Summary:You’ve known Mac for years, ever since you both attended MIT. Recently, the feelings have grown into more of an romantic nature. One night Mac plans a first date because he feels bad that he never got to take you out on one when you guys first started dating, due to work commitments getting in the way.
Side Note: Inspired by “What Keeps You Up At Night” by Dan + Shay. Listen here. Please listen to the song, it’ll get you into the mood of the imagine and also because it’s good.
Let me leave a little taste on your lips, a little chill running under your skin. So, when it’s a quarter past 3 still thinking ‘bout me.
Girl, I wanna be what keeps you up at night. Tossing and turning, head spinning, like you’re dizzy off of red wine.
“The movie wasn’t that bad”. Mac stated, lacing his hand into yours as the two of you walked out of the cinema’s, braving the cold winter air.
“Oh yeah, then why did you fall asleep for half of it?”.
Mac twirled you around and your back hit the brick wall. He moved a strand of hair, sending chills up your spine due to the way he was looking at you – a mix of desire and love. “Only for the last 10 minutes and the only way you would of known that is if you were staring at me”.
Tugging on his scarf, his lips hovered inches away. “I heard you snore”.
Playfully teasing him.
His hands rested on your waist, you could feel Mac’s warm breath. “I don’t snore, but I do wanna kiss you right now”. Even though the air was cold as an ice cube, being so close to Mac all you could feel was heat running all through your body. He titled his head a little and kissed you like it was the first time he’d ever done so.
“You better be careful, Angus Macgyver, a girl can take that kiss as you’re falling hard for her“.
“I am falling hard for you, a little more every damn day”.
A small lit cafe across the street caught your eye, you pointed it out to Mac and the two of you headed over. Inside reminded you of your grandma’s kitchen and the smell of freshly baked cookies flowed through the room. Mac choose the two seats by the right corner window. The kind middle aged women greeted you with a smile, a tired one, but a smile nonetheless. “What can I get you two?”. Pulling out a pencil and notepad from her apron.
“Just two hot chocolates please”. Mac ordered, knowing that on a night like this hot cocoa was your preferred drink. “Oh, and can we get whipped cream with extra chocolate shavings on one”. Penelope, the waitress, returned back to the counter humming along to herself as she prepared the order. You glanced at Mac, who asked you what was on your mind.
“You always seem to surprise me, that’s all”.
“In a good way, I hope”.
You leaned over, Mac meeting you halfway. “In the best way, baby”. You rarely gave any nicknames to Mac, however, it just slipped so effortlessly out your mouth that it created a whole different kind of mood between the both of you. He turned his neck, kindly asking Penelope if she could make those hot chocolates a take-away instead. She didn’t seem to mind and brought over the drinks, Mac being the ever so gentlemen paid, adding an extra tip on top of the bill.
“Where are we going?”. Wondering as you had no idea what street you were currently walking down.
“I want to show you one last thing before we end this date”. Opening the door to a stairwell, he looked back ever so often to make sure you were still behind him and about 5 flights of stairs later the two of you arrived on a building rooftop.
The stars sparkled above, lights from surrounding buildings gave the city a beautiful glow and as you peered over the edge it amazed you how tiny the people and cars appeared to be from this high up. “Won’t we get in trouble for being out here?”.
Mac hugged you from behind, “I know a guy who owns the building. He won’t mind if we use the roof for a few minutes”.
Breathing in the night, you melted in Mac’s embrace. “This has been the best first, non-first date I’ve ever been on, so thank you for that”.
Spinning you around, it was impossible to not get lost in his eyes. They made you feel like you were the luckiest girl in the world. “I should be thanking you for agreeing to go out with me. Never did I imagine my best friend would one day become my girlfriend”.
“Nor did I”. Smiling back at him. Biting your lip, Mac took it as his cue to lean down and capture you into another whirlwind kiss. You ran your fingers though his blonde locks, relishing in the way he tasted.
After stargazing with the occasional making out on the rooftop, Mac walked you home. There he said goodnight with a simple peck on the cheek, causing you to blush at how proper he was. Watching him leave, you felt like a giddy school girl. He lingered on your mind as you got ready for bed and every few seconds you’d stare at your phone. You didn’t want to seem clingy or desperate, although, you doubted Mac would ever see you that way. Deciding it was better to leave things be, you tired to get some sleep, however, even a few miles away Mac still held a crazy amount of power.
Throwing off the covers, you unplugged your phone charger and dialed his number, nervously biting your nails while you listened to it ring.
“Hello”. His voice sounding slightly groggy.
“I don’t mean to call so late, it’s just-it’s going to sound stuipd”. Sitting on the edge of the bed, staring out at the moon.
You heard Mac shuffle around, the sound of a lamp switching on. “Nothing you say to me could sound stuipd, is everything okay?”.
“I couldn’t sleep and I kinda don’t want the night to end without you. It may sound crazy but do you want to come over, keep me company?”. Butterflies erupted in your stomach, you weren’t usually this bold. Yet, when it came to Mac it felt easy to step out of your comfort zone.
“I’ll be over in 10 minutes”.
The phone clicked and the giddy school girl jumped up with excitement, running to the bathroom to freshen up.
So when you’re wide awake and I’m the only thing on your brain, just call and I’ll be there to fall right in your sheets
When Mac said he’d be over in 10 minutes, he meant it. The doorbell rung and you wasted no time in opening it. He was dressed causal – blue jeans and a grey shirt. This was the part where it felt like you and Mac had just meet, as opposed to knowing one another for years. You two just stared shyly at each another, until Mac took off his leather jacket and smashed his lips upon yours. “Are you sure you wanna, you know take things to the next level?”.
Loosening his belt, you kissed up his neck. “I’m sure, bedroom is the last door on the right”. Wrapping your legs around his waist, he laid you down on the bed. Wiggling out of his jeans, your heart raced seeing the outline of him through his boxers. Hovering above, Mac teased feather kisses, traveling down the valley of your breasts. What happened next was far better then they could ever portray in movies. Mac made sure to be tender but rough, sweet but sexy. Every inch of your body was on fire as Mac touched you.You meet his glaze and with one gentle push you gasped, feeling your walls clutch around Mac.
Gripping his shoulders, your lips brushed along his ear. “Don’t hold back, baby”.
Hearing you call him baby gave Mac a newfound energy, he used your moans and encouragements to give you the best release you’d ever felt. And it wasn’t just once, but multiple times throughout the night that you and Mac became one.
Fluttering your eyes open, Mac’s fingertips glided up your arm. He was unaware that you were intently watching him. “A girl can get use to waking up like this”.
Clearing your throat, it was hoarse from all the times you called out Mac’s name. He handed you a glass of water. “How are you feeling?”.
“Like I just had sex a handful of times last night”.
He laughed at your blunt honestly, “That must of been one lucky guy. He sounds pretty skilled too, if I do say so myself”.
Rolling over, the sheets fell exposing your naked frame to Mac. “Wow, that was-that was smooth”.
Leaning up to kiss you, he subtly flipped you over. The sheets were now a tangled mess and all the room smelled like was Mac’s cologne mixed with sex and the cold morning breeze. “I was thinking we should go get some breakfast”.
Food did sound amazing at this point, however, staying here with Mac outweighed a steamy cup of coffee or soft bagel. “We could, or we could just stay here for a few more hours”.
Cuddling into his chest, Mac’s arms sneaked around you mid-section. “There’s no way I’m going to say no to that”.
He kissed your neck playfully, you letting out a small giggle.
If someone asked you to pick your favourite moment, you wouldn’t be able too. The date, staying half up the night and waking along side Mac didn’t seem real. And if someone asked you how long you wanted to do this for, you wouldn’t hesitate to say forever.
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