you better not say no'.

"Because he asked?" I more so question.

"So it is a date," Anna takes another bite as I keep down a groan.

"It's not a date, just two friends having food," I nod at Ian.

He's not buying it.

"I'm not stopping you from going out with him Anderson, but if he does anything that even slightly hurts you, he's a dead man," he crosses his arm.

Outside

"And I'll make sure to tell him this. Thank you Saunders," I get up and kiss his cheek. "And you, I'll deal with you later," I point at Anna as I move out while she laughs.

I find Denver's car parked right outside the entrance but see them both leaning against it. They both were talking but their heads turn to me as soon as I open the glass door.

We all take a minute to take in everyone's appearances. They're both wearing black pants. Jordan paired it with a navy blue button up with his sleeves rolled up and Denver's is black, sleeves still buttoned.

Before I can stop myself I say what was on my mind.

"You both look fucking gorgeous," I step in front of them.

They both blush but Jordan clears his throat, recovering fast, "and you look ravishing."

"As always," Denver adds, his eyes dark.

"You said dress pretty," I open my arms, showing my outfit that they take in once again.

"Fucking aced it," Jordan licks his lips.

"Come on, we should go before we bend you over the car," Denver opens the back door for me as my cheeks turn pink. I had no need to apply the blush.

"Oh she would love that," Jordan muses, leaning over the opened door window as I step in.

They both get in as well and we head out.

"Where are we going?" I ask as Jordan switches the songs on his phone.

"To get food," Denver shrugs, driving with one hand.

"Thank god, but where?" I ask, hoping to get at least something.

"Somewhere," he says and smirks looking at me in the rear view mirror.

"Okay," I sigh, I don't want to go to a place that's too crowded or elite on our first date. That isn't me.

As if reading my mind, Denver smiles softly at me, "You'll like it."

Soon we park and I realize we're at a Mc Donald's. I look at both of them in disbelief, my jaw on the floor.

"Here?" I ask.

"Yes, here," Jordan smiles, turned in his seat just like Denver.

"You like it?" Denver asks, grinning.

"Like it?" I question and there smile falters for just a second before I smile and say, "I love it!"

They chuckle and get out, Denver opening my door and Jordan holding his hand out for me. So they divided duties?

"Wait, we're too dressed up for this," I say, stopping in my tracks before me can enter.

"Exactly," Jordan winks at me and opens the door.

I shake my head with a laugh and all of us enter. Ordering more food than we actually require from loads of nuggets and fries to junior chickens and oreo Mc flurries as the cashier eyes us up. I'm surprised when they get it all to go.

"We're not eating here?" I ask, confused as we stand on the side, waiting for our order.

"Nopes," is all I get from the both of them.

Once we all pick up the food and drinks we head back to the car. Denver starts driving as I dig in my oreo Mc flurry. Jordan turns around at the sound and smiles, "Just couldn't wait, could you?"

"I was hungry," I pout and he shakes his head looking back to the front.

"You guys want some," I pick a spoon full and bring it in front of Jordan's face. He opens his mouth and eats it way too slowly.

Tease.

I then take another spoon and bring it in front of Denver's mouth as he licks it clean.

"Stop stop stop!" I say after some time, in the middle of eating.

"We're at the red light Roya," Denver says, confused.

"Not you, Jordan, go back to the song you skipped," I tell him and they both realize.

Cigarette Daydreams by Cage The Elephant comes on and I sink in my seat, loving every word of it.

"I almost forgot about your weird song taste," Jordan smiles.

"Weird?" I question.

"The songs aren't weird but your playlist is, from instrumental to sad to hard rock, you have everything in just one," he chuckles.

"They're all just, I don't know how to explain it but they all hit the same," I sigh.

"Wanna listen to it?" Jordan asks.

"Shut up! How do you have my playlist?" I ask, wide eyed.

"Pretty easy, found it from your spotify account, it isn't private," he smirks.

"What's the name?" Denver asks.

"She always named her playlists randomly so she would remember which is the latest one," Jordan scrolls on his phone screen, "The latest one is 2021, then she has one named September babies, another named April, and stuff," he reads.

"September babies?" Denver's lips curl up as his eyes meet mine in the mirror once again.

"Heyy, they hit home okay," I huff.

Jordan starts the 2021 playlist and I couldn't help but smile at this.

MGMT's Little Dark Age starts as Denver parks the car in front of a lake. I look out in awe. He parked the car sideways, really close to the water. We get out and take in the view. The sun will soon set, giving the sky those beautiful lilac and blue tones.

I turn around to see Jordan placing everything on the roof of the car and I raise a brow in question.

"Come on love, take a seat," he taps the roof.

There's that nickname.

Denver keeps his door open and increases the volume so that the song is audible from outside. Not too loud, but just right to be background music.

I remove my heels and Jordan helps me in climbing on the roof. Denver sits on my left and Jordan on my right, all of our legs hanging on the side of the car, facing the view, eating junk and listening to my weird playlist. I tie my hair up in a bun, digging in the nuggets.

As Labrinth's Formula finishes playing, I ask nobody in particular, "How is this so satisfying?"

Nobody replies and I turn to Jordan who's looking at the view deep in thought. I turn to Denver doing the same and so I turn to the view too.

"I don't know," Jordan says, now looking at me.

"It just is," Denver adds.

I turn around to pick up the burgers from behind us and pass them to both of them as well. We take our first bites as Malt Maltese' As the World Caves In plays.

"Thank you," I say, softly. My eyes are on the water, still and clear.

"This is perfect," I add, overwhelmed. They knew exactly what I would like.

"It's perfect for us too Roya," Jordan says and I turn to him.

Not knowing how to express my love I crash my lips to his, both of us tasting like nuggets and fries. I smile into the kiss as he holds my face gently when War of Hearts by Ruelle plays. Turning to Denver after some time, I repeat the same as he keeps his one hand on my leg while his other holds his burger. He ends it with a peck.

"I love you guys," I sigh and rest my head on Denver's shoulder as I continue eating.

It's been a while since we finished our food, we've been sitting here, kissing, listening, watching for some time now. We didn't sing along or danced. It was so serene.

I shiver slightly at the change of temperature as it darkens. Jordan gets down, opening the backdoor and handing me his blazer which a take thanking him. Denver gets down next as he helps me too.

"Dessert?" Denver rubs his nose on mine and I giggle smiling.

I nod my head as we all get in the car as Freaks by Surf Curse starts.

A/N :

I never wanted their date to be a cliche. Roya's a little different, she likes little things and British Columbia has way too many lakes for me to not mention them visiting one.

Also, I never really thought this book would go on for this long. My ideal length was about 30 chapters but I guess I got carried away in the smut.

Should I keep the book short or would you like a longer one? I can honestly do both.