I knew Alfred was nervous before he even said a word.
He kept checking the time on his phone, then the road, then the time again, like the minutes might suddenly rearrange themselves if he stared hard enough. His fingers tapped lightly against the steering wheel, not impatient or annoyed, just… anxious.
Alfred has never fidgeted before, He was always the calm and steady one.
So imagine this.
Tonight, he looked like a man preparing for an exam he desperately needed to pass.
“Everything is going to be perfect, stop worrying” I said softly.
I trust him to make out a lovely date for us, even if I didn’t like the place, along as I was with him, I was okay.
He stopped tapping immediately, glancing at me with the faintest hint of embarrassment. “Sorry.”
“Don’t apologize,” I smiled. “It’s
