Catching a loose strand of silvery hair, Hope tucked his bangs behind his ear revealing the jawline that was growing more and more prominent by each passing day. Hope was far from a kid, yet he wasn't classified as a man being in that awkward stage of entering early adulthood. He fixed up his tie, flickering his eyes back and forth from his phone - to his reflection and back.

Waiting for Lightning had made him eager, and to admit- a whole lot more nervous than he should've been. Biting his bottom lip he fiddled with his cell, flipping it open and close before deciding to bring up a game to let time pass. Hope thumped his fingers against the buttons, moving swiftly along the game.
"I thought you'd be one to arrive late." The voice was soft yet sweet, caressing Hope's ear. He flinched startled at the closing intimacy between him and the body that was only a few inches from his. Lightning nestled her chin gently on his shoulder, intrigued by how toned his blade was.
"If we don't get moving we might miss our booking." Lightning shook her head and removed herself from the now warm spot on Hope's shoulder. He was still startled, uneasy and unsure of what to say.
"Hope?" Lightning furrowed her brow, uncomfortable with Hope's awkwardness.

"S-s" He began to stutter, throwing a hand over his mouth to stop himself.
"Nice place you chose." Lightning let herself in, expecting Hope to waddle along behind her. And waddle he did, close to stumbling over his own feet. The night continued just as awkward as it had started, Lightning trying to shrug off her boredom and the fact she still thought all of this was unnecessary. Then there was Hope - poor guy indeed- always struggling to not make a fool of himself. As the night continued their silence grew, Hope wanted- tried to say so many things, but there was something caught in his throat that choked him up.
Lightning carried a distant look, her mind in other places- probably at work.
"Bodhum sure is nice at night." Hope whispered, wanting to break the verbal ice.
"Mhm" was all that Lightning could respond, they both stood staring up at the vague sky that was full of gleaming stars.
"Light I-" The private nickname soothed Lightning's ears, she enjoyed how Hope was the only one capable of calling her that without receiving a fist to the face.

"Thanks for coming out with me tonight- I mean I know it was pretty bothersome and all, I just-" Hope buried his face into his palms.
"Sorry, I must seem like a complete idiot."
Lightning snorted and ruffled his hair.
"No, it's kind of cute."
A shade of crimson overtook Hope as he could feel the butterflies rising in his stomach.
"Light…-" Maybe it was the butterflies forcing their way out of his gut that made Hope act on irrational thoughts. He pulled Lightning into a mild grasp, taking in how she look exceptionally beautiful tonight. He hadn't even taken into account the slim black dress that complimented her figure until now. She was so distracting, his head spun and he really had no control over himself. Whatever composure he had tried to keep came crashing down as he pressed his lips ever so gently against Lightning's.

Eyes fluttered open as Lightning tried her best to push Hope off of her. He was surprisingly strong, she could feel her grip tightening around the thick layer of muscle that wasn't there a couple of years ago. He released her, gasping for air as he realised he wasn't the only one flustered tonight.
"What - what the hell Hope!" Lightning shot him a deathly glare, he expected her to shout at him or beat him half to death but she didn't flinch instead she just lay in his arms absorbing the momentーpossibly trying to figure out what the hell was going on. Seconds passed, Hope eagerly waiting for Lightning's either gut-wrenching or life-fulfilling response.

But unexpected causes come at unexpected times. Lightning, being as ferocious as she is, pulled Hope back into another heated kiss with small pauses and outbreaks of the sentence
"This - is - so - wrong."
Hope intertwined his fingers within her hair, delicately pulling strands from the immaculate side ponytail.
"Your place?" Hope asked innocently, playing with Lightning's emotions tonight. She groaned and nodded, still not fully comprehending the situation and what she was feeling.