#bethawke

Yata had managed to make his little hut surprisingly comfortable and festive for the holiday season. Strung up around the small living room space were red, blue, and white lights, and in the corner he had bought himself a small tree with various ornaments and white lights. Having a job was proving to be especially useful; saving was easier when one had a steady income, and thanks to that, he had been able to decorate. It made coming home to this strange new home.... more tolerable, at the very least. 

On his two-person kitchen table, he had set out boxes of KFC and a Christmas cake, reminiscent of all the food he would have eaten in Shizume had he been home for the season. Looking at everything brought a somewhat melancholy smile to his face before he quickly shook his head. No! No overthinking things! This was supposed to be a fun night, just hanging out with Bethany and showing her how he did Christmas back home. 

He was especially proud, too, that he was able to buy her a present.

Yata turned around in a circle before his eyes landed on the wrapped box, taking a few quick strides over to it and picking it up. Making sure that nothing was out of place, he walked to the small tree and set it underneath the bottom branches. He’d give it to her after they’d eaten and had started up the TV... Straightening, he took a breath and allowed a grin to form as he reached up and adjusted his Santa hat --might as well joke a little bit about all this, too, right?

Now all he had to do was wait for Beth.

Muffet had never really stopped to appreciate the colours of autumn before. In fact, this was her first autumn she’s ever truly experienced; there were no real seasons in the Underground. The closest it came to having a season was Snowdin, which was perpetually winter-esque.

The parks in Sector 006 made for a great place to be to gaze at the beautiful reds and yellows and oranges of the flora around her. That said, though, she didn’t want to walk around all day, so why not find a nice place to sit down? She made a quick search for one of the picnic tables she knew must be around here somewhere, and found one close by with one other already sitting at it.

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To: Bethany From: Yata

[txt]: ne beth [txt]: are you busy [txt]: there’s somethin i wanted to talk to you about

11. kiss on the mouth

The other woman was a comfort - she was at least near enough to Thalassa’s age that she didn’t constantly feel as though she should fulfill the role of a good, responsible figure in their life. Their experiences, Thalassa had quickly realised, were incredibly different - they were incomparable, though many horrifying in their own ways. 

Bethany was speaking of her own life - and Thalassa wished to offer comfort, one human to another, one living being to another, and she leaned in, carefully. She means to press her lips to Bethany’s cheek, a chaste gesture of support, but she doesn’t need sight to recognise what she makes contact with is Bethany’s lips.

Still, she doesn’t push Thalassa away, and it feels - right, somehow. She lets the contact stay, two seconds, three, before she pulls away. “I.. meant to kiss your cheek, but I think that was better.”

She laughs, brightly, sharply, not at all offended. “I suppose I must have always been this cute - I certainly haven’t done anything special.”

“Well - all you had to do was say so!” He leans in, conspiratorially, and whispers in her ear, “You know - they make condoms for women here. Do be safe.”