"absolutely, but you seem as if you have a mission. although, any time you want a break i'll be happy to take you someplace. here again, or somewhere else."
the neon district was his home, yes, but he felt it was time to move. the dim slums were no longer safe, and the sewers rattle with the sounds of chase going on above. when his parents showed him around their new district, he looked in wonder at the healthy streets.
when he was dragged, rubble scraping his skin off and leaving a bloody trail, he thought of this. these glowing colors.
speaking of them, they flickered on as the sun sank. many different soft colors filled the already painted sky, and nik squeezed tessa's hand gently in reassurance.
Tessa smiled at him before turning her attention to the lights. For someone who lived in darkness, she loved colors and lights and life. She loved simple beauties like architecture and stars and glowing lanterns and strings of colorful lights. She loved looking at the sunsets and sunrises.
She slightly leaned against Nik as she looked up at the sky.
he let her, humming happily as they watched the lightshow.
"Thank you for today," she whispered, not taking her eyes off the lights. "I really needed it."
"never a problem, love. i think we both did."
(timeskip?)
(i dunno maybe back at her place and things either get saucy or they just cuddle and talk how does that sound)
(That works for me, and I'm fine with either direction. You want me to start?)
Still holding hands, they headed back to her place. The sky was dark and sparkling with a blanket of stars above them.
As the scenery turned back into the familiar crappy and tainted streets, Tessa tried to hold the memory of the place Nik had taken her to. Though a simple date, she had loved it.
after a while, nik spoke up.
"you know, i'll take you back sometime. we can properly explore. or i can just give you the subway directions, either one works for me."
She looked over at him. "I think I'd prefer exploring with you. Knowing me, I'd find some way to royally screw up something on my own. Plus, it's nice–being with you." She quickly looked away after she blurted that last part out. She hadn't meant to say that out loud.
nik brightened, responding in kind.
"it's nice being with you as well. i'd think it a bit awkward if it wasn't, considering we professed our undying love for each other last night."
he hoped she didn't take the joke awkwardly.
She snorted. "Still disappointed we 'processed our undying love' in the more civilized manner as opposed to breaking out into song and dance, dragging poor randoms into it for added effect. No confetti or fireworks. No shouting it off the rooftops." She smiled with amusement as she spoke. "Such a shame, really. We're just two average, boring people who did it the simpler, quieter version." She hoped he caught her sarcasm.
"ah yes, a shame we weren't born as broadway musical characters. green 1000 watt lights never suited me anyway." he spoke almost seriously, but his face gave him away. eyebrows raised, mirth obvious in his expression
She couldn't help but laugh. They reached her place, and she stopped just before it. "You staying again or no?" She turned to look at him fully, silently wishing he'd say he's staying the night again.
"i'd like to." he answered, choosing not to elaborate why. he figured she knew. "if you don't mind."
"I don't," she said perhaps a bit too quickly. "Mind, that is. In case you thought…" She stopped right there, ready to bash her head against a wall. She sighed and opened the door. "Ignore me."
"i don't think that'd be polite of me, considering i'm in your house." he teased.
She laughed and headed inside. "Well, i gave you permission…"
"you did, but i'm a gentleman." he took his hat off, taking his hat off for a huge sweeping bow before stepping inside and closing the door.
"what now? want to put on a movie or something of the like?"
She laughed at his bow, then shrugged and hugged her arms around herself. "If you want. I didn't exactly have any plans tonight or anything." She looked down at herself and blew some flyaway strands of hair from her face. "I'm gonna change real quick, though. You probably know by now that I like to be comfy as much as I like being stylish."
"i mean, same." he quieted to let her go change, and ran through a few option on what to do in his head.
She went upstairs and threw on her to-go comfy outfit– an oversized shirt that may or may not be from the men's section, pajama shorts, and, without thinking, no bra. Once changed, she came back downstairs.
"hey, welcome back. i'm drawing a blank on what to do, got any ideas?" he had situated himself on the couch, and opened an arm to her.
