[CW] He/She whipped it out...

He was more fidgety than she had ever seen him in the few weeks they'd been dating. She usually found his boyish insecurity adorable; it was refreshing finally to be with someone who wasn't constantly angling to get her panties off. But this was a bit much, even for him. He had been getting bolder the last few times they had been together. But nothing more than a few awkward kisses and fumbling caresses. Adorable, really.

"I think it's time I- I mean, I have something that I have to show you," he stammered.

"Oh, yeah?" It was a sad statement that she'd heard similar lines before from other guys. But he was a different kind of guy, he couldn't mean... could he?

"Yeah. But I have to be honest. I haven't, um, shown it to anyone else."

That one was actually a first. Was he saying that he's a virgin? I guess it wouldn't be too surprising, really. He was such a sweet guy. She didn't want him to feel pressured into anything. "Well, you know, you don't have to show me anything. You know, unless you're ready."

His expression was a little puzzled. "I know, but I've been thinking about it a lot, and I really want you to be the first. I think I... I feel like I have a real connection with you."

The admission surprised her; he wasn't one to openly talk about how he felt. But, honestly, she felt it, too. Something more than what she'd had with other guys. She couldn't help but smile. He must have known that she was much more experienced than him. She would have fun showing him the ropes. "Okay, well. Let's see it, then."

He took a deep breath. "Okay. But I have to warn you. It's big."

"Oh." She paused. "Um, how big?"

"It's really big. I mean, ridiculously, mind-blowingly, life-alteringly big. But I don't... I don't want it to change the way you feel about me."

Well, holy shit. Maybe she had underestimated him. "Well, you don't have to worry about that. I promise it won't change anything." She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek.

He blushed. Really, after all that talk, a little peck on the cheek made him blush? She smiled again at how adorable she found him.

Before she could return his blush, he whipped it out. It was... a lottery ticket. She looked up at him, confused. His expression was apprehensive, awaiting her reaction.

"I won," he said, simply. "Three hundred and fifty million."

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