Careful. That kind of compliment might go straight to my head.
[ Reeve ducks his head slightly as a sheepish laugh escapes him. The candlelight flickers off his cheekbones, catching the faint color rising to his ears. He doesn’t meet Reira’s eyes at first because he’s trying to keep whatever feeling she’s stirred in him from showing too much. ]
I like chocolate too. Rocky road probably, to be specific. It’s hard to find unless you go to a specialty shop, but there’s one in Shinra Tower that’s popular with staff.
[ The evening meanders forward, their conversations easy. When the last of the dessert is gone, Reeve finds that the date has only deepened his comfort with her. Without any awkward lulls, he’s happy to keep going.
Midgar feels different with Reira beside him, like it’s more alive. After a quick drive to Sector 6, the scent of street food hits the air and blinking signs come into view. Reeve’s pace slows as they approach what looks to be a game center. Rows and rows of crane games, each one brimming with plush prizes, beckon to them. His hand drifts toward Reira’s, brushing it lightly but not taking it as he gestures with a nod toward the games. ]
Go on, pick one. I’ve got a good feeling about my luck tonight.
[ His grin is somehow both modest and confident at the same time. ]
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[ Reeve ducks his head slightly as a sheepish laugh escapes him. The candlelight flickers off his cheekbones, catching the faint color rising to his ears. He doesn’t meet Reira’s eyes at first because he’s trying to keep whatever feeling she’s stirred in him from showing too much. ]
I like chocolate too. Rocky road probably, to be specific. It’s hard to find unless you go to a specialty shop, but there’s one in Shinra Tower that’s popular with staff.
[ The evening meanders forward, their conversations easy. When the last of the dessert is gone, Reeve finds that the date has only deepened his comfort with her. Without any awkward lulls, he’s happy to keep going.
Midgar feels different with Reira beside him, like it’s more alive. After a quick drive to Sector 6, the scent of street food hits the air and blinking signs come into view. Reeve’s pace slows as they approach what looks to be a game center. Rows and rows of crane games, each one brimming with plush prizes, beckon to them. His hand drifts toward Reira’s, brushing it lightly but not taking it as he gestures with a nod toward the games. ]
Go on, pick one. I’ve got a good feeling about my luck tonight.
[ His grin is somehow both modest and confident at the same time. ]