Zelda finished her bowl of cereal before I finished my plate and got up to wash her dishes. As she leaned forward out of her chair, I noticed that she had a drip of milk in the corner of her lips. I smiled and told her "You've got something on your face."
She looked back. "Let me guess, you're gonna say 'cuteness' aren't you?"

I hesitated. "Well, I mean, that's true," I stammered, "but I was talking about the milk droplet in the corner of your mouth."

She narrowed her eyes at me, wiped her lips, and blew a raspberry at me. I laughed as she dried the dishes when she turned towards me. "Quit laughing and eat your breakfast before it gets cold," she scolded in a mocking tone.

I mumbled "yes ma'am", as she left to go take her turn in the shower. Now, I'm usually kind of a slow eater, but, goddesses, when she's around... She can distract me from anything; she could hold my attention for an eternity.

I sat alone at the table, just thinking about the day. It was Sunday. She and I planned to go to the park today, and I was really looking forward to spending the day together. It was already nice and sunny outside with the faintest breeze imaginable gliding through the air, as gentle as the breathing of a sleeping baby. The park was close enough to our apartment that we could walk to it in about 10 minutes, so we decided to save our money and not waste gas. I worked as an assistant at the local "Smash Gym". The gym offered classes in many fighting styles used for self-defense, and we often hosted sparring matches and tournaments that a lot of citizens came to participate in. It was a really fun job, but as an assistant I didn't make too much money—hence the apartment and the walking-whenever-possible-to-save-gas attitude.

With it being Sunday, the last day of the weekend before I went back to work, I really felt like lying around the apartment all day and trying to enjoy the last bit of freedom I would get until the next weekend. Even though Zelda and I were going to the park, I would have preferred to just spend the day at home with her, not doing much of anything, but I knew just how much she wanted to get out. She absolutely loved going for walks out in nature, and it was fall (her favorite season), with leaves falling in the crisp, cool air. As much as I wanted to stay in, I knew how much she'd enjoy going out and I promised myself long ago that I'd always do whatever it took to make sure she was happy.

At last, I finished eating my breakfast—20 minutes after Zelda finished―and it was my turn to wash my plate. Zelda was still in the shower, so I sat down and watched TV and waited for her. I sighed. There's never anything good on Sundays. I mindlessly surfed through the channels, hoping in vain to find anything remotely attention-grabbing. News, news, news... Ooh puppies! Wait, that was a commericial... Internally, I cursed whoever ran these stations when I finally heard the shower turn off.

Oh. Zelda's almost done. Good, I don't want to stare at this TV anymore, I thought to myself, hopping up off of the couch. She came out in just a towel, her wet locks of hair looking almost black, and I blushed slightly, averting my gaze to the window. Zelda scoffed, and asked, "Am I really that hard to look at?"

I gulped, and turned back to look at her, unsure of what words to use, but I saw her smiling and realized she was just kidding. I laughed it off and muttered, "No of course not. You always looks wonderful."

She kissed me on the cheek and told me, "Just give me 20 more minutes to get dressed and put on a little makeup, then we'll leave, okay?" Zelda looked up at me with obvious eagerness in her eyes. I smiled at her and replied, "Sure thing, Zel." She smiled and walked into our room.

Just as she said, 20 minutes later she was all dressed up with a light purple coat, looking just as cute as always, and she grabbed my hand. My stomach felt very light and bubbly. I still love holding her hand. Everything we do still feels like the first time to me. Did she realize I felt like this? Did she feel the same way? She practically ran out of the door, dragging me along so fast those thoughts were left behind. We laughed and smiled at each other. Today's gonna be a good day.