"Wow these seats are amazing!" Lisa said as they sat down.
"I thought you'd like them." Twelve grinned as he pulled his beanie down lower. Even though it had been months since that incident, Nine was still paranoid they'd be recognized.
But honestly, Twelve was so tired of always hiding and sneaking around. So he decided to go out for some fun with Lisa, instead of that grumpy old fart.
"So, do you actually know how basketball works?" Lisa gave him a quizzical stare when he asked this.
"You've never played?" She cocked her head in confusion. "Why did you get tickets then?"
Twelve didn't like acknowledging those days, about how he had no childhood, so he just shrugged in reply.
"Well here's how it goes-" She started shooting off rules and regulations, but Twelve wasn't really listening. He was more interested in the way Lisa seemed to smile more, maybe even giggling at a silly thing she saw. She really seemed happier than when they had first met.
"I had no idea you were so passionate about basketball," He gave a cat-like smile.
For some reason, that sentence made her face flush. "Ha ha yeah, I guess I'm not really the type." She messed with the fabric of her jeans. "In middle school, I really enjoyed watching it, but then..." Lisa trailed off. "It just got pushed to the side, I don't know why."
"I bet it was the tall dudes that got you into it, they seem to be your type." Twelve teased, trying to lighten the situation.
"Really Twelve?" Lisa playfully shoved. She opened her mouth to say more, but a buzzer went off, and the players start doing whatever basketball players do.
It was ok, but Lisa seemed enraptured in the game. She really made the game fun, with her cheering and little good luck gestures she made him participate in. Soon half time came around, the blue team apparently beating the white team.
"This is such a close game." Lisa mumbled while she reached to steal some of his popcorn.
"I know when that guy passes the ball, classic." She laughed at his remark, shining pale yellow.
"You'll get into it soon, trust me." A comfortable silence hung over them, they munched on popcorn and watched the screen display various couples kissing.
"What's that about?" But before he could finish, suddenly he saw a familiar yellow beanie on the screen. It took him a second to process, but it was him and Lisa there for the world to see.
Twelve moved to hide his face, honestly if they were identified as Sphinx, Nine would never let them live it down. "Lisa why in the world our they doing this?"
Instead of answering, she just stared at him, cheeks turning ten different shades of pink. Suddenly, warm hands were cupping his face, and Lisa was kissing him. And Twelve was so lost, what was going on, why was she doing this, and why was face so hot? But it was so hard keeping track of that all with her so close.
When she pulled back, Lisa's face was bright red, like a tomato. "Sorry," She stammered out. "It's just a tradition, they call it the kiss cam. I'm sorry, I kinda got carried away, sorry-" This time Twelve caught her off guard, and pressed his mouths to her's.
"It's fine, no apologizing remember?" He didn't actually know what he was doing, he had never really wanted to kiss anybody in his seventeen years, but with Lisa it had felt natural.
"Right," She smiled before covering his hand with her's.
"Right," He repeated, gripping it tightly.
A.N. Here's so cute fluff, before we have to accept ZNT ending, and Nine and Twelve probably dying, ha ha, I'm not crying you are.