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Once upon a time I was falling in love...

Who: Sonny, Voile
When: May 18 - Early Afternoon
What: She's showing him the contest hall. And treating him to lunch.
Where: FDC
Warnings: Hardly.

"When was the last time we spent a day together like this?"

She'd asked it to herself as her slow steps took her to Sonny's new room. It was a shame that he wouldn't be rooming with Vinnie any longer, but she had a feeling the Venusaur would be quite pleased to have such a delightful welcoming. Nothing like coming home to family, after all. And not too long ago, she wouldn't have known too much about what that was like.

She had an idea of it in the present, however, and the mere thought made her smile.

Voile stopped outside of his door, looking ready for the summer. After a few cycles of lacing her hands together and unlacing them, she finally sucked up all of her courage and knocked.

And hopefully he hadn't forgotten.

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"I know," she replied, seemingly quite content just to hold onto him. As if with it, all of her feeling that she'd held inside was able to be released through the very simple motion.

And speaking of her hair...

"Sonny, do you think you prefer long hair or short hair? On a girl, I mean." If only because of how she was styling it after the host club gathering.

"I've never really thought much about it, I guess." he replied after a moment. "Why do you ask? Were you thinking of cutting your hair?"

He tried to imagine her with short hair and it was kind of hard to do!

"No, no," she laughed a little.

Withdrawing from him, she gave him a gentle pat, as if to say she wasn't going far. And she shifted her hair a bit so he could see how long hers had grown. "I've not cut it once since I've been at the academy. I didn't notice until recently how long it'd gotten. I think I'll be wearing it like this from now on."

Then she gauged his reaction, "Do you think that'd be okay, or do I look silly?" Because she trusted him to tell her the truth - not just that she was pretty.

He shook his head fervently.

"I don't think it looks silly at all, Voile. I think it's very nice hair, so, the more of it there is, the better. Hopefully it doesn't get so long that it's hard to take care of, though! My hair always seems to stay pretty short."

He ruffled his already chronically messy hair.

She chortled as she watched him. Then as if she couldn't resist it, she leaned over, used him as support, and lifted a hand in favour of ruffling his hair with clear cut affection.

"I bet your hair's real easy to manage. When I get out of the shower, it takes me... at least a good twenty or thirty minutes to brush my hair. And it's so long now that if I leave it loose it can get tangled up easily, so I started braiding the back, but that takes time, too."

Laughing a little, she laced her hands together, "Maybe I'll hire someone to do it for me. Whenever I get famous or something."

"You don't have to spend money or wait untill you get famous! I'd do it for free! Any time you wanted me to do it." Sonny replied with a grin, leaning over so she could get better access to his hair. He washed it every day, of course. But he'd never thought to brush it.

She blinked in blatant surprise at his offer. "...You... would want to?" Voile asked. "I think your sleep schedule is more important than helping me with my hair, honestly. You have no idea how early I get up anyway."

"I wouldn't mind. I can always nap later." Sonny replied with a small shrug. "And then I could get breakfast early too, which is always nice."

"You mean we could get breakfast together."

An idly passing thought because naturally she always got breakfast in the morning, even if it was something small, but that was probably something Sonny was accustomed to. One of the few things that hadn't changed while he was away.

"That... would be nice. I'd hate to be a bother, though. It's fine for me to waste time on my hair. It's mine and all. Boys should be doing boy things. Not playing with hair."

"Boy things? I thought making the people you love happy WAS a boy thing to do?" he replied, entirely earnestly and completely unaware of how cheesy this may have sounded coming from someone else. "And it would be nice to share breakfast, too! I like pancakes."

There it was again. 'People you love.' Because he loved her. And she loved him. And that was okay, because they could both admit it.

"I think that's more a girl thing to do. Maybe. But then, this is you we're talking about, Sonny. Not feminine, but much more in touch with your emotions. It's part of what's always kept me enamoured with you." A short little nod was given, "I like that about you."

"Hmm...?"

Really, he didn't know how to NOT be in touch with his emotions. He knew how to bottle them up somewhat, when he felt he needed to. But it was always a very conscious thing. And he'd never really felt he had to do so with her.

"I'm glad you do! Well, I guess if it's more of a girl thing, that's OK. I want to do it anyway, so, it's just going to have to be a 'This Boy' thing instead of an 'Every Boy' thing. I think that's OK!"

"A 'This Boy' thing. That's a very cute way of saying it."

She nodded with what seemed to be her acceptance. "I suppose if you really want to help me out, I shouldn't turn you down. It's just another excuse for me to see you, after all, and honestly, I could use a few of those at least." Not that she imagined he'd understand why she was looking for excuses instead of just saying she wanted to be near him.

So maybe she was a little embarrassed to admit that.

"We can think of plenty of reasons to see each other!" he assured her with a wide grin. If she was looking for 'excuses' as she put it, he could think up a billion and one.

"We can trade books. And read books together. Because I know you like books. And we still need to see the contest hall, because we aren't doing that today. And then there's always things liiiike... Oh! I can show you how to bake cookies! And you can show me how you make poffins. And we can always make plans to go and water things in the greenhouse. So, don't worry, OK? Because any time you want to see me, there can be a reason."

Wow. It was sort of amazing how he could speak so easily and just make her blush. She paused momentarily and for more than one moment, she found herself rendered silent. Then she lifted her hands and hid her face behind them.

"Ah... You're embarrassing me, Sonny... Do you really have to say things like that?"

But she honestly really loved everything he said, because it was true.

"I don't really have to. But I thought you would of liked to hear me say those sorts of things." he replied, a little unsure if he'd actually managed to upset her somehow. Her face WAS covered, after all, so, he couldn't see if she was smiling or not.

"W-well, I do!"

Then she peeked over her fingertips at him, "I mean! Uhm. I just want you to-" What followed next was... a lot of laughing. Embarrassed laughter, but laughter all the same, which was better than her looking so solemn. "Oh, you caught me."

Peeking between her fingers at him, she held a smile, "Of course I like hearing things like that. Something of a weakness of mine. I'm not against affection, Sonny."

"Oh! Good!" he replied, laughing too. He leaned in to hug her again - it was hard to resist doing. She looked so cute when she peeked through her fingers like that! "I'm glad you like to hear those sorts of things. It would be difficult not to say them."

She allowed him to draw her in and after a few moments, finally lowered her hands as she looked up at him. "I'm rather easy to please," Voile admitted. "Maybe my standards aren't high enough or something. Or you know, I'm beginning to think it's personal bias. You could probably get me to agree with anything just by smiling in my direction."

Her feature softened as she continued, "I've never had anyone have that kind of effect on me."

"Me either. But most probably I'd agree to anything if you smiled at me, too. I like your smile. Very much."

He broke the hug and reached for her hand instead. They still had some ground to cover before they could eat and he was rather hungry.

He liked her smile. 'Very much,' he said. And as if they were magic words, she couldn't prevent her mouth from curling into that which he wanted to see. But when she realised she was reacting so much to something so simple, she lifted her free hand to hide her smile behind it.

"You're too much, Sonny. I'll start blushing and I won't be able to stop if you keep that up. Not that I'm sure you'd mind." Then her grin turned a little more clever, "I think you just like that my eyes are on you." Figuratively and literally.

And then her pace began again. Lunch was probably a thing they should have done.

"I do like it when your eyes are on me. It always makes me happy." he replied, his own grin still as wide as ever. Really, there was seldom ever an ulterior motive with Sonny. He did love to make her smile, though, more than anything it was just because he liked to see her happy.

"I'm pretty hungry by now!" he said, changing subjects briefly. "I'm glad they have all you can eat bread sticks! I remember those were really, really good."

Oh, gosh...

She was a little relieved when he gave them another topic. Squeezing his hand gently, she found her feet picking up again. Food sounded good.

"What do you feel like having? I mean, what do you think you'll order? It's been a while since we've gone, after all."

"I'm going to order Lasagna!" he replied without hesitation. "I like it and I haven't had it in a while and I know they serve it there!"

He swung his arms a little as they walked, her hand in his tracing gentle, lazy arcs in the air between them.

"What about you? Salad?" he asked. He remembered she was far more a fan of lighter dishes than heavy ones, and vegetables over things that were meaty.

"Oh, you know me very well," she praised him with a bright smile. Then she offered him a nod. "I think a salad sounds perfect."

Tipping her head, Voile continued, unaware of how she seemed to relax in his mere midst. "I'm thinking salad with some raspberry vinaigrette and cranberries. Walnuts, maybe? That sounds really good. I'd ask your opinion, but I'm aware that's not really your thing."

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