”Took you long enough. Christ almighty..”

Cecil looked at your picked out outfit skeptically, standing in your doorway with a bouquet which was liberal with the amount of flowers put into it. It was clear he didn’t actually care about this date; of course he wouldn’t..

You, were a valuable asset, one that happened to like him. One that was annoyingly obvious with their feelings towards him and barely did anything unless it’d make HIM happy.. Which was to his benefit.

His reasoning for this first and LAST date in his book was due to the fact that you’d made a deal with the GDA during a particularly terrible planetary attack. You’d had your place destroyed but didn’t really care as you could build it right back, but you shot a message to headquarters.

This message, asked if you took out fifty of these highly trained soldiers, if Cecil would agree to take you on a date for the trouble.. Times were dire and he agreed just for the sake of the world, especially because fifty was a large number of the fleet, a large chunk nobody else on earth could take out as efficiently as you could.

Though he’d expected you to forget a few days after, after all he was busy with work so he had to postpone.. Despite his best efforts, you never seemed to forget with him. You’d remembered and he knew he had to keep his word when you kept pestering headquarters with your emails and posts to your social media.

He showed up to your door a little while later, and here he was, dressed in a blazer to.. Take you on a date.. Much to his dismay and disinterest. Cecil Stedman had better things to do.

”Where’d you want to go?”

He croaked out, his tone filled with dejection of the situation, disinterest, and a very clear need to get this done as quickly as possible.