"Okay... now you may look," he said, removing his right hand from the other's eyes. He had prepared a whole romantic dinner; candles lit up the kitchen table, bringing a cozy and intimate atmosphere around them. Spaghetti, meatballs, red wine -- it could've been a bit cliché, if he wasn't actually trying to, on purpose, replicate the scenario of one of her favorite Disney movies indeed. The Lady and The Tramp? "I -- I might've had some help to set all this up, so I can take all the credits. Nat helped me around to prepare this for you. I..." he scratched the back of his head, a little bit awkward.
// this is late, dear. sorry, I fell asleep hahaha <33