一緒 (together) - ethan nestor x reader

why you had splurged and spent 500 dollars on the strawberry dress oh so popular on the internet? to be honest, you didn't know. it was an impulse decision- that is, an impulse decision after making sure you had enough to survive on that week before getting payed- that had been made at 2 in the morning half asleep, but god damn was it a good decision.

it was beautiful dress. it had a sharp inline v curve on the chest, with sparkling, glittery strawberries on just about every single inch on the dress. it made you feel amazing. you loved spinning in it for hours, watching the fabric swirl. you knew ethan would love it.

you slipped it on carefully, tying the strings around your waist. along with the dress you just wore a normal pair of converse- to be honest, they were the only shoes you had brought.

you left, and then knocked on the bathroom door. ethan mumbled a little, "i can't figure out how this fucking skirt works.." you giggled and opened the door.

ethan had the skirt halfway up with chest. you started laughing.

"don't laugh at me!" he protested. "i've never done this before! help me, beautiful foreign lady in a $500 dollar dress!"

you rushed over to him and pulled the skirt down to his waist. "a skirt is just like a pair of pants. don't put it up to your chest. dumbass. you think you would've thought-"

"(y/n)'s making fun of meeee," he chuckled and kissed you on the cheek as he tucked the long sleeve unus annus (rip) sweater into the skirt. "but for real though, you look very pretty. i feel underdressed."

"don't. i would've loved the way you looked even if you had a t shirt and jeans on." you brushed the shirt off.

finally, you grabbed the guitar case from the corner of his room and put it in the backseat of his car. you two got into the car once again. he backed out of his driveway.

the ride was silent and quick. when you two got there, ethan got out of the car and opened your door. "for the strawberry queen," he said with a cheeky smile.

getting out of the car and looking, you couldn't believe just how pretty it was. he had parked on overgrown grass. there was a winding river with waterweeds and other river plants poking out of it. there really was a wooden bridge, the curved type you see in princess movies, with a railing on it. and there really was also a wooden swing, with thick rope coming from it, hanging low from a tree.

ethan took your hand and led you down a gravel path. he held his guitar, now out of the case, by the neck. he sat down with you on the bridge, facing the railing with your feet hanging, just reaching the warm river.

"okay. so now, i am obviously going to play.. 'e-girls are ruining my life' by corpse an-"

"NO! you are NOT!" you knew he was joking so you laughed and punched him in the side jokingly. he smiled.

"i'm just kidding. do you listen to vampire weekend?" eef asked.

"mhm."

"okay. just please be prepared i'm a little rusty-"

"hush up and play the song, doof." you leaned your head on his shoulder. he nodded and swallowed nervously.

he started strumming, starting close to the chorus,

"i pull my shirt on, walk out the door,
drag my feet along the floor,
then i see you,
you're walking 'cross the campus,
cool professor,
studying romances.
how am i supposed to pretend?
i never want to see you again?
how am supposed to pretend?
i never want to see you again?
walked to class in front of  'ya,
spilled kefir on your keffiyah,
you look inside and turn to the door,
drag your feet along the floor.."