Just a little one shot comin at ya

To be honest, prom never really crossed Ben's mind often. Of course he'd thought of going, imagning from time to time what it would be like to dance with a certain ginger in his arms, but he had never thought of it as a possibility. So whenever Richie brought it up, he was seemingly quiet on the topic.

"I mean it's gonna suck ass, so why don't we show up with a little booze, then we could have some real fun." Richie said once when they were at Bill's. They all laughed it off at the time, but as Spring rolled around they all planned to go, just for the hell of it.

On a particular day Ben, and Beverly were walking back from the Library, huddled close under a shared umbrella as it drizzled slightly around them. Ben constantly blushing at space they shared, it was almost surreal.

"So, Benny boy takin any lucky lady to prom??" Beverly asks in an overly curious tone, covering her true intent. Ben shuffles a bit his blush growing deeper.

"U-um no n-not yet." Ben says, nervousness evident in his voice as he scratches the back of his head. He wants badly to ask her, it seemed so simple in his room in front of the mirror, but now he wasn't sure if he'd be able to finish a sentence.

"H-have you?" Bev frowns slightly at his question.

"With my reputation... I wish." She laughs weakly, trying to play off how hurt she was, Ben's grip on the umbrella tightened.

"Don't listen to those assholes, they don't know the first thing about you!" Ben's tone was serious, make fun of him all you like, but no one fucks with Beverly, no one. He stops walking, there's no more doubt in his mind. Bev turns to face him, and in a swift motion, his lips are on hers, causing instant gratification. Bev deepens the kiss slightly as Ben pulls her in further, wrapping his arms around her. They separate slowly, basking in the warmth between them.

"Go with me?" Ben huffs out, a small grin gracing his features.

"I'd love to." Bev replies, her voice barely above a whisper. She leans in resting on his shoulder as they stroll forward.

XxxX

Soon June comes, and Ben is reduced to a bundle of nerves. He walks up to the marsh residence corsage in hand. Opening the door, Ben calls out to Beverly.

"Bev, Im here!" Moments later he hears a door close in response, and down steps Beverly, leaving Ben completely awe struck. Her auburn hair in slight curls, matching the single strap deep red dress. She laughs a little when Ben suddenly gets flustered.

"Well, how do I look?" She asks with a little twirl.

"Beautiful." And Ben swears that he's never seen anything as beautiful as this...

Fin