5:11 PM · Nov 23, 2020
It was a memory, a distant one.
She didn't know why she dreamt of it.
It was their first night out of the city, Donnie wanted to see the stars.
Stars didn't show up though, but fireflies did.
Rosa woke up and she can't help but sniffle, "It's all in the past..."
She woke up late that day because she couldn't properly sleep that well. She sighed and finally washed up and got ready to meet up with River.
Wait.
She had no idea how to go there. She blinked and messaged River "The checkup is today, yes?? Sorry to ask this... But can you send me the address of your clinic?? 🥺"
She hit send and flopped down on her bed. She was hungry but had no energy to cook anything. She had been feeling a little under the weather lately.
Stepping out one of Hidden City's secret passages, River cautiously checked the alley to ensure the coast was clear. Satisfied, he checked his phone to find a message from Rosa. He dialed her number as he walked to her home, "Sorry I wasn't clear before, I'm picking you up."
Rosa suddenly perked up from her bed and starts checking her reflection when River said he was on his way. "O-Oh okay, I'll uh... Look out the window so you'll see which apartment I'm in. The unit numbering in this building is quite confusing." she chuckled.
"I'm standing outside your building now. Why not just look at the number on your door?" the Asian teen asked as he looked up, "Aaand I see you!" he greeted, waving at Rosa looking out her window. "I still need your unit number," he laughed.
She was waving then giggled at her phone. "Yeah it's... 314. See you in a bit." Rosa then made sure her cloaker was working fine, then waited patiently.
Soon he was pressing the doorbell and didn't wait long before, to his surprise, Rosa herself opened the door. "You live alone?" he asked, as he was expecting to see a parent or two.
She opened the door then greeted him with a smile. "Haha... Yeah, not really alone. My aunt lives with me but she's rarely home..." She shyly let him in, instinctively fixing her hair. "Hope it wasn't a hassle for you to find the apartment."
"Not at all," he murmured, distracted, before nervously blurting out "Mind if a sit at a window? I need to breathe..." he asked, struggling to compose himself to keep his breathing even. She smelled amazing again, ever since she mutated her scent made her downright irresistible.
"Oh! Of course, go ahead! I know it's a little stuffy here!" she blushed a bit as he passed by him, so tall, so handsome... She gulped. She could smell him again, and flashes of their previous ?endeavors? passed through her mind.
"Oh no no, that's not it!" he waved off and sat on the windowsill. Setting sun revealed flushed pale golden skin as he looked out and breathed deep, "I'm just sensitive to certain... scents. And I need a clear head to... c-can we talk?" he finally asked, both palms up towards her.
She stepped a bit closer and looked at him, suddenly nervous. She looked down and gently fiddled with her fingers, "Oh yeah, of... Of course, we can talk..." She nibbled at her lower lip a bit, "Is it gonna be about our little uh... Make out we did in your clinic...?"
With a jolt he grabbed the window frame to recover. River was suddenly thankful for the fire escape outside that would prevent him from plummeting three storeys down to his death. Nevertheless, he felt like he'd die of embarrassment right then and there, "Waitwhat YOU remembered?"
Rosa suddenly blushed deeply, "Of course I do!! What...? Uh... Was I not supposed to??" She tilted her head a bit, moving a step closer, and gently placed her hands on top of his. "I just... thought you felt awkward about it. So, I never brought it up. 'Didn't want to make you uncomfy."
He looked at her in amazement. "H-how can you not hate me?" with brows knit in utter confusion. "I realized I had a memory gap, so I checked the CCTV & saw that I... we... oh Rosa, I'm so sorry! I hate myself; I should have stopped! I want to give you time to heal after Don-..."
She looked up at and stared at him, "I can never hate you! You've done nothing but nice things for me... You make me very happy and I... Do you regret it??" she asked with a pout. She didn't even want to think about Donnie. Not anymore. "I just thought... You know... Us, feels right."
Fingers closed around her hands, marveling at how small they were. He pulled her close until their foreheads touched, feeling her warm breath, "No regrets," he whispered as he gazed at her. "You feel more right to me than anything in my life," then brushed his lips against hers.
