10. 6 (Velvet) and 1 (Eizen) were just on their first date. Where was that date, how did it go and how do they say goodbye?
Velvet's gaze kept wandering up to Eizen who walked next to her. Insisting to walk her home. How adorable. She couldn't suppress a crooked smirk that in turn didn't went unnoticed by Eizen. At least he was as sharp as Velvet had hoped.
"Something bothering you?" The man next to her asked without a hint of concern in his voice.
"You. It's pretty old fashioned to walk the girl home. I rather not you treat me like a vulnerable little dove. I can look out for myself!" Velvet bit her lip. She had come off too strong…again.
Her gaze wavered a bit before she saw Eizen smirk. "I sure hope so. If I wanted a damsel in distress around me I would have never asked you out."
Velvet then looked straight ahead again and hurried her steps. Yes. It had been Eizen to take the first step and she had been furious ever since. Furious that he was so calm and seemingly completely unaffected while she was on edge the entire time. It wasn't fair.
Thankfully she saw the inn come into view. Soon this would be over and she could stomp her foot on the ground until she felt better about having little control over her emotions.
Eizen didn't open the door for her, hadn't arranged her chair for her and in general had not patronized her with outdated chivalry. It wouldn't have suited him anyways… And so she snuck her hand in his while walking to the door of her room and finally, finally, she had caught him off guard.
Velvet smirked up to him while leaning against the door. "Thanks for tonight. It was fun how you wrestled that tuna down."
Eizen chuckled before shrugging. "Shame we had to toss it back in though… but you definitely had the catch of the night."
Midnight fishing. Velvet would freely admit it was the most unusual date she had ever had. And the only date she had ever had, however, that fact she wouldn't serve Eizen up on a platter.
They both were quietly looking at each other before Eizen looked to the side. "Well….good…good night then."
He turned to leave and Velvet let out a scoff. "I'm not even getting a good night kiss?"
Eizen looked over his shoulder at her but instead of a playful smirk there was uncertainty. After sighing deeply Velvet closed the small distance between them and tugged on his hand to turn him around. He really would leave this all up to – no, not quite. Seeing the determination in Velvet's face was enough to renew Eizen's confidence in the spark that was there between them and he leaned down to lightly press his lips against hers.
But when Velvet sought to deepen the kiss, Eizen pulled away with the boyish grin she had come to like so much. "If you want more, you'll have to ask me out. Night, Velvet."