The dim light of the office flickered gently as you sat at your desk, the sound of papers shuffling filling the silence. Moxxie was busy organizing files, his brow furrowed in concentration. You couldn't help but admire how dedicated he was to his work, even in the chaotic world of I.M.P.
"Hey, Moxxie" you called softly, breaking the silence. He looked up, his blue eyes meeting yours with a hint of surprise. "Want to take a break?"
He hesitated for a moment, glancing at the stack of papers before him. "I suppose a short break wouldn't hurt" he replied, a small smile creeping onto his face.
As you both stepped outside, the cool night air enveloped you. The stars twinkled above, and the distant sounds of Hell filled the atmosphere. You leaned against the railing, looking out at the view, while Moxxie stood beside you, his hands tucked into his pockets.
"It's nice out here," you said, glancing at him. "Sometimes it's good to just take a moment to breathe"
Moxxie nodded, his expression softening. "Yeah, it really is. I'm glad you suggested this." He turned to you, his gaze sincere. "You always know how to lighten the mood"
You felt your heart flutter at his words. "Well, someone has to keep you from drowning in paperwork" you teased lightly.
He chuckled, a warm sound that made you smile. "I appreciate it. You have no idea how much it means to me"
The two of you stood in comfortable silence, the bond between you growing stronger in that moment. Moxxie turned to face you fully, his expression more serious now. "You know, I've been thinking... I really enjoy spending time with you"
Your heart raced at his admission. "I feel the same way, Moxxie. You're... special to me"
He took a step closer, his eyes searching yours. "Would you... maybe want to go out sometime? Just the two of us?"
You nodded, a smile breaking across your face. "I'd love that"
Moxxie's face lit up with joy, and before you knew it, he reached out, gently taking your hand in his. The warmth of his touch sent a thrill through you.
"Great! It's a date then" he said, his voice filled with excitement.
As you both stood there, hands entwined, you couldn't help but feel that this was just the beginning of something wonderful.
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The days leading up to your date with Moxxie were filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness. You found yourself daydreaming at your desk, often catching glimpses of him as he diligently worked, his focus unwavering. Every time your eyes met, a spark ignited, reminding you of the sweet moment you shared under the stars.
Finally, the day of your date arrived. You spent extra time getting ready, wanting everything to be perfect. As you stepped out of your apartment, a sense of anticipation washed over you. You arrived at the designated meeting spot a cozy little café that had just opened in the heart of Hell.
When you walked in, Moxxie was already there, looking dapper in a crisp shirt and a slightly nervous smile. He stood up as soon as he saw you, his eyes lighting up in a way that made your heart flutter. "You look amazing," he said, his voice sincere and warm.
"Thanks! You clean up pretty well yourself," you replied, a playful grin spreading across your face.
As you both settled into your seats, the conversation flowed easily, filled with laughter and shared stories. Moxxie spoke about his adventures with I.M.P., and you shared your own experiences, finding common ground in the chaos of life in Hell.
"Can you believe the things we deal with?" Moxxie laughed, shaking his head. "Sometimes I wonder how we manage to survive it all."
"Maybe it's because we have each other," you said softly, locking eyes with him.
He smiled, his expression turning serious for a moment. "I really mean it when I say I enjoy spending time with you. It's like... I can be myself without any worries."
You felt a warmth spread through your chest at his words. "I feel the same way, Moxxie. You make everything feel a little easier."
After finishing your meal, Moxxie suggested a walk around the nearby park, a place where the chaos of Hell seemed to fade into the background. As you strolled side by side, the night air was filled with the sounds of distant laughter and music.
"Look at that!" Moxxie pointed to a small fountain, its water sparkling under the moonlight. "Let's make a wish!"
You both closed your eyes, and after a moment, you opened them to find Moxxie watching you intently. "What did you wish for?" he asked, a teasing glint in his eyes.
You hesitated, then decided to be honest. "I wished for more nights like this."
Moxxie's expression softened, and he took a step closer. "Me too."
In that moment, the world around you faded away, and it felt like it was just the two of you. Moxxie reached for your hand again, intertwining your fingers as you continued your walk.
As the night drew to a close, you both found yourselves back at the café, lingering in front of the entrance. "I had such a great time," Moxxie said, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Me too," you replied, your heart racing. "Thank you for tonight"
He hesitated for a moment, then leaned in slightly. "Can I... can I kiss you?"
Your breath caught in your throat, and you nodded, unable to find your voice. Moxxie leaned in closer, and as his lips met yours, a spark ignited, sending butterflies fluttering in your stomach. It was soft and sweet, a perfect culmination of the connection you had built.
As you pulled away, Moxxie's cheeks were slightly flushed, and he wore a shy smile. "So... does this mean we're officially a thing?"
You laughed, feeling giddy. "I think it does"
With that, you both shared another smile, knowing that this was just the beginning of something truly special. As you walked home, hand in hand, you couldn't help but feel that your life in Hell had just become a little brighter.
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