A/N: Hi everyone! Sorry it took me a bit longer to update than usual. With full-time work and studying it might take me a bit longer between updates but I'll do my best to keep updating as frequently as possible. I'm writing this story as I go so that might contribute too.

Anyway, onwards! Enjoy!

Honey POV

I shut my front door behind me and immediately bounced into my bedroom, throwing myself onto my bed and wiggling around ecstatically. I grabbed for Usa-chan and beamed up at him. "Usa-chan! Guess what? Emi-chan and I, we're seeing each other now!"

I almost couldn't believe the way the night had progressed. I had been hoping to show Emi-chan I liked her in some way but I hadn't ever imagined we'd get that far along! I just hoped that she wasn't regretting it now… I shook my head stubbornly, refusing to let doubts wash away my happiness. From what I remembered, she had been having just as much fun as me, and had initiated things just as much as well. And she had said it had been the best night ever! That had to be a good sign!

I felt heat pool in my stomach as I remembered how bold she'd been. Not just during her performance, but throughout the night as well. The way she'd danced…. I groaned, rolling around my bed some more as if I could make the butterflies in my stomach dizzy enough to settle down.

I heard my phone vibrate and stopped to check it, shooting up to a seated position when I saw that I had a snapchat from Emi-chan. We hadn't ever snapchatted before!

I hastily swiped my thumb across the screen to open it and nearly had an aneurysm. Emi-chan had sent a selfie with the message 'I had a lot of fun tonight' and a kissy face emoji. But the selfie…Maybe it was a bit silly to get this worked up by a selfie considering I'd just gotten home from seeing her but…she was so fucking sexy! She seemed to be laying down on her bed, long silky hair splayed out around her as she smiled up into the camera. She still wasn't wearing her blazer, which meant I was struggling not to focus too much on the red lace bralette and the skin it was revealing. Yes, I'd seen her like this all evening, and even touched her (!) but there was something about seeing her laying down on a bed that made it way too easy to imagine that she was laying below me in a much more intimate situation.

I gulped, trying to push down the flames I felt licking through my veins. I wanted to run my hands through her hair as I had earlier. I wanted to kiss my way down the arch of her neck. I wanted…way more than was currently possible or appropriate.

So instead I hurried to answer her message. After several tries and several aborted messages, I responded with my own bed selfie and the message 'I bet I had more fun, gorgeous x' before I could overthink it.

I buried my face in Usa-chan's cuddly fur and squealed. This was so nerve-wracking and thrilling at the same time! I'd only ever been in proper courtships before so I hadn't really had much need (or desire really) for this kind of flirting. I was pretty sure the women I'd courted before would have found my response too eager or not 'manly' enough but Emi-chan was different so I hoped it would be okay.

I glanced at Usa-chan for reassurance and nodded in agreement. "You're right Usa-chan, the other women would have hated my outfit but Emi-chan said I looked good so… that must be good!"

With that, I decided to get ready for bed. It was late and I needed a distraction so that I wouldn't just keep checking my phone for her answer.

She might just be the death of me!...Oh well! I can't think of a better way to go!

Emi POV

I nearly threw my phone in excitement, a loud squeal slipping past my lips and making me clutch at my mouth as I jumped around the room and flung my arms around me in an absolutely deranged interpretive dance that was right up there with Nijinsky's Rite of Spring.

I had just gotten a snapchat response from Honey after three whole agonizing minutes of cursing myself for having sent a snapchat in the first place. I had worried that maybe it was too much, too slutty (even though I was wearing the same thing I'd been wearing all night), or too eager. But Honey didn't seem to think so. He'd responded! He said he'd had fun tonight too! And he'd called me gorgeous! And he put an 'x', a kiss! And holy shit, his selfie!

All night I hadn't been able to get over his fucking sexy angel looks and I still couldn't honestly. I mean he looked like some sort of bad boy popstar with that fucking mesh shirt. And the eyeliner! God, I was such a sucker for pretty boys. And now here he was in his selfie, all beautiful and hot and laid out on his bed and I wanted to be in that bed with him.

After a moment of thought, hesitating on what sort of compliment would be the most affirming for him, I replied in the chat with a starry-eyed emoji, a wide-eyed blushing emoji, and the word 'impossible'.

I found myself pacing, way too excited to go to sleep just yet, and checked the time. It was very late. Which meant it was around early afternoon for Avery. Which meant I absolutely had to call her to fill her in.

I excitedly found her contact, pressed the call button and waited for her to answer, practically skipping around my apartment.

Finally, she picked up. "Hey babe! What's up?"

"Avery! Oh my god! Wait, wait. First, how are you?"

"I'm good! Very good actually since Takashi has apparently been out drinking with you all, and that has made him veeery flirty. So thank you to the group for your contributions," she laughed.

"Haha, yeah I didn't plan for them all to come to my performance but I'm glad they did. Especially if it means more flirting time for you," I teased. "It sounds like things are going well with you two then?"

"Yeah! We're just keeping it light and flirty for now, you know. But I like that."

I hummed, "Well good! You deserve to have light and fun times!"

"Right?!" she exclaimed, then immediately switched gears. " So. The Host Club came to your sexy music performance and now you're calling me all excited… I assume that means there's news? Come on girl, spill!"

And so I delved into the events of the night, starting with the moment I realized all the Hosts had arrived and ending with the selfie I had just received, which she insisted I describe in as much detail as possible.

"Holy shit! Holy shit! I'm fucking SCREAMING! Emiiiiiii! This is what we were hoping for! This is amazing! I'm so happy for you!" Avery squealed through the phone with an enthusiasm that only she could pull off so well.

"I know, I know! It's crazy. I honestly can't believe this has happened!" I gushed, then sobered a bit, chewing on my lip as I thought. "Do you-… Is it weird? Like, that we went from friends to seeing each other monogamously right away?"

There was a thoughtful silence before she answered, "I don't think so… I mean if neither of you want to see other people then why shouldn't you be monogamous?"

"I don't know, I just feel like we've skipped the whole stage where you go on several dates before being bold enough to like, stake your claim."

"I mean, I get what you're saying 'cause that is how it usually works, especially in the dating apps world but… It just sounds like you both know what you want (which is sexy AF by the way). AND it's not like you're fucking going straight to marriage! If that were the case I'd have more concerns haha but I think this is fine!" she said. Then she gasped and asked mockingly, "Oh my god this isn't a shotgun dating situation is it?! Whatever will people say!?"

I rolled my eyes in amused exacerbation. "Ha-Ha. Fuck off with your shotgun dating," I laughed, "that doesn't even make sense! First of all there's no way I'm pregnant unless I'm the new Mary. Second of all, I'm pretty sure dating wouldn't stop any baby from being a bastard in the eyes of The Church. And third, I'm not religious and you know it!"

Avery seemed to be cracking up on the other end of the line, cackling at alarming volumes that probably had her neighbours questioning her sanity if she was home.

Once she had settled down I continued. "But the rest of what you said makes sense. You are right as usual and I bow down to your superior intellect."

"Better fucking believe it babe!"

After chatting for a few more minutes, and non-stop yawning on my end, we bid each other goodbye with the promise to catch up again soon. I made a note to tease her about Takashi more often.

I padded around my apartment, taking off my makeup and getting into my pyjamas, and finally slid into my very comfortable bed. I sighed, luxuriating in the soft sheets and my soft pyjamas after having been in lace and leather all evening. Just as I was about to reach out to switch off the lamp on my bedside table, my phone vibrated and I saw that I had an incoming text from Honey.

'Sweet dreams x'

Grinning like a total fool, I quickly messaged him back.

'Goodnight xo'

Emi POV

Early the next morning I awoke with a creeping sense of dread and faint recollections of shadowy hands grasping at me to pull me down, down, down. I groaned, shoving my head into my pillow as if I could just ostrich my way out of the nightmares I'd been having on and off since the whole… park attack. Sadly, I knew this wasn't something that could be helped by burying my head under the sand, or my pillow. I'd given in last week and decided to schedule a virtual appointment with a psychologist, and while a single appointment obviously wouldn't solve all my problems it was getting easier to cope with the nightmares when they came up.

I slouched out of my bed and into the shower to wash away the cold sweat, feeling a bit annoyed at my brain. I just had an amazing night and THAT's what I dream about?! Why couldn't I have a nice dream? Or even no dream? Then at least I could wake up and enjoy the lingering mood of excitement…

Once clean and warm, the echo of oily fingers on my skin having been dissolved, I huffed my way onto my sofa and slumped back moodily. Then almost immediately sat back up and heaved myself off the sofa. I knew I couldn't just stay on the sofa like this, otherwise I'd just be in a shitty mood all day. I went to my piano and spent some time just playing various classical pieces from memory until my mood had lightened some. There was just something about allowing my brain and body to be entirely consumed by the music that rarely failed to make me feel better.

Just as I had sighed and hesitantly resolved to start on some homework I heard my phone vibrate. Eager for any distraction, I quickly picked it up and glanced at the screen. I felt my heart flutter and my breath shorten when I saw that I had a message from my favourite blonde.

Oh god it's him!

A sudden feeling of unease swept over me and a sickly lump formed in my throat. Last night hadn't felt quite real and now that I was thinking about things in the light of day I couldn't help but worry that maybe he had changed his mind. Oh my god… what if he regrets last night? What if he woke up and realized he just got caught up in the mood of the evening and now he's texting to let me down easy?

Swallowing down my building anxiety, I opened my phone, holding my breath as I opened the chat.

[Honey: Morning Emi-chan! xx

A goofy grin took over my face, my muscles tingling and my bones turning to jelly. I was getting goodnight and good morning texts?! With kisses? My nerves were officially eased. For now. I felt a prickle of annoyance at my apparent mood swings but easily pushed it aside in favour of giddy excitement.

And so began a stream of back and forth messages that continued on throughout the day and the next.