~•~•~

But if I know you, I know what you'll do,

You'll love me at once,

The way you did once upon a dream.

- Once Upon a Dream, Lana Del Ray

~•~•~

It was a Monday night when Adelaide came into little cafe you and your brother own. You were just about to close up when she walked in, umbrella carried under her arm despite the lack of rain and in a stunning navy blue suit and skin pale as the white lilies by the window. A few buttons of her dress shirt is open, just right above the waist coat, blazer is left unbuttoned. You can barely see what looks like to be a long scar in between her—

"Excuse me." A luscious voice brings your eyes back up, seeing the woman now leaning on the counter with one arm resting on it. She wears a pair of sunglasses, and she lowers them down the bridge of her nose to reveal the chestnut brown eyes behind them. Her hair, reaching her chin, in waves of fluffy burgundy. She smiles in amusement when yours eyes finally meet, and you came to the realization that she must've noticed that you've been staring down at her—

"I see that you are a very observant barista." The woman says with a chuckle. Heat immediately rushes to your cheeks, embarassment washing over you in an overwhelming wave.

"I-I am so sorry. I didn't—!" You sputter immediately, but is quickly cut off by her laugh. It's sweet, melodic to your ears like the women you've heard singing in the radio. Heavenly like a warm cup of hot chocolate in the mornings of winter. The woman before you laughs into her hand. They are slender and long, hand of the perfect models you've seen in magazines, and adorned with what appears to be thin silver rings.

You feel yourself warm, and it isn't out of embarassment.

"No need to apologize," the woman says once she calms down, smiling once again at you with reassurance, "I know you mean no harm."

Gods above, that smile will be the end of you.

You clear your throat, quickly pushing down whatever fluster and other thoughts forming in your mind.

"So what would you like to order, miss?" You ask, trying to keep your eyes focused on her and not look down at the slightest.

"An earl gray would be nice right about now," the woman says as she shifts to lean in a more comfortable position, "that is… if you don't mind joining me?"

You stare at her in disbelief, eyes widening. "Are… are you asking me out? On a date?"

The woman laughs again. "I wouldn't mind if that's what you want." The woman takes off her sunglasses, an interesting glint showing in her eyes. "All I want is company. They do say that it enhances the flavor of whatever you're drinking."

A chuckle leaves you, still in disbelief over everything. This woman just walks in, flirts for a bit, asks you out to drink with her, gods above, and she's a stunning woman to look at too. You don't even know her name yet!

"I'm Adelaide, by the way." The woman says, as if reading your thoughts. "But I prefer to be called Adele."

You mouth the words, testing them on your tongue. Gods, even her name is pretty. Why is everything about her pretty?!

~•~•~

I can't think of any other thing in the world I would rather do,

If I could be, I'd rather be me with you.

- I'd Rather be Me with You, Zach Callison (Steven Universe)

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"I have to tell you something." Adele's urgency took you off guard. Your date with her is coming to an end. The moon is raised high in all its ethereal glory, clouds kept away from blocking it, and you commend the goddes Nyx for setting the mood. Maybe she's watching over you both. An eavesdropper, isn't she?

"What is it?" You ask, turning to face her with a slight tilt of your head.

Adele stands, biting her lower lip and avoiding your gaze. Her hands fisting the skirt of her dress tightly.

"Adele?" You call out, and reach out to hold her hand. Cold as always, an everlasting contrast against your warm skin. Her hand lays limp in yours and you lower your head to look at her directly. "What's wrong?"

Eventually, she lets out a sigh, her hand gripping yours as she now looks at you in defeat in those warm chesnut brown eyes. Defeat over what…?

"I have to tell you something about me," Adele begins and straightens up, "on what I am specifically." She pauses, hesitation clear on her face, and you wait for her to continue. You say nothing, not wanting to make her even more nervous.

An exhale from Adele then these words follow:

"I'm a vampire."

You don't know how long you've been standing there in silence, probably from the disbelief of this claim consuming you. A vampire? She has to be joking. Those things only exist in fiction. And shouldn't Adele be burning under the sun if that were—wait. You never actually saw Adele without an umbrella. No, no, you can brush it off as Adele hating the sun, and, frankly, you and many others hate the sun too.

But where are the pointy ears? Don't vampires have them? The bloodshot eyes? The foreign accent? The long spindly fingers? The bat-like features on her face?

Your mind goes lightheaded with all the questions running through you and you can't help but laugh at it.

"You? A vampire?" You question with a scoff. "You're pulling my leg, Adele!"

"No, I'm serious." Adele lowers her head, eyes half lidded as she avoids your gaze. "Look, I know you have a lot of questions about who and what I am, and I promise you that I'll answer them soon, but please…" Her grip tightens a bit on your hand, "tell me, does this fact disway you from loving me still?"

Despite the tight grip, you can feel her hand tremble.

Nervous.

She's nervous.

No, she's terrified.

Terrified of losing you.

"Adele…" You cup her face, gently raising her head up to look at you. You smile reassuringly, thumb brushing her cheek. "Vampire or not, I already am too deep in love with you, and nothing is going to stop me from doing so."

She stares at you in shock, before a smile tugs at the edge of her lips. She leans in, forehead resting on yours as a soft chuckle erupts from her throat. Her other hand snakes around your waist, pulling you closer to her.

~•~•~

And so I fall in love just a little, oh a little bit

Every day with someone new

- Someone New, Hozier

~•~•~

"Just one dance, my lady." Adele chuckles, offering a hand out to you. "It won't be long. We can dance to one song, if you wish."

Ah, she's been at it again, trying to get you to dance in this party you're both attending. An amendment for flirting with some of the women? Perhaps. You were not always the jealous type, but seeing Adele act so casual amongst other women made something tick within you. So, for the past hour, you've been avoiding her, letting her chase you around.

"And what if I don't want to dance with you?" You frown, arms folded across your chest.

"Ah…" Your wife smiles sheepishly. "An apology kiss?"

"Apology kiss?" You raised a brow. "That's it?"

A pout forms on Adele's face. "I promise I'll make it up to you, darling." The smile returns as she closes the distance with you. "Dancing with me is the first step."

Her hand is still offered up to you, and with a relenting sigh you take it.

"Fine, I'll dance with you." You tug Adele close, flush to your own and she lets out a surprised squeak. Your arm wraps around her waist, a playful grin forming in your face. "But I take the lead."

Your wife's pale face blooms into a flurry of red as she stares at you with wide eyes. She sputters as she tries to protest, but the fluster prohibits her. Ah, you sometimes forget how adorable Adele looks when she blushes. Chuckling, you kiss her on the cheek.

"Let's give them a show of a lifetime, shall we?" You smile, and finally getting out of her stupor Adele clears her throat and nods. The flush on her cheeks doesn't fade a bit.

~•~•~

Hundreds of eyes in the room but yours found mine,

I asked you to dance and by chance our hands intertwined,

What lasted for minutes seemed like eternity,

I had no clue this one dance would lead you to me.

- One Last Dance, Us the Duo

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"Come on, dance with me!" You urge, as you spin around in the rain, feet getting wet with mud and stray grass clinging onto them.

It rains today.

Dark clouds has rolled in, weeping and grieving onto the land below. A sad time for them, perhaps a comrade has fallen? Whatever the case, you're here in the backyard of your cottage, dancing and swishing the soak skirts of your dress from side to side. A laugh bubbling out of you in glee.

Adele stands just by the door, her umbrella protecting her from the tears falling from the sky. A look of concern and worry is on her face as she watches you, towel folded in her arm.

"Darling, I worry that you might get sick if you stay out any longer." She says, mouth curling down as she watches you splash into a small puddle.

"Live it up a little, Adele!" You pipe and run over to her, and your wife immediately looks ready to run at the sight of your soaked self approaching. "I thought you were the eccentric one between us!"

"My eccentricity has its limits too." Adele sighs and offers the towel to you. "Come on, let's get inside before you catch a cold."

Oh how Adele regrets offering her arm out to you. A grin forms on your face as you grabbed Adele by the arm and pulled her into the rain. A yelp of surprise at the sudden tug, her umbrella and towel are dropped and discarded onto the ground. Adele stands, frozen like a feline as the rain quickly showers down on her, soaking her hair, her button up shirt, and trousers.

You snicker and give her a kiss on the cheek as you take her other hand.

"Just for today, Adele?" You plead, smiling at her.

Adele brushes her hair away from her face with her arm to look at you properly, and upon seeing your smile, what else can she do but give in?

"Alright," Adele sighs in defeat, which your smile turns into a victorious grin, "just for today, darling."

Swiftly, an arm reaches to wrap around your waist, as the other held your hand gracefully. It's her turn to smile as she now guides you through a waltz.

"We didn't get to dance during the wedding reception, did we?"

~•~•~

My honey I know (I know),

With the dawn that you will be gone,

But tonight you belong to me,

Just to little old me.

- Tonight You Belong To Me, Patience and Prudence

~•~•~

It's dusk when you were already making your way to the café. Your shift is almost starting and you're certain Ollie is already readying up to book ass before the night rush starts. You weave your way through the crowded streets, dodging brushing through people.

You weren't expecting someone to grab your wrist amidst it, being already in the thinning out portion of the crowd. Quickly, you whip your head around to see who grabbed you.

"By the gods, Adele." A long sigh leaves your lips as your girlfriend gives you a cheeky grin.

"Sorry." She apologizes, grin turning into a smile as she lets go of your wrist. She wears a flowy dress today, a long v-neck that stops by the torso. An umbrella is held in her ring covered hand, as usual.

"Going somewhere?" She asks as she now walks along beside you.

"To work." You reply, looking back at her with a smile of your own. "And you?"

"Well, heading to meet you actually!" Adele's smile deflates a bit. "But you're you know."

You give an apologetic smile. "Next time, okay? When I'm not at work."

"I know you're busy with that, but," Adele fidgets her hands, two fingers rubbing at one of her rings. Her gaze is somewhere else. "Can I still come over? I just miss seeing your face."

You stare at Adele for a moment as she gives you a sidelong glance, two pointer fingers now tapping each other.

"I mean, it's okay if you say no!" Adele quickly adds, her cheeks dusting red in what you can guess is fluster. Adorable. Rarely do you ever see her so flustered.

Instead of answering, you kiss her cheek and walk ahead.

"Is that a yes?" Adele asks after a moment of silence, quickly catching up with you.