The Wish on the Moon (Yandere!Tuxedo Mask x Reader)

Chapter Two: My Dancing Curtians

You rush to the window, your finger pressed to your lips to make a shushing noise. With two clicks of your window lock, he is in.

"Max," you giggle. "I didn't expect to see you tonight. You didn't text or even call." The young man stretches his arms to the sky and let out a lazy yawn. He ruffles a hand through his messy golden hair and falls on to your bed.

"I know," his speech muffled by your comforter, "I just wanted to see you. Besides, I was already in the area."

"Is that so?" You sit down next to him and gently began to comb through his hair with your  fingers. "I thought you were going downtown with the boys tonight."

"Oh we went downtown. It was great! But everyone wanted to go home and I wasn't ready for the night to end yet."

"So you came here while I was going to bed?" He rolls over to face you and show you his smile. His golden eyes are glazed over with intoxication.

"Yeah. I suppose I did. I didn't ruin any plans, right?"

"Only my plans to get some sleep," I said while I stroked his cheek with my finger. "You'll never guess what happened at work today."

"What?"

"Carla and I got attacked by the angry ghosts at the library."

"Again?" he chuckles deeply. "Now where did they get you this time? Could it have been your hand?" He sits up and takes your hand into his. Then Max graces it with a gentle kiss. "Or maybe your arm?" he asks to answer himself by kissing your arm.

You feel your face warm as his eyes locks with yours. He placed his hands on each side of your face. "Or possibly," he trails off and leans in close. Your heart begins to beat so quickly you can't bear it, and turn away. With your eyes closed, you can still tell how Max felt with his sharp sigh and thud on the bed. "I thought you wanted me to kiss you," he grumbles.

"I'm sorry. I do," you trail off, picking at your fingers. You begin to think about what Carla had said earlier once more. Their coffee shop dates and midnight dancing were something you've never done before, only these meetings within each others rooms or a faint wave as you both pass each other by while on your way to work. "It's just that maybe we should go public. Maybe go on an outing somewhere?" I ask nervously.

"I think I could do that," he agrees despite your doubts. After asking for so long he's finally said yes. Your heart flutters a little more, butterflies formed in your stomach just like when you had met. You smile.

"Okay, how about a coffee date tomorrow morning?"

"So soon?" he grumbles.

"Is that a problem?" You sigh.

"I'm lucky if I'm going to be out of bed by one, but I think I can swing it." He closes his eyes and smiles to you as reassurance. "I guess I'll just have to be lucky. What time are you thinking?"

"Ten? Over at that 'Cozy Coffee House.'"

"The place across from the river?"

"Yes that's the one," you whisper in excitement. You lay down on his chest with a smile too wide to conceal. You can't believe your ears, it was finally happening. You are going on your first date with Max. More importantly, you are going on you first date ever.

The breeze snuck into the window as you both lay there in silence, enjoying each other's company. Your curtain dances all the while. Your eyelids begin to feel soft, warm, and heavy. Just as you close them, Max sits up. You flutter your eyes awake with all of your willpower to gaze at his golden eyes once more.

"I should head home if I'm going to get any rest."

"I'll see you then, Max." 

Without response, he shuffles his way to the window and climbs out. For a few more minutes you stay in the comfort of your warm bed that now smells of his cologne. It is a little odd. It smells so sweet, almost like peaches. The scent is strikingly different than his regular pine and forest that you have come so accustom to. Perhaps he was trying something new.