I might be a bit late tonight. The new boss won't get off my ass about getting some paperwork done. But we're still on for date night, so don't worry. XOXO
That's what she texted, but she might have underestimated how long that paperwork would take her.
Light didn't get home until eleven forty-six, by which point she was practically dragging herself to the front door. Hope was probably asleep by then, so she didn't even bother announcing her arrival. She dropped her keys and bag onto the kitchen table, noticing that dinner was still out for two.
The rosette moved from the kitchen to the living room, and wasn't surprised when she saw him sprawled out on the couch, fast asleep. He had waited for her all night.
"You didn't have to wait up for me," She sighed, sitting down next to him to gently run her fingers through his hair so as not to wake him. "I'm sorry."
A hand came up to rest on top of hers. "I know," Hope blinked his eyes open sleepily, yawning. "But it was date night. Couldn't eat without you."
She smiled, ruffling his hair before pulling him up, leading him by the hand to their bedroom. "Let's make date night date morning. I don't think you can keep your eyes open for very long."