(This is a continuation of Scars AU.)
"You look great."
How Tadashi got out these words, he'll never know. But they were true- she was wearing a yellow sweater dress and her favorite pink heels. Her hair was up in a bun with a few strands down. It was similar to what she usually wore, yes. But for some reason, she looked even more gorgeous than usual. Maybe it was because of the blush that was on her face, or the way she shyly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Or maybe it was because of the way her lipgloss shined and sparkled on her lips.
"Thanks," she said softly, stepping out of her apartment and shutting the door. "So, where to on this lovely spring day?" she asked cautiously. They were almost back to normal- though the cabin trick had worked, they still had days where they weren't quite sure how to act around each other.
Tadashi grinned and took her hand in his. He didn't miss the look of surprise on her face. "Oh, I just thought that we could go for a walk in the park or something cheesy like that," he said in a teasing tone. He saw her tense shoulders relax at these words.
"Oh, that would be nice," she said back weakly. Still trying to get back to normal.
After about an hour of walking around and making difficult conversation, Tadashi was getting frustrated. Not at Honey, no, never. But at himself. Well, more like his lack of height. And at her stupid high heels. Not that he didn't like her heels, no. But they just made her so tall. He would say too tall, but it wasn't that. It was just that he was too short.
And that stupid lipgloss on her lips was driving him insane.
"Aren't you a little tired from walking in those heels, Honey?" he asked. "Do you want to sit down, maybe?"
She shook her head. "Nope, I'm just fine," she replied contentedly. He internally groaned. She wasn't making this easy. He mentally tried to calculate their height difference, but her closeness was making it difficult to focus.
And of course Honey Lemon noticed the frustrated look on his face. Had she done something wrong? Maybe this date wasn't a good idea. She let a small sigh slip. They were doing better, true, but they still had a lot of roadblocks to get around. Maybe she should just give up- say she wasn't feeling well, go home, and try to move on for what felt like the millionth time.
"Forget it," he grumbled, making her heart drop. So he was mad at her and thought this date was a bad idea. Just leave now, it'll be okay. Just leave-
But he had taken her hand and was leading her over toward a low rock. Her confusion increased when he got up on said rock and-
Oh.
He kissed her.