She supposed she was hard to understand. Probably when it got personal was when her nerves started to act up. Maybe some of her anxiety was taken by now knowing what he wanted from her, though anything other than a normal conversation might trigger her nerves again and make her want to hide.
The city was probably rightfully a surprise. Truthfully, she hadn't thought about the possible crowds. All she thought about was that was a thing that couples did so why not do it? She wanted him to experience a good time and those trips always looked fun in mangas. The realization would probably hit her later. So her answer was more perplexed, innocent almost. "Why not? It's what people do, isn't it?" she replied, looking up at him before shrugging, "I mean, we could, but that might be short notice. We could go tomorrow." She still had no desire to quickly leave her apartment, she doubted she ever would. "Or would you want to do something else?" she inquired unsure.
He began to wonder what her breaking point was, was she really such a nervous person about only certain things? Her saying this so easily again puzzled him, but it wasn't bad that she could talk that way. He still felt she should have known somehow, but he'd probably have to drop it and just accept that he could make it up to her somehow."It seems like you really "Oh? You actually want to go to the city?"This was a little surprising, given how she was with crowds. He suppose she had grown in the way that she was with him so maybe the crowds mattered a little less. "You mean today?"He asked again, he was sure they could and all, still he wondered what her expectations of the day would be. He knew she had already called him out for not being close or holding her hand, but he couldn't help but wonder if that extended further, was he supposed to know if she wanted to kiss too? Wasn't that even more of an embarrassing thing, so she'd be more nervous about it..well he decided that anyway, he was rather clueless.
It seemed the most natural thing to worry about him in the morning than herself. After all, she woke up looking at him and not herself. His smile made her smile, though his words made her furrow her brow slightly. "You like getting stuck in your head," she mused softly, brushing some hair out of his face.
His thoughts and words made her tilt her head. How was she supposed to explain what he meant to her? She was still bad with words and this was just a complicated topic. "You are that good to me," she finally replied, looking up at him, "You shouldn't feel dumb. You didn't know and I didn't exactly animate you to figure it out, did I?" She saw no fault with him, probably more in herself.
Their vacation was still long. What could they do? Maybe a trip? It's what people in mangas did so why not them? It could be romantic, right? "What about if we take a day trip? We could go to the big city and stuff like that," she suggested, unsure of how he would like the idea, if he would like it at all.
It seemed like she was already paying more attention to him than herself so early in the morning. "Just..stuck in my own head again like usual."He smiled slightly at her. Of course things weren't bad at all like this, maybe things would be much easier, now not having to feel like these weird rules would keep them apart, they'd just be able to express whatever they wanted to now right? "I guess it's just..that..am I really so good? You seem so relaxed and happier than before or..not that there's anything wrong with that, I'm glad I just..feel dumb because I could have made it that way..well..before now."He wasn't making too much sense like usual when he tried to explain anything like this, but he hoped the gist of it came across anyway. He regretted not realizing something sooner, even if she did try to hide it.
He had no right idea what they'd do with all their time.
It was probably hard to measure them according to normal standards of dating. They had known each other for years, knew all their little quirks and whatnot. They were not strangers getting to know each other, but more friends that had to learn to know each other in a different light, possibly something even more difficult than the former.
When he stopped moving underneath her, her grip did loosen slightly, but not by much. She slept for a moment longer before slowly waking up, her eyes fluttering open as she looked up at him. Covering her mouth, she gave a gentle yawn. "Good morning," she whispered softly, not yet moving her head from his chest, "What's with the thoughtful look so early in the morning?" Well, she had no idea, if it was early, but it felt like it.
They still had so many days left of vacation. What would they do? Sure, she was fine with doing this every day, but she had her doubts that he did. "Anything you want to do during vacation?" she inquired softly. She would surely do it to make him happy.
In a lot of ways, this wasn't something people did after a first date, all snuggled up like this, but it seemed that this was probably the most comfortable he'd ever felt. He continued to try and see more and more how he had missed maybe some obvious signs, or why his brain didn't let him think of her in that way. It just made sense now that he was here, being gripping on to, feeling wanted. He did stop all of his movement though, he'd relax here for a bit, after all it was the same as that other morning, he never had seen her looking so content. The way she looked made him feel good, but also sort of like he wished he could have done more, was this really all she had wanted of him, and he couldn't even notice. It was hard to think on regrets or retroactive things, but still, some of it seemed worth it for her to be so easily clinging on to him, refusing to wake up.
It wasn't quite as easy for her to fall asleep as it was for him. Not that she wasn't enjoying this or was afraid he might put a move on her. She supposed it was still a foreign feeling and him just holding her made her heart beat like crazy. Still, she was happy and after some time and together with the lull from the movie she did finally fall asleep.
His presence was definitely reassuring and she had no problem sleeping throughout the night. Much like before her arms snaked around him, like she wanted to make sure that he wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon. Or perhaps it was a small fear inside her that he would end up leaving her for one reason or another.
She didn't realize he had woken up in the morning until he began to touch her hair and kiss her forehead. Not that she woke up from that completely, but instead stirred slightly, her head angling towards the hand that had touched her previously. Another reaction was that her arms tightened more around him, as if to subconsciously say that she didn't want him to move and wanted to keep him there.
Sure, it seemed after a few moments she eased into things, which made him able to relax a bit more. That was all he really needed to fall asleep, after all, it was getting later and anyway they had done this about a week ago. It was a comfortable thing to sleep like that. It felt close, it felt warm, it was clear that it was a thing couples would do, so he thought it would make her happy, he hope it did.
He'd definitely sleep through the night peacefully enough, all snuggled against someone, her presence in this way a sort of new, but still comfortable and familiar feeling.
When he woke up, he didn't really move at all, happy to see her having settled in as well, the question being if he should stay where he was or try to move and disturb her. He didn't really want to move too badly, but looking down at her he found himself smiling slightly, why couldn't he have seen something between them before? Seeing someone so..content, would that have happened with everyone, or was it just that he knew how she normally looked, so he longed for her to be content. His hand slowly moved to brush some hair out of her face before he leaned in and kissed her forehead.
It had definitely been comfortable. After all, using him as a pillow with the blanket over them, it was comfy. It made her feel warm and happy. At least that was what she had felt when she had been asleep. It was why she had cuddled closer to him and kept her arm around him.
Seeing him look back at her sleepily, she wasn't sure what to do. She was still very much debating what to do. The yawn, while strange, also seemed to be a bit of an ice breaker and she had to chuckle softly. "Sleepy head," she mused softly as she watched his eyes close.
His arm sliding up around her, she wasn't sure what to do. Her hand on his chest was still shifting to decide what to do. Still, seeing him look relaxed and more or less passive about it made her calm down a bit. Slowly, she moved her hand back beside him as she lowered herself back down to his chest like she had been before she had fallen asleep. Her hand moved to find his hand that wasn't around her. Touching his hand made her happy and smile softly. It had a good feeling to it.
Of course neither of them hated the movies, it wouldn't make much sense. By the time they had moved positions he had time to start to fall asleep as well, the position was rather comfortable he found, having someone laying on him like that made him feel warm inside and on the outside. Once she had started to shift around a little and look at him, his eyes slowly opened up again to see her. He noticed her face was red, but it also seemed that she was disgruntled. He opened his mouth to say something, but found himself yawning instead. He supposed he was supposed to do something more comforting, so his eyes closed once again and his arm moved up higher on her side, more like he was holding her now. He could only hope she was okay with it.
That was a fair question. They watched those movies out of tradition, but did they like them? "Well, we do watch movies that fall under the category of they are so bad they are good. As for like... I suppose it's mostly tradition," she replied with a shrug, though she had never really hated watching them.
She was definitely thrilled by this. She was happy to just be close to him and have a moment like this. How many years had she fantasized about doing this and now she finally could. If she died right now, she would no doubt die happily.
Still, she slowly grew tired and her eyes began to droop shut. Unknowingly, she shifted more against him until she nodded off. In the beginning she didn't notice when he shifted them to laying down as she slept fairly soundly, but at some point she woke up again. Confused she blinked a few times at the strange viewing angle before shifting her gaze to look at him. Seeing him and her clearly laying on his chest made her flush bright red and she was damn near to jumping up as a hand moved to his chest to use it to push off in such a case. Though for now she just stared at him in slight confusion and embarrassment.
"Do we even really like the bad ones? It's just tradition to find them ridiculous."He chuckled a little bit as well, but it seemed like, she wanted to just keep talking, somehow and enjoy each other's presence at the same time. He knew she was probably thrilled which made him feel good as well, he also knew she'd be worried about what he'd done before or how she'd get across what she felt. For the most part he knew, but it seemed he was too afraid to do really go for anything because he didn't want to ruin this, nor did he have an approximation of how shy she would be romantically.
For now they were fine, just enjoying some slight snuggling, eating snacks, watching movies, though it seemed they were getting more and more sleepy, he stayed where he was but her weight was clearly beginning to shift more against him. At some point he slowly shifted them to laying, he didn't know if she'd notice or wake up, but she was laid on his chest now for the most part.
She chuckled softly. "Oh, you think we will? Won't we just say we hate them, simply because they aren't our beloved bad movies," she pointed out, maybe to be a little challenging even, but not really. It was just movies after all.
For some reason, resting her head on his shoulder was an easy thing to do. After all, it was comfy and pretty harmless, right? Or at least she thought so. It was nice to finally do this. There were so many uncountable times where she had wanted to do this in the past, but hadn't been able to because she was too scared or he was together with Ai. Now she could do it as much as she pleased.
Feeling his head tilt to rest on hers, she smiled softly. That felt good and it was such a a simple thing. Then she felt his hand on hers and the smile only grew slightly. It was good and her hand moved ever so slightly as a reaction to show she was happy. Her other hand moved to grab some popcorn to eat it. It was good like this, at least in her opinion.
Once he sat next to her he had to agree about the movies. He shook his head a little bit, "We can watch good one's too y'know..much as we might actually end up interested in them."He smiled over at her and let out a small breath. Well they had kissed, and it was cause she said something, he knew it was hard for her to say anything in the first place, but he also didn't want to push for things and screw anything. He was surprised she got close enough to lay her head down though, he smiled to himself about it, setting a popcorn bowl in between the two of them and tilting his head a bit on her's as well.
At the very least, he was always going back in his mind about how much less tense things seemed now, he felt dumb for not realizing so long. He did slide his hand down over her's as well, why was he feeling like his face was a little hot now? Wasn't he the braver one?
She supposed talking should be considered easy enough, but for someone like her speaking up wasn't exactly something that she was good at or any sort of communication. Heck, her telling him what she wanted usually ended in her saying a rather confusing sentence that made no sense.
Hearing him agree to the movie, she smiled and nodded at the suggestion of choosing the movie. She searched through the collection to find something that they hadn't seen. It ended up being a movie that was fairly well liked. By the time she had started the movie he was back with the other things and she settled on her little blanket fort. Looking to him, she did wonder if she was supposed to do something. Ultimately, she leaned her head on his shoulder for now. "We don't have any bad movies left. We might need to rewatch them," she mused softly, not that watching a bad movie is was a requirement when they ultimately ended up talking over it anyway. It could be any movie really.
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