Dating : afternoon stroll.

i was never the person who adores walking. unlike some people who find strolling through the day “nice and therapeutic”.

yet here i am.

holding your hand while walking mindlessly and letting our feet take us wherever. what spell did you cast on me? and why am i enjoying this?

— and that’s why i don’t work out as much. sounds like an excuse, i know. but just because that it is. you chuckled wholeheartedly that somehow churns my stomach in ways i couldn’t comprehend.

i can’t tell you just how much i’m trying to hold myself back and not blush vigorously at your actions.

hey, have you realized how small your hands are? you moved you gaze to our linking hands with a sweet smile. i followed your gaze then realizing how small my hand is in between yours.

the way you pointed it out oh so sweetly made my heart burst and i couldn’t hide it anymore.

“GAaAh !” i hid my face on your arm and huffed out all of the air i didn’t know i was holding in.

you were stunned. confused at the sudden outburst. “wha-what’s wrong??” and when you saw me hiding further into you, made you realize and laughed once more.

“knock knock, i wanna see your face ! don’t hide it from me !!” you laughed whilst trying to stop me from latching onto you.

“ugh.. you know how much i hate it when i’m being like this.” i pouted unconsciously while you raised my head with a soft tug from your fingertips.

“you don’t always have to act so tough you know? at least when it’s just us, just admit that you can also be a romantic when you’re with me.” you words caught me and made me gaze upon our gathered hands once again before finally admitting it —

— that there’s no better place than being right by your side.