Room 421, Friday Afternoon

[angelo_wings]

Rinoa was sort of worrying about Ethics class, yesterday. And so she decided to leave a voicemail for Squall. And then another, explaining the first, and another, explaining the second, and yet another, with something else she'd considered, and one more, to be huffy at him for not calling her back yet.

He should have known better than to date a princess.

While she was at it, she needed to call her BFF Ariel. And then she noticed that she had a message, herself! ... Weird. She returned it, with no small amount of confusion.



And then Ariel called her back, except her message was all weird. Rinoa hoped to clear that up with another call of her own.

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[angelo_wings]

"Really?" she asked, her voice soft. She stood up and twined her arms around his neck. "Because ... because of me?"

That was stupid and foolhardy and ridiculous and she should tell him that, instead of wanting to kiss him witless.

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

Squall shrugged. "Well... yeah. Is that wrong?"

He didn't know. Maybe it was.

[angelo_wings]

"It's ... probably not very good, for you," she said. "I'm supposed to be noble and tell you that I just want you to be happy and that I'd hope you fell in love with her and had babies but I ... I can't. I can't stand the thought of it."

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

"Neither can I," Squall told her, holding her close. "I'd rather not think about it. I don't want anyone other than you."

[angelo_wings]

Rinoa leaned up for a light kiss. "I told you you're not allowed to dump me in the first week," she said. "That's a rule, isn't it?"

No, Rinoa. It wasn't.

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

Squall leaned in and deepened the kiss. After a while, he pulled back for a breath. "I'm not going to dump you, ever," he told her definitively. "That's my rule."

[angelo_wings]

Excuse Rinoa for a moment. A kiss like that deserved another one. Or two.

And then she was going to remember she had a roommate and things like that, and also, that she needed air.

"I like your rule," she said, in a low voice. "So when are you taking me on that date?"

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

"When do you want to?" Squall asked, breathing heavily. "How's tomorrow sound?"

[angelo_wings]

"Perfect," she said. "Pick me up at eight? Maybe bring me flowers?"

She could probably, at this point, request he bring her baby heads on spikes and he'd try to give it a go. It wasn't fair to make requests of guys once you've kissed them silly.

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

"Sounds good," Squall told her. "I'll do that."

For now, though, he was going to look deeply into her eyes, and then kiss her again.