Three was right, the sunset was beautiful from on top of her apartment building. Eight loved the way it reflected off the lake near Inkopolis park, but the way it shone through the city and seemed to dance with the business down below was something else.
Three had insisted on bringing up some chairs so they could sit together as the sun sets over the horizon. Eight waited patiently for Three to return, watching as the sun veiled through thin clouds slowly lowered through the sky. What Eight hadn't expected was for three to be carrying the chairs over her shoulder like they weighed nothing.
"Pffft, showoff." Eight giggled as Three rolled her eyes, setting the chairs down near the edge of the roof that was protected by the short railing.
"So what if I am? You saying you dislike the show?" Three blushed and smirked as she posed, flexing her muscles. She wasn't even trying to impress Eight, she was just having fun. Though she supposed her attempts at humour would do more to impress her than any literal show of strength would, Eight had already saved the world.
"Oh my gods Three, you're impossible." Eight laughed and palmed her face, she loved how silly Three could be. The stoic agent, single handedly dismantling Octavio's armies… was hilarious.
"Thank you, I try." Three bowed, then gestured to the chairs. "Have a seat, please. I brought the chairs up for us to sit on."
"Oh really? I thought you just brought them here to flex." Eight smirked and giggled as she made her way to an open chair, Three taking her seat beside her.
"Hardee har you're hilarious." Three can't help but laugh lightly too, Eight's positivity was getting to her, and she had no issues with that. Three hadn't been this energetic since before Kamabo. Hell she hadn't been this enthusiastic since before she moved to Inkopolis! Eight's presence was something Three very much appreciated.
The pair of them sat together as the sun slowly dipped over the horizon, bathing the sky in beautiful colours. The reflections of the sky off the windows of the city towers were a sight to behold. The light cloud cover making the sky look like a canvas of colours and textures. Three would never admit it, but as she turned her head to look at Eight, she also loved the way the light of the setting sun reflected softly off of Eight's face, giving her a subtle glow like that of an angel.
"You know, I don't think I've appreciated a sunset this much since before I became an agent." Three let slip, turning her head back towards the burning ball of gas in the sky. A soft sigh escaping her lips as she smiles.
"What do you mean?" Eight turns her head to look at Three, the gentle sheen of her tentacles on either side of her reflecting the sun in unique and beautiful ways. The softness of her face emphasized by the gentle light of the descending sun. The curves of her cheeks reflecting and shining light almost like it was Three herself whom was glowing, and not the sun up in the sky. Eight couldn't help but think the only thing more beautiful in this moment than the sunset, was Three.
"Well, the sunset kinda happens every day. It had lost its magic for me years ago. Especially with…" Three shook her head, dismissing the thought. "But now, seeing how excited you get for it… it's kinda like I'm seeing it for the first time again too."
Eight blushed, she silently reached her hand so it held on to Three's. Three gripped on to Eight's hand as it entered her own, their fingers interlocking and a faint blush creeping across both of their faces. Eight then rests her head on Three's shoulder. Three was surprised but not unhappy with the contact. Eight let out a soft sigh that made Three's hearts ache, and her blush spreads further across her face.
"I'm glad I can share the magic with you. You deserve it Three." Eight closed her eyes, shuffling slightly closer. Eight loved the way Three's hand seemed to fit perfectly with her own, and how her shoulder made an amazing pillow.
"So do you, Eight." Three let out a small sigh and smiled. She rested her own head against Eight's, watching as the sun crosses over the threshold and the night begins to fade in as daylight fades away.
The pair stay like this until the sun was well below the horizon, bathing the sky in darkness. The lights of Inkopolis City shining a faint glow on the night sky as the stars slowly faded into view. Soon, the Moon rises and gently lights up the night. Eight couldn't help but feel like somehow, Three had made her appreciate being in Inkopolis even more than she had before. Three couldn't help but feel like for the first time in forever, she was content with where she was in her life. Neither of them wanted this moment to end. For once, they were both totally at peace.
Eventually though, someone had to speak. They both wanted to carry this moment into eternity, but they knew that all good things have to end at some point. Naturally, it was Eight who found the courage to break the deafening silence that had built between the pair.
"You know, I'm glad I got to spend time with you today. It was nice to finally get to know you, rather than just know about you." Eight sighed as she remained resting her head on Three, whos blush would no doubt be not only visible, but painfully obvious, to the aforementioned Octoling had her head not been on her shoulder.
"I'm glad too." Three's reply was quick, but calm "I've really enjoyed today. Probably the best day I've had since before… well you know."
Eight let out a simple "hmm" indicating she did, in fact, know what Three was referring to, still watching the darkness overtake the daylight. Shortly, a small breeze picks up, the cool evening air blowing over the pair causing Eight to shiver a little. The shiver does not go unnoticed by Three.
"Are you okay?" Three pulls her head away slightly, looking down at the girl resting on her shoulder.
"J-just a little chilly, it's fine honestly." Eight tried to dismiss Three's worries. She didn't want this moment to end, she wanted to savour it for as long as she possibly could.
Three wasn't having it. She carefully unzipped her hoodie, shimmied it off without knocking Eight's head off her shoulder, and gently wrapped it around her. Making sure it rests properly on Eight's shoulders so it doesn't slide off.
"There, better." Three smiles.
"But won't you get cold?" Eight looks up at Three, a partial worried expression on her face. She doesn't want to cause Three discomfort over a silly little shivver.
Three looked down at her shirt, an old orange tank top, and she shook her head.
"I've been out in colder weather in less than this, I'll be fine." She rests her head back on Eight's and turns her attention back to the diminishing light of the sun.
Eight blushed a little at the thought of Three in… less. But she quickly pushed that thought away. She was enjoying just, sitting here with her. In this moment, everything felt right. If Eight could spend the rest of time in this place, with Three, she'd do it in a heartbeat.
Three would never say it, but she too wished this moment would never have to end. Feeling the gentle rise and fall of Eight's breaths as her head shifted slightly against her shoulder. The warmth from her hand locked in with her own. The darkness of the night overtaking the brightness of day, and the city coming to life around them. Three was, for the first time in a long time, happy. Weather this could be called a date or not didn't matter to her. All she knew was, she's spending time with someone she cares deeply about, and that was more than enough for her. She hoped Eight felt the same wa- Eight is snoring.
"Oh my gods, she's asleep." Three whispered to herself. The Octoling had gotten so comfortable that she just, fell asleep.
Three rolled her eyes, of course this would happen. But now what? Three weighed her options, she could try to wake her, but that would be mean, she looked so peaceful. She could stay here until morning, but that also wasn't ideal. Chairs are not beds. So she was left with her final option… Take Eight into her apartment so she could sleep.
Taking in a quiet but deep breath, Three slowly stands, being careful not to jostle Eight too much as she slides her head off her shoulder. Then she scoops Eight up into her arms, she could come back for the chairs. Carefully Three carries Eight into her apartment. Her face painted orange from her blush. Three considers where she should put the sleeping Octoling in her arms…
Three had briefly considered putting her on the couch, but Three dismissed that thought as soon as it entered her mind. Eight was a guest and she was going to show her some proper hospitality. So Three decides that SHE will take the couch, and Eight can have her bed for the night. It's the least she could do after Eight effectively made her happy again, if only for a day. So she carries her into the bedroom, lightly places her on the bed and gently pulls the covers overtop of her, and smiles at the sight of the sleepy Octoling resting in her bed. Eight rolls onto her side and lets out a soft sleepy sigh that melts Three's hearts.
Three quickly snatches one of her pillows so she can use it to sleep on the couch, making sure she doesn't make too much noise as she prepares to head off to sleep herself.
"Goodnight Eight." Three says quietly before exiting the room, closing the door so the light doesn't pour into the room and wake her.
Three then quickly makes her way back up to the roof to snag the chairs she left up there, and on her way up she opens up her phone to send a couple messages as there is now an Octoling asleep in her bed.
Agent 3: Yo you still awake? I need you to relay a message to Pearl and Marina if you can.
Marie: Of course I'm still up, what message do you need relayed?
Agent 3: Just let them know that Eight fell asleep at my place, I don't want them to worry but I also don't want to wake up Eight, and I don't exactly have a car to drive her home with either.
Marie: I can do that. Should I give them your number so they can message you directly?
Agent 3: Yeah that would be good, then if they need me for anything they don't have to message you first.
Marie: Alright, stay safe Three, use protection.
Agent 3: OH MY GOD MARIE! IT IS NOT LIKE THAT!
Marie: Uh huh, sure, says the one who fucked my cousin.
Agent 3: And we were both consenting parties in that act, Eight is asleep right now, and I am not about to do anything to change that.
Marie: Alright Ms. Respectable :P
Agent 3: I hate you
Marie: No you don't
Agent 3: …
Agent 3: No I don't. Goodnight Marie.
Marie: Night Three.
Alright, that's dealt with.
She made her way onto the roof and snagged the chairs she had left there when she carried Eight down. She carefully made her way down the stairs with them to her floor, trying to not make too much noise as it was incredibly late at night now and she didn't want to get in trouble with her neighbors. Finally she found herself on her floor, she fished her key out of her pocket and unlocks it, all without setting either of the chairs down.
Three pushed her way back into her apartment, returning the chairs she'd stolen to their rightful place at her dinner table. She then switched off the main light and grabbed a blanket as she made her way to the couch. She sighed slightly as she laid down, part of her wished she could lay with Eight in her own bed, but she didn't know if Eight would like that. So she lays down on the couch, covers herself, sets her phone on the coffee table, and slowly drifts to sleep.
