Grancrest oneshots

Date

3rd pov

Siluca has never had a reason to regret going out on a blind date, but after leaving this last one within a few minutes, she's extremely reluctant to let her friends set up another one, especially so soon. She turns to her sister, Aishela, thinking the woman would be on her side, except she's currently bouncing around, talking a mile a minute, before she stops, freezing like she ran into a wall, before whirling on her heel.

"My fiancé Petr might know someone perfect for you, are you willing to try? Please, just one more, for me? I swear, Petr would never lead me wrong."

"...I guess, but don't expect me to stay if he starts talking about himself and bragging as much as he can. I refuse to be stuck in another hour-long date where he talks about nothing but himself."

"Alright, I'll send you the details once Petr hashes it out with his person. Trust me, you'll enjoy it!"

With that, Aishela scurries off, her phone in hand as she starts talking with her fiancé, letting him know her sister is more than willing to go for a blind date. Petr is excited as well, something he usually tempers, but he's talking right back, making sure to spend time with his fiancé before he hangs up, texting his person, asking when he's available for a blind date.

He gets a hesitant affirmative, something he was expecting. He hurries over to a different chat, realizing he forgot to ask something and texts his fiancé asking if her sister wants to choose the location or if his friend is good to make the reservation. He gets an all clear to let his friend choose and relays that, waiting with bated breath to see how he responds. He only sends the offered day, time and date to Aishela, refusing to tell her where his friend is taking them.

Siluca accepts that, though she warns her sister she might be late, she has a meeting that day and they run long sometimes. Aishela forgets to let Petr know, so he doesn't get to tell his friend. Siluca is surprised to find herself at a nice restaurant, not overly fancy, but not cheap either, and even more surprised to find he's still waiting for her. The reservation was made under her name so she could find it, her date wanting to introduce himself - which she finds cute - but she hadn't expected him to be wearing a uniform. He's got a black shirt on, only just visible underneath the dark green jacket, dark brown pants leading into black boots, his gloves white, and a beret in hand. He's at a window seat and by the slump of his shoulders as she approaches, as well as his hand reaching for the beret, he clearly thinks he's been stood up.

"I'm so sorry, the meeting ran far longer than it was supposed to." She surprises him, with the way he jumps, his head whipping around to her, and she finds herself entranced by the green hair and brown eyes facing her.

"Ah, no, you're fine. I'm surprised you still came, to be honest. It's rather late. Are you certain you couldn't have contacted someone and set this for another day? You look exhausted."

"I'm sure. I'll be fine, some food would be great and I would appreciate the company, I promise." He nods, before standing up, gently grabbing her hand and placing a kiss on it. She blushes, but he just moves, pulling her chair out for her with a small, shy smile, like he might be told off for doing so. She gives him a wide grin, honestly surprised by his manners, "Thank you." and then they settle down to order.

He asks her all sorts of questions, and she finds herself enjoying the evening, with Theo answering bashfully, embarrassed or shy to the questions she asks him, trying to shrug off his accomplishments. She finds herself enjoying the time spent with Theo, more than glad she agreed to do this one last blind date, due to her sister's constant badgering. As they're leaving, she tries to figure out a way to get his number, almost desperate to continue talking with him. Theo notices, of course, trained as he is, but doesn't point it out, just offers her his phone and asks for her contact.