Rosey Buds

Chapter 2: Her House

You get out of your car and follow her inside. Her front door is a dark wood, the exterior of her home is colored white with a black roof. She opens the door, welcoming you inside.

You walk into the living room, finding a table in the center made of oak, surrounded on two corners by brown couches with floral-patterned pillows on them.  There are two hallways leading to different sections of the house past that, and a door to a third room straight ahead.

"If you'll excuse me, I'll go get changed." She says cheerfully, before turning down the right hallway. You sit down on the couch to wait for her, looking about the room. Pictures of her with some younger Eevees sit on the walls. The ceiling fan spins slowly above you as you sit.

She returns shortly, in a new dress and without her lace gloves. You notice her palms are somewhat calloused, likely from her gardening. Her new dress is slightly shorter than the prior, coming up to around halfway down her upper thigh. The dress is patterned with red roses on a white background. "I'll get to work on lunch now." She declares. You go with her, setting the table.

She swiftly begins her cooking, simmering some potatoes in a saucepan at medium-high heat while also boiling a separate pan of salt water. You offer to assist, but she declines your help. "I can work this better by myself. Thanks for the offer, however."

She continues cooking, using eggs, tomatoes, and lettuce. You only half-watch, the process somewhat boring to you. However, you can tell she heavily enjoys it, her eyes glimmering with passion and her hands moving with great familiarity, until eventually she completes the dish. Having been more enamored with her than the creation, you receive the result at the table. A Niçoise salad, which has an aesthetic of having been made by a master. She sits down with you, clearly wishing for you to try it first. You take a bite.

The taste flourishes in your mouth. The mild, tender taste of tuna hits first, with an eggy flavor shortly following. The whole bite is sweet, but not too much so. A leafy aftertaste follows. You find it to be perfect.

"This is amazing." You say to her, and she grins widely.

"You think so? That's relieving. I hate our lunch had to happen as it did." She replies to you.

"I do too. However, this is still a great result." You respond. She nods in agreement.

The two of you continue to talk as you eat, enjoying both the food and the conversation. You both finish the meal and find yourselves continuing to converse.

"It's been so long since I've talked with someone like this..." She says to you.

"Same here, really." You reply.

"So, how would you feel about a second date sometime?" She asks.

"That would be fun." You respond.

"Great! Now..." She says, before walking over to you. She grabs your hand, pulling you out of your seat, before hugging you tightly. You reciprocate her hug. "God it's been a while..." She murmurs.

"Sorry for being so sudden!" She proclaims, suddenly letting go of the hug. "It's just... I'm caring for other people a lot of the time, so I'm a bit..." She starts, but you take over the sentence.

"It's fine. As a matter of fact, would you like to be a bit more... intimate?" You respond, deciding to push your luck somewhat. Fortunately for you, she blushes before responding.

"Um... Sure..." She states, and you pull her closer to your face. She simply nods, recognizing your advance. You kiss her, your lips meeting in a moment of passion. Her eyes close, clearly enjoying the moment. Yours follow suit.

After the moment of passion, you release the kiss. You both breathe close to each other, enough to feel it on your neck.

"Alright, that was awesome." Daisy says to you. You simply nod in agreement.

You leave her house, a buzz still in your head as she waves goodbye to you from the doorway. You wave back, before climbing into your car and driving home. The whole experience was amazing, and you know it's started something new. A new love that you didn't even expect is now yours.