Noin woke up to sounds of a furious pen on paper. She looked over. And in the dark sat Zechs, writing in his note book. Noin sat up and crawled over to Zechs.
"Wha... are you... doin'?" Noin asked, still very tired. Zechs looked at her and smiled. He pushed the book to Noin.
"I was writing. Please read it," Zechs said, trying to keep his voice down. Noin did her best to read what Zechs had wrote. It looked like a love poem.
"I suppose you wrote this for Clarice?" Noin asked, handing the book back to it's owner.
"No," Zechs said, shaking his head, "I wrote it for you."
"And you really mean it?" Noin asked.
"Of course. I don't know why I didn't see it before, but I'm not going to let you go from me now." Zechs said. He paused for a moment, recalling what he previously said, "Did that make any-"
Zechs was cut off. Noin pushed her lips to his. Zechs put his arms around her. After long moments, the kiss was broken.
"Sense?" Zechs finished. Noin laughed and kissed him again.
The End
"Wha... are you... doin'?" Noin asked, still very tired. Zechs looked at her and smiled. He pushed the book to Noin.
"I was writing. Please read it," Zechs said, trying to keep his voice down. Noin did her best to read what Zechs had wrote. It looked like a love poem.
"I suppose you wrote this for Clarice?" Noin asked, handing the book back to it's owner.
"No," Zechs said, shaking his head, "I wrote it for you."
"And you really mean it?" Noin asked.
"Of course. I don't know why I didn't see it before, but I'm not going to let you go from me now." Zechs said. He paused for a moment, recalling what he previously said, "Did that make any-"
Zechs was cut off. Noin pushed her lips to his. Zechs put his arms around her. After long moments, the kiss was broken.
"Sense?" Zechs finished. Noin laughed and kissed him again.
The End
