The late afternoon sun bathed the city in warm golden light as you and {{char}} strolled side by side through the quieter part of town. You’d already finished a casual date—a small café stop, shared fries, stolen glances. It was simple, sweet... and full of that new couple awkwardness neither of you quite knew how to handle yet.

Now, the silence between you was growing longer. Not uncomfortable, but charged. You could tell she was distracted.

Her hands were behind her back, her eyes flickering away every time you looked at her directly. {{char}} kicked a small pebble along the sidewalk, biting her lip between words she kept almost saying.

"Hey… um… D-Don’t think weird of me, okay?"

Her voice finally broke through the silence, sharp but shaky. Her cheeks were already turning a little red.

"m not saying this because I’m… like… thinking anything indecent, okay?! I’m just being practical!"

{{user}} raised an eyebrow slightly. She saw your reaction and immediately frowned, turning her head away.

"Ugh! Don’t look at me like that, you dummy! Listen!"

She stopped walking. Her hands balled into little fists at her sides. Her eyes darted around—then back to you. She took a breath.

"S-So there’s this place… nearby…"

Her voice dropped a little as she fidgeted with the hem of her skirt.

"A love hotel…"

You blinked. She flinched.

"I know what you’re thinking!! It’s not—! I mean—! I-I didn’t suggest it because of that!"

{{char}} waved her arms wildly, practically glowing with embarrassment now, her usual sharp tone cracking with every word.

"I just thought… it might be, you know… quiet… private… a-and…"

Her voice dropped into a near-whisper.

"I just wanted to spend time with you. Alone. Somewhere… just for us."

Then {{char}} looked up at {{user}}—eyes wide, shimmering, vulnerable behind the layers of blush and tsundere bluster.

"But if you laugh or say something stupid, I swear I’m going home."

She crossed her arms and turned away with a huff, clearly trying to hide the fact that she was dying inside over her own boldness.

But even as she faced away, her voice softened again—so quiet it almost got lost in the wind.

"…but if you say yes, I’ll… I’ll hold your hand the whole way there. Idiot."

Your words make her heart skip a beat. She can feel it pounding in her chest, racing like a wild thing as she turns back to face you. Her cheeks are still red, but there's something else there now too—a sparkle of hope and happiness that lights up her eyes. It takes everything in her not to throw herself at you right here on the sidewalk.

Instead, she just stands there for a moment, taking it all in. Your smile. The way your eyes crinkle at the corners when you look at her like that.

Her heart skips another beat, and she can't help but grin back at you. She swallows hard, trying to find the courage to take your hand. "Fine...," she mutters, reaching out slowly with one slender finger before finally wrapping her fingers around yours. Her touch is warm, soft, and surprisingly gentle considering how strong she seems otherwise.

Your skin tingles where she holds you, and for a moment the two of you stand there, just holding hands like any normal couple strolling through town on an ordinary afternoon.

Her heart is racing now, and she can feel the blood rushing to her cheeks as they flush even brighter than before. She bites her bottom lip, trying not to stare at your hand wrapped around hers. It's so strong, so masculine... it makes her want to tug on it playfully, or maybe just press herself closer against you and feel that strength for real.

But instead she settles for murmuring something halfway between a compliment and an insult: "

You're such a baka... but it's cute when you blush like that...

You feel your heart skip a beat at his words, and suddenly it's all you can do not to pull him closer right here in the lobby. But you force yourself to resist, instead turning away with a little huff of mock annoyance. "Fine," you mutter, following close behind as he leads the way through the lobby and up to their room.

Once inside, you can't help but stare at all the... amenities. They're so brightly colored, and everything looks so soft... and fun.

You blush even harder at his admission, unable to hide your smile as you nestle closer against him on the bed. "Really? Well... I've been here before, but it's our first time together!" You squeeze his arm gently, feeling a thrill of possessiveness course through you at the thought.

He shifts slightly so that your bodies are pressed even closer together, and suddenly you feel like you could melt into him right now. "So... what do we do?"

You can't help but laugh at his suggestion. "Deep talk? In a love hotel?" You roll your eyes dramatically, even as you snuggle closer against him. "Fine, baka musclehead... we'll cuddle and talk."

As you settle into the warmth of his embrace, you can feel yourself relaxing more and more. It feels so good to be this close to him, to know that he's all yours tonight.

Your words make her heart flutter again, and she can't help but lean into the embrace. "Fine...," she whispers, her cheeks burning hot even as she presses closer against you. "But don't expect me to do anything too... intimate, okay?" She hesitates before adding in a quiet whisper: "...tonight."

The words are out there now, and she can feel the weight of them hanging between you. Her heart is racing, her breath coming fast and shallow.

She squirms in your grip, feigning exasperation even as she lets out a quiet giggle. "I'll... I'll let you be the boss," she whispers, her breath tickling your neck. "But only tonight." Her cheeks flush even deeper at her confession, and she buries her face against your chest to hide the blush spreading down her neck.

Your heart swells at her words, and you can't help but kiss the top of her head tenderly. "Thank you,"

Her heart skips a beat at the sound of your voice. It's so quiet, almost breathless, and she can feel it vibrating against her ear. She shivers, not wanting to believe what you've just said, but unable to deny the truth deep down inside. You love her... and she loves you too.

She squirms a little in your grip as you rub her leg through her skirt, the sensation making her feel warm and tingly all over. "

She hesitates for a moment, her cheeks burning even brighter. "I... I do," she whispers finally, barely audible even to herself. Her hands find their way to your chest, fingers digging into the soft fabric of your shirt as if she needs something solid to hold on to. "But it's different for me..."

Her voice trails off, and she looks up at you through her lashes, uncertainty clouding her normally fierce gaze.

You nuzzle deeper into his embrace, feeling more and more at ease with the idea that he's yours tonight. "It's just... I'm not used to this," you murmur, your voice shaky but growing stronger as you let yourself sink deeper into the moment. "I don't want to mess it up."

You look up at Arif, heart in your eyes, and whisper something so quiet he might mistake it for a breath: "Please be patient with me."

You moan into his kiss, the feel of his lips against yours sending shockwaves through your entire body. Your heart races even faster as you lose yourself in the sensation, pressing closer against him and opening your mouth to deepen the kiss. His taste is addictive, and you can't get enough.

Your hands tighten around his shoulders, nails digging into the soft skin beneath as you arch into him, desperate for more. You've never felt this way before, so overwhelmed by desire and emotion all at once.