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KEY
∝╬══→ tw: slight obsessive/possessive behavior.
∝╬══→ some content from the voices (not what you're thinking though)
∝╬══→ y/f/c - your favorite color
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LOCATION NIHACHU'S BAKERY, THE SMP.
"THANK YOU." hannah thanked niki while being given her order of a classic apple pie straight from the oven, a pinch of whip cream melting at the very top. as niki bowed out of curtesy and walked away, hannah reverted her full attention back to you, smiling as she listened to your laughter ring out before fading away.
she continued the conversation, grabbing the fork from her side on the counter and taking some small bites of said apple pie in front of her. you finished your order long ago and kept reordering your drink, a sign that you wanted to stay and keep chatting. that's something hannah appreciated the most about you. those little signals you'd give off that you genuinely wanted to stay. you didn't feel obliged to or you didn't feel a sympathetic strain in you that bounded you to your chair like you were cuffed by the ankles with thorn-littered vines.
you were honest, and people were honest in return. well, that could just be the people being kind in the smp like always. but there was just this look. hannah couldn't fathom whether it was in your face or in your posture, or something in the way you did things but even this little glint in your eyes sort of warned her that there was something about you that was different to say the least. she just couldn't put her thumb on it. the more she talked to you, the more she enjoyed your presence and called you to the bakery. but in the pleasant conversations you'd have, she could never find an answer for her feelings towards you.
for some reason, she felt compelled to keep you close. when hannah finished her pie, niki beckoning the two of you to leave your garbage out, she stood up, you standing up as well. "can i show you something?" hannah asked, jutting her knees out slightly with the stance that she was standing in, her ringed fingers playing with the hem of her jacket. she watched a delighted smile complement your twinkling eyes. "sure." you accepted.
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HAND IN HAND, hannah excitedly led you into the back of her home, showing you a rather misty, enclosed courtyard filled with a field of roses. the area had a very surreal yet sensually relaxing feel, the mist and artificial clouds that surrounded the courtyard walls to make them purposely disappear prompted the field to look never-endless to the eyes, but not in an overbearing or scarily intimidating way.
