Seeing that Natsuki was beginning to sort of lean into the hug, she took that as a sign that she didn’t want to leave it just yet. Sayori keeps up her embrace, even squeezing just a wee bit tighter for closeness’s sake. Who cares if Monika and Yuri are watching? For the first time in her life, Sayori wasn’t even considering what other people thought of her. All that anxiety, all that negativity, it had all melted away (if only temporarily). In this moment, in this very moment, all she could think about was the girl in front of her, and how utterly adorable she was…
Truth be told, Sayori hadn’t planned out anything remotely resembling a ‘date’ yet. If it were up to her, they’d just be in the same spot, hugging each other forever and ever and ever, reveling in the safety and security that is each others’ arms…
But that’d probably get inconvenient after a while. Plus, they’d probably need to bathe or something eventually. First world problems, you know.
“My place sounds like a nice place to start!”
Hopefully, they’d be going to someplace more…’date-y’ down the line, but for now, her house is a good place to start. It’s familiar, there’s stuff to do, and best of all, it’s safe. And that particular thing segues quite nicely into Sayori’s next inquiry…
“Actually, I was gonna ask you. Do you want to come over to my house and hang out after club today? We can think of it as a ‘first date’ of sorts, ehehe~”
She visibly fidgets when she utters the words ‘first date’. She never expected to be the one who could say such a thing in such a context, yet here she is, doing exactly that…funny how life does that sort of thing sometimes.
.。.:*・°☆ Honestly, Natsuki is thinking about Monika and Yuri, but... mostly because she knows (Monika at least) had been trying to convince Natsuki to just ask Sayori out already, even amidst all of Natsuki’s constant denial concerning her crush.
She knows her friends will support her, and... that’s kinda weird to think about - she was always so worried people wouldn’t support anything she did, but now, here she was, hugging... her girlfriend?
She’s honestly fighting back tears, keeping up the tough facade she loved so much - she couldn’t let Sayori know this was getting to her.
“Right, a... first date.”
She sounds uncertain, but only because this is all so alien to her - the only ‘relationships’ she’d ever experienced had been in her manga, and they’d all been pre-established, or built up in some cheesy, over the top romance manga - this was so... casual.
“... Clubs nearly over. D’you... wanna just go now?”
Privacy sounds nice - out of all the club members, Natsuki trusts Sayori the most, and... would really like to talk to her somewhere with less curious ears to hear all of Natsuki’s deepest fears.
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